Chapter 6

Chapter 6:

“Silence!” my mother ordered sharply before slapping me hard across the face. “How did it get into your room then? Did it grow wings and fly?” she mocked, laughing hysterically.

I let the tears fall freely from my eyes, my lips trembling with the weight of the injustice.

I couldn’t believe my mother had slapped me because of Nathalia.

She didn’t even care to know the truth!

What kind of mother was she?

“I thought putting you in timeout would teach you some sense. But I was wrong. You ungrateful child! All you do is embarrass me. I hate you!”

Her words struck me like daggers before they softened slightly as she turned to Nathalia. “She should be punished.”

My heart shattered into a thousand pieces as her words sank in, tearing me apart even more. I couldn’t believe my mother valued a stranger over me.

The dream made sense now.

“Make it quick, darling,” she urged Nathalia. “She embarrassed me, and now she should be embarrassed!” Her eyes locked onto mine as she hissed.

“Please, believe me. I never stole anything, I swear. Someone must have put it in my room. I haven’t even entered my room all day,” I pleaded desperately, hoping to reach her.

“I didn’t raise a thief!” she muttered, looking away.

I noticed the fake smile Nathalia flashed at my mother. Not because she liked her, but because hating me was the only bond they shared. That was their only common ground.

With a heavy heart, I looked at my mother, who couldn’t wait for Nathalia’s punishment. I could see the excitement in her eyes.

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“She will attend the meeting with the Alpha King, but instead of joining as part of the Alpha’s family, as we agreed earlier, she will serve us, carrying dishes as a maid,” Nathalia smiled at my mother, finishing her statement before glancing at me.

“So be it,” my mother confirmed before walking away, leaving me with Nathalia and a guard.

My heart skipped two beats at Nathalia’s pronouncement, and I staggered backward in disbelief.

I couldn’t believe my ears.

I was supposed to sit there while the maid served us. Why would Nathalia make me the maid? Didn’t she consider the shame this would bring me?

“I didn’t steal anything!” I cried in frustration, hoping my tears would reach my mother’s heart, but her ears were deaf to my pleas.

She would never believe me, no matter what I said or did.

It was a waste of time trying to convince her.

In that moment, I hated my life.

Maybe I should just end it all and be free from the torment, since she hated my existence so much.

“It will be so much fun to watch you humiliated,” Nathalia smirked, her face flushed with anger and jealousy.

Damon

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