Chapter 3

He curled his lips into a killer smile; he didn't need to bother trying to catch me; just one sentence made me stiffen. "If you leave here, your father will die."

My body trembled. I slowly turned my head, feeling like my eyes were about to explode.

"Father…" I mumbled as my mind went blank.

All my life, I will never forget that image. My father was lying on the ground, beaten to the point of mixing flesh and blood; his face was disfigured, and even his bones were exposed in some places.

His whole body was constantly covered with fresh blood, drenching a large area.

Clement seemed very pleased with my distressed expression, smug. He lowered his head, grabbed my father's hair, pulled it back, and clicked his tongue. "Poor, where is the majestic appearance that stopped me just now?"

"Bastard! You release my father; I risk my life with you!" Despite all the consequences, I screamed and dashed forward, but Albert held me back halfway through.

He clasped my hands behind my back, then kicked me with his foot, pinning my head to the ground to prevent me from moving.

"If you're still human, you let go of me, you son of a bitch, you beast!" I looked at Albert with hatred; I struggled violently; my knees were rubbing hard against the rough earth, my skin was torn, and the trail of blood stood out against the soft ground.

My screams also attracted my father; he tried to open his puffy eyelids and looked at me sadly. Seeing clearly that the person in front of him was me, he became agitated. He wanted to break free and rush over to me, angered Clement, who violently pulled a knife from his belt and plunged it deep into my father's shoulder.

That pain seemed to drain my father's last strength; he couldn't hold it any longer. His helpless gaze increased my misery.

The hurt and hatred welled in my heart like a tidal wave; it drove me almost crazy.

My father hummed; he couldn't talk even though he tried to convey something to me.

Why is that?

"You seem to be very curious. Let me answer for you. Your father can't talk anymore because I cut his tongue." Clement shrugged as if joking.

I was dumbfounded; my heart shattered like a glass. I felt a numbing pain all over my body for the first time.

While I was most depressed and helpless, suddenly, in my head, a strange voice came from a girl. 'Orabella, we should have greeted each other properly, but in this situation, it is inappropriate. I'll be as brief as possible; I'm Elise, your wolf. I was hoping you could find a way to get out of his hands and give me control. But I must warn you first; the first transformation won't last long; we need to save Alpha Clinton and get out of here quickly.'

I felt confused and unfamiliar the first time I interacted with my wolf, but I quickly adapted to her. I feel a little better in this situation with her by my side.

'Bite his hand and get away, then let me handle it. It won't be comfortable, but bear the pain a little." Elise guided me on what I needed to do.

I listen and follow what she says.

When Albert was caught off guard and smug, I turned my head and bit hard on Albert's wrist. I poured all my anger and resentment into that bite until I smelled his disgusting blood boiling in my mouth didn't stop; I wished I could bite off his wrist.

When Albert was hurt, he was angry; he repeatedly punched and kicked me in the stomach, full of brutality. A powerful aura grazed my body, my body flew up, and the sudden pain hit me, making my mind dizzy. I was thrown on a rock by Albert.

"You bastard, you're dead for sure." Albert's eyes were bloodshot; he rushed to me; he would surely kill me if I didn't dodge in time.

I rolled around on the ground, and my body changed. My whole body tensed; I felt like all my bones were breaking, and they quickly rearranged into a different shape. It hurt so much that I had to hold my breath and concentrate on enduring it. I told myself everything would be over soon, this pain or that stupid fight.

And the pain gradually lessened and disappeared; a bright halo covered my body, my legs were lifted from the ground, and everything was as gentle as a goddess cradled each child.

Finally, I landed on all fours, the halo disappearing to reveal my new form—a large wolf with snow-white fur. I'm beautiful; it shows in Clement's eyes, who gazed at me throughout my transformation with undisguised passion.

Clement's neglect now is the right time for me to attack him.

I lunged at Clement, and my speed and muscular endurance increased dramatically. I could run in front of Clement and open my mouth to fatally aim at his neck; if I could bite it, it would break instantly.

But I underestimated Clement's true strength; he was faster than I imagined. He dodged easily; my pounce was directed at his shoulder. Even though I couldn’t kill him, it wasn't wasted. Clement let go of my father's hair when he was in pain. I lowered my head, intending to put my father on my back and run away, but my thoughts were seen through by Clement.

A lightning-fast kick to the stomach sent me tumbling to the ground. The distance between me and my father increased again. My back hit a nearby tree stump; my body fell so heavily that smoke filled the air.

I was in so much pain that I groaned; I felt my skin ripped open, blood slowly seeping through my white fur.

Clement slowly walked over; in the silence, his footsteps grew louder, like the roar of a demon.

He stood before me, kicking my body hard with his foot to vent his anger.

I curled up to relieve the bone-chilling pain, but it didn't seem good; I still felt like I would die.

"Beg me; I will forgive you and give you one more chance to serve me." Clement puffed up his pride because he was sure I would submit.

The transition period was over, too; my first only lasted a few minutes, and I failed miserably.

"Say it, or get down on your knees and lick my feet; I'll think and forgive your foolish actions earlier." Clement squeezes my chin.

I looked at him disdainfully, and instead of answering, I spat in his face to make my point.