Malicia and I gaze at them in confusion as they keep screaming some hurtful words. “Kill her! She is a prosituta (prostitute). Kill her!”
“What’s going on, Elara? Why are they at my house?” Fear written all over Malicia’s face, laced in her voice.
“I wish I had an answer to this,” I responded.
Three hefty men suddenly step forward, and storm toward us. I stretch my body to the side, standing right in front of Malicia to protect her from the men.
I don’t know what it is that they want with her, but I need to protect my friend. I know she is innocent.
Surprisingly, the first hefty stood right in front of me, and when I raised my face to speak. A hard slap descended on my cheek. My head banged on the wall, and my hair cascaded on my face as I held my cheek. Tears blur my sight.
“How dare you hit my friend, you bastard?” Malicia makes an attempt to hit the man right back on his cheek but he holds her hand, hanging in the air. The man threw her hand off, giving her a hot slap on the cheek, sending her falling to the ground.
Her brothers rush forward to fight the man, but some group of male wolves stretch forth their claws and are ready to attack. “Sam! Ben! No, Let the man be,” I held Malicia’s brothers back from doing anything. “Look around, we can’t fight them. They will get us all killed,” I softly utter in fear.
Sam and Ben retreated.
I knew we couldn’t face it off with these Betas, Gammas, Deltas, and Omegas wolves standing before us. They will rip off our flesh before we can even get to attack any of them.
Sam reaches out to Malicia on the floor, and helps her to her feet.
“What is it you want from us?” I lash out. My eyes locked with those of the first man. With his build, I could tell he was a Beta Wolf.
He mockingly whiffed. Turning around to look at the multitude of people behind him, “This whore thinks she has the right to speak to us, after how she shamelessly fucked a married man in his car,” he announces, and they all laugh harder.
His words stunned me into silence. What was he speaking of? Who slept with a married man? And who did he just refer to as a whore?
Having sex with a married man in the pack is seen as taboo, but for a selected few. The hypocritical beings in the pack wouldn’t think twice about striping, and stoning a young girl to death, if found guilty.
But it only occurs to ladies without money, and authority. Ladies who don’t have someone to back them up. As for the married men, they always go unpunished. It is believed that their wives didn’t treat them well at home, so that was their reason for adultery.
The women gets all the blame.
But why are they addressing me as a whore, and accusing me of sleeping with a married man? What sex in the car are they referring to? My mind sprints everywhere, trying to find an answer to my questions. My eyes ran through their faces as they mocking laughed at me.
“Elara, Whore? Sex? Married Man? What does he speak of? What is going on, Elara?” Malicia hugs my arm, her eyes gazing at me in bewilderment.
“Sister, there was a video on the internet,” Malicia’s sibling, Ben, speaks up.
“What video, Ben?” Malicia’s voice comes out almost like a whisper.
“Elara was videoed while having sex in a car with a man. The man’s face was blurred out. It’s all over the internet,” he informs, and my legs stumble a bit in fear. My mind, without hesitation, ran in the direction of the only man I’d had sex with, in the car.
Alpha Arthur!
Alpha Arthur has dealt with me once again. Why did he do this to me? What will be his gain from this? He used my vulnerability against me. He has succeeded in shaming me before the world.
What crime did I commit for him to go to such lengths in filming our act of sex? Is this a payback for what I did to him; making a video, while I fucked him? Yes, I was wrong and deserve punishment, but this punishment from him is too gruesome.
My nude is out there for everyone to feast on. I’m now a curse and a disgrace to my family, pack, and the world. This is a stigma. I would rather die here, by the hands of these brutal people, than face more brutality outside.
Now, Alpha Arthur can finally get the full revenge he so desires.
He is a beast. I was mistaken to think he would change, and learn how to forgive a mistake. But as it’s likely said; A leopard never changes its spots.
Maybe in my next life, I will never cross paths with someone like Alpha Arthur ever again. My only regrets right now are leaving Malicia alone in this cruel world, and not being able to avenge my mother’s death. I know my mother will understand and happily receive me. But I pray, Malicia finds comfort. I could feel my tears running down my cheeks like streams of water as I gulped down, staring at the crowd.
“Look at this whore, trying to deceive us with her tears! She thinks we came here to look at her ugly face! Drag her out!” A woman screamed from the crowd, and I felt a substance smack my face, causing me to flinch.
A slippery substance draws through my face, dropping down on the floor. It was a raw egg.
I make to speak, when tons of other substances began to hit me. My hands hold out, covering my face. Trying to prevent my eyes.
“Elara! Run inside!” Malicia screams out. But it was already too late for me to move. I was too blinded by the substances, for me to even take a step from my spot.
Immediately, I felt two huge hands cramp my arms, and also a hard pull on my hair. Just in seconds, I found myself on the floor.
“Please, stop it. You are hurting her!” I heard Malicia and her siblings crying out, but nobody seemed to listen. The substances kept hitting me, and I could tell, they were no more eggs but stones as they became hard when they struck.
My Wolf roars in my head, and makes to take charge of my body. She was stronger, and could beat off some wolves, even if we both will get killed today. But right then, I felt an injection stabbed into my system, and she became weak.
A hard heavy gravel hit my head, and I fell flat on the floor. My blood flowed out of my head, blinding my eyes. I tried to cry, but I couldn’t. I tried to scream, but my voice was lost. Everything seems to be spinning in circles, and voices become sharp in my ears. The pain was intense, killing every cell in me. The stones didn’t stop coming, and never seized hitting me.
I was dying, and I needed help.
Suddenly, my body becomes numb to the pain, and my breathing seems to decrease rapidly. I could only feel stones smack every part of me, but don’t know what the pain feels like anymore.
But then, it stopped. Everything stopped. The stones actually stopped coming, and for the shortest of seconds, I heard some words clearly, “Elara, please don’t die on me, I beg of you.” A deep familiar voice cried out. I could tell the voice was that of Alpha Arthur.
I noticed my body was being shaken hard by him, but I was too gone to react. And then, my breath finally seized.