---- me. What bothers me are his words about my mother and the accusations of me being easy. Me? Easy? Please! If it were up to me, | would save myself for my mate, just how | intended to do for years! It is he who robbed me of the choice, so he has no right to accuse me of sleeping with anyone. Has he forgotten that rape and consensual sex aren't the same things? One is forced upon the opposite gender, while the other happens only after both partners agree on it! Without a second thought, | glare at him. "| am the whore?" Since | shout just as loudly as he did a few seconds ago, | clearly catch him off guard. Father takes a step away, as if the distance could shield him from the truth. Besides, it's one thing if he is loud - the Alpha gets like that only when he disciplines those who misbehave or break the rules. Or at least that's what he tells the pack members. But now, I'm hell-bent on shouting out what he ---- has done to me. If anyone's near, the rumours will spread at the speed of light, and that might ruin his reputation. If it will - it will. And if I'm risking my safety for a drop of truth, so be it. | mimic his actions and jab my finger into his chest, "Isn't it convenient how you forgot what you did to me? Has this week wiped your memories already? Are you that old to struggle to remember your own plans? You have the nerve to shout at me, to call me a whore and an easy skank, while you were the one paid someone to rape me? If it weren't for your brilliant plan, | would remain pure and could have a chance with my mate! You ruined it for me! Father, dearest, I'm no whore, if anything - | am the victim of your greed and bald ego!" Letting it all out feels good. Too good. Far too good to notice the look on his face. | don't have enough time to react before his hand collides with my cheek. It's not a regular slap; this one has enough force to hurl me ---- across the room. My face burns furiously, and a metallic taste fills my mouth as | gasp and look up at him. Each finger on his hand welts my face instantly, | can feel the outline perfectly branded into my skin. That one slap sends me staggering before | hit the ground. I'm still on the floor when comes over and looks down at me and grins. "If you weren't such a brat and didn't create imaginary scenarios in your head, | wouldn't have to hit you." He shrugs. "Let's see what happens the next time you force me to face Alpha, Dorian. Rest assured, father, | will accidentally blurt out that you sold my virginity, so he couldn't have it. Can you imagine the look on his face? The anger? The rage? The pure need to kill? Just picture how happy that man will be once he learns you're trying to sell a used object. That's what | am, right? An object to sell and purchase. Tainted, used, and broken object. Is the price high, father? Should | bargain for lower? It turns out the apple doesn't fall that ---- far from the tree, does it, father? You're an extraordinary liar, and | seem to have inherited your talent." Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!