Chapter 5:

Jenny P.O.V

There is not a single thing capable of making me happy now. I stand amidst utter chaos, even crying would be pointless in this situation. How will I save myself from the clutches of Dragon?

He rejected me and left behind a body without a soul. Yes, I rejected him first, but the thought that your mate rejected you and threw you away like a pile of trash is painful. Even more painful is that my mate is my sister's future husband.

I caught my breath, dusted off my dress, and prepared to return home, where I could talk to Olivia about everything that happened.

Angry as a bull, I headed straight to Olivia's room. I wanted revenge and to understand why all this hatred? Meanwhile, Olivia was in good condition, she had won the lottery. Yes, in the end, her plan against me succeeded.

She was sitting on her bed after taking a cold bath, applying nail polish to her toenails. I stormed in, shouting angrily, my eyes brimming with tears, "You, Olivia, you wretch!"

Olivia looked at my miserable state with half an eye—my torn clothes, swollen eyes, and my neck exposed from behind the scarf with scattered kisses, and then my legs, clearly showing I had been a captive to some man. She smiled, knowing someone had skillfully caught me.

Olivia did not respond, just smiling coldly at my gaze until I shouted again, my eyes welling with tears, "You planned to bring me down. Why do you always try to humiliate me? I am your sister; enough of this hatred!"

Olivia rose from her bed and approached me, then said with a mocking laugh, "I pity you, Jenny. You possess beauty, but you are foolish and stupid."

Olivia continued, her malice growing, "My plan to expel you from this pack succeeded, Jenny. Now, Father won't stand against me with a whore like you; he won't love you more anymore."

Tears fell for what I had come to. This house was never a home for me from the beginning; no one loved me except my father, who is everything to me. I gathered my strength, then pulled Olivia's hair and slapped her hard, warning her threateningly, "Don't think I'm easy, Olivia. For what you did to me, I will know how to get revenge, and I will make Father know your ugly and filthy truth."

Olivia was shocked, the slap left a mark on her cheek, its sound resonating. Olivia was furious at my innocent and pure reaction, shouting sarcastically, "We'll see now, Jenny! Your end is near, little one."

"Whore and filthy," I repeated, looking at Olivia with disgust.

The voice of Olivia's mother (Luna of the pack), Mrs. Emma, came coldly, "You are the whore. Look at yourself, who here is the lowly and despicable one!"

I felt anger blaze in my heart. "Shut up, don't open that mouth. You are truly vile and deserve pity."

Olivia cried fake tears and went towards Mrs. Emma, saying in a choked voice, "Look, Mother, she barged into my room, pulled my hair, slapped me, and now she threatens me."

She cried a lot, and I looked on mockingly, but Olivia continued, "She threatens me if I tell Father what she did. Mother, she was with men yesterday, shamelessly having sex. Look how she comes home as if nothing happened."

Mrs. Emma approached me with firm steps, grabbed my hair tightly, and slapped me across the face, causing me to fall to the ground, bleeding from the corner of my mouth, "Since when do you dare stand before me, and even slap my daughter and stand against us?"

I stood up slowly, my eyes bloodshot, "From today."

Then Emma spat at me and looked at me with disgust and glee: "It seems that you finally fell into the hands of another man, losing your so-called virginity. You're a pile of garbage, Jenny!"

Tears fell hotly from my eyes as I looked at her in pain: "Why such cruelty? Why do you hate me so much?"

Her mother laughed bitterly: "My husband should never have remarried, he shouldn't have brought a hypocrite like you into our lives, Jenny."

For the first time, I screamed, my voice tearing through the silence: "Why this cruelty? What is the reason and motivation for all of you to hate me so much?"

"Because your whore of a mother made my husband betray me and brought you into this world. You've taken all the rights of my daughter Olivia," Mrs. Emma replied angrily.

"Whore, filthy, after she gave birth to you, she left you and departed, making your father take care of you with us," Mrs. Emma said in a domineering and condescending tone, looking at me with clear revenge in her eyes.

"What is going on here?" My father, Alpha Anderson, yelled as he entered, his voice resonating from his office.

His wife gave him a gloating look and said, "Why don't you ask your favorite daughter where she was last night?"

He looked at me, my appearance telling him exactly where I'd been!

"Dad, listen, you need to know the truth about how they conspired against me, the wife and her daughter!" I spoke between sobs, trying to justify myself.

Mrs. Emma turned red with rage and shouted, "What did my daughter do, you whore! You're just like your mother!"

My father, Anderson, spoke with disappointment: "Stop, Jenny! I see what is happening now and how I trusted you!"

"Dad, please listen to what happened!" I pleaded, sobbing.

Anderson slapped me hard, saying, "Shut up, I've spoiled you too much at the expense of your older sister, and now you resent her and are jealous of her!"

"She resents me, she conspires against me, Olivia only exploits being the elder," I justified again, showing signs of pain and pallor.

My father slapped me again, repeating angrily: "Olivia always told me I was spoiling you, but I didn't realize how rude you'd become, to the point of sleeping with men you don't know."

I fell to the ground after the slap, unable to believe my father would distrust me and believe everything they fabricated about me, hurting me like this without understanding.

Blood dripped from my mouth and tears streamed down: "Enough! I am not a dog you can control. You didn't even listen to me! See how they set a trap for me, they are the ones who hate and conspire against me. I have always been a loyal wolf to the pack and family, father."

Olivia spoke pityingly: "How dare you raise your voice to your father!" Then she continued, feigning sorrow: "Deny that you didn't sleep with a man you didn't know! Deny it, Jenny, that you lost your virginity and had sex last night."

Olivia knew how to exploit the situation and trap me in a vicious circle, ensuring I'd lose, and my father would abandon me, making my life a beggar's existence in the woods with the rogues.

"I've been patient for so long, and today you slap me without listening to me or giving me a chance to tell you what happened?" I cried, feeling betrayed, my eyes drying of tears.

"From today, you do not belong to my family, Jenny, and the Anderson name no longer ties you to us!" Alpha Anderson declared with difficulty.

"Do you think this is my family, father? I am just a stray, cleaning and obeying, saying 'yes' without dissent. I was here because I thought you loved me and would stand by me." I scoffed painfully at his sudden words.

I was beside Olivia's bed, but I felt like I was about to fall, so I leaned on it. My strength collapsed, everything in me shattered, I was no longer as I was.

"You are not my daughter, you are not the pure Jenny who follows the pack's laws and maintains her status as an Alpha's daughter," Anderson said with a sense of lost hope and intense hatred.

"Make her leave, Anderson. Make her pay for her mistake as well. After all she has done, now she stands before you and raises her voice," Mrs. Anderson advised with great joy.

I stood before Mrs. Emma and warned her: "Enough, you, I will leave, and I don't want to be a part of this family, nor am I honored to be. I will leave the pack forever."

Anderson picked up the whip beside him, knowing what he would do and how to act, but I held it and stood before him: "I would have accepted this beating if you were my father, but now you are a stranger."

He looked at me hesitantly, then dropped the whip from his hand silently. I left the room feeling a heavy burden on my heart, realizing I no longer had a place in this pack.

I walked into the open air, feeling as if the whole world was against me. I had nowhere to go, but I would not give up. I would find my way and seek revenge on all who wronged me. I would make sure they felt the pain I did and regret every moment they hurt me.