The False Savior

APRIL

Life wasn't just bad for me, it was fucked up.

“ Where is she? Where is that abomination?” My father called out barging into my room without notice.

From a young age, I sensed something amiss in my father's eyes. Despite being his only child, his love felt like an unreachable star, always just out of grasp. I knew it was because I was not the son he had longed for. A boy to carry on our bloodline, to make him proud within the pack. In our pack, daughters like me were often seen as weak, mere afterthoughts, and I was no exception. I carried the burden of his disappointment, a constant reminder that I fell short of his dreams. The truth stung. I was just a girl in a world that valued boys.

I merely caught myself reaching for a piece of clothing to cover my lower body because I was naked. I had just gotten out of the shower and I barely had time to dress up when I heard my father's voice. His gaze changed the moment he saw my body.

“ You're now a real woman. Beautiful.” My father said as he walked to me and stretched his hand out in front of me.

I didn't dare to move.

“ Is there a reason why you called for me, father? I just took a shower. If you give me a minute, I will be right -” I said but my father hit me hard causing to fall to the ground. My face stung badly from the hit and I could feel the imprint of his hand on my face.

He never slapped me. Always the punch.

“ Don't interrupt me! How many times have I warned you? Do you want to die?” My father shouted and I recoiled in fear shaking my head. Seeing my fear, he smiled. “ Good. Now, get ready. Some Alphas are coming to choose some girls. You should join them.”

My head reeled in shock from my father's words. Join them? I knew my father was ashamed of me. I knew he wanted to get rid of me but this was too much. I am his child, after all.

“ Father, please don't do this.” I begged, desperation heavy in my voice as I pleaded with my father. “ I'll do the house chores better. I won't embarrass you. I will be good. Whatever you want.” I pleaded hoping my father would show me a bit of sympathy but I was wrong.

Instead, he erupted into laughter, a loud, mocking sound that pierced through me like a sharp blade. In that moment, I felt a wave of disgust wash over me. Was it possible for one to hate their father? The answer was a yes. Every fiber of my being burned with resentment, a deep-seated loathing that I couldn’t shake.

“ You're an abomination. A useless female that was given to me by the Moon Goddess.” My father cursed, “ You would have been killed years ago along with your stupid Omega mother if the moon goddess had not saved your life. I will be back in ten minutes. If you don't come out, I will drag you out. Naked or not.” My father threatened before leaving.

My father's words had sent a shiver down my spine but I refused to give up. I knew I still had a chance. Putting on a dress, I packed a bag and some of the snacks that I had saved earlier and glanced around my room searching to see if I had forgotten anything else. Nothing. I had nothing. Turning around, I jumped through the window and barely landed straight on my feet. I was just an Omega with no wolf so I didn't possess the powers others had.

“ Help!” I shouted as I stood on the empty, dark road waving my hand so that at least one car would stop.

No one did. Feeling defeated, I sighed and began walking down the road that led out of our pack. There were some rumors about how dangerous it was to leave in the night but I didn't care. All I wanted was freedom from my father and my pack.

At last, I caught sight of a car approaching down the road, and an adrenaline rush surged through me. With no time to spare, I dashed into the middle of the street, arms outstretched in a desperate plea for it to stop. To my relief, the vehicle screeched to a halt just inches away. Overcome by a wave of exhaustion, I collapsed to the ground as the growling in my stomach reminded me that I had eaten all day.

“ Are you okay?” The man driving the car asked as he stepped out of his car, and I couldn't help but stare at him.

He was handsome. He was older than me. Probably too old but he was extremely handsome and in good physique. His hair was ruffled and I could see some hairs growing under his chin. I couldn't see his face very clearly though.

“ Let's take you to the hospital.” The mysterious stranger said, but I refused, shaking my head.

The only hospital within miles of here was inside the pack.

“ Help me escape, please,” I begged as I stared at him.

His gaze drifted over me, intense and unwavering, sparking a heat that prickled along my skin. I felt the weight of his eyes as if he were peeling away each layer, undressing me in the depths of his mind. A shocked gasp escaped me, and I instinctively covered my chest, realizing too late that I had bolted in such a rush that I’d forgotten a bra.

He sighed, as though aware of my embarrassment, then extended a hand to help me into the car. The moment I settled inside, a wave of relief swept over me, cooling the fear that had driven me here.

Minutes dragged by, stretching my nerves thin as I watched the stranger who had helped me stand outside, engrossed in a hushed phone call. A strange unease settled over me, but I brushed it aside, not wanting to seem ungrateful. To distract myself, I slipped a piece of chocolate into my mouth, the dark, velvety sweetness melting across my tongue, grounding me. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment of quietness and freedom.

Then the silence shattered.

When I opened my eyes, I felt my blood run cold. My father’s car was pulling up, a car I knew all too well.

“No… no, no, no,” I whispered, desperation clawing at my voice as I yanked on the door handle. It wouldn’t open.

A cold realization dawned on me, chilling me to the core. The stranger, my supposed savior had betrayed me.