The Other World.

In the living room, Amelia's grandfather, mother, and father were seated, their faces stern. Amelia stood before them, her head downcast, tears slowly falling onto her feet. Was it really so wrong to resist him? She was acutely aware that her greatest critics were her family members, especially her grandfather. Poor Amelia.

"You foolish child! Haven't you grown tired of being a failure?" Mrs. Dave spat, her voice tinged with rage.

"Look at this family," Grandfather admonished, pointing at Amelia. "I led this pack as if it were my only possession and handed it over to your father. He and his wife have run it with their very essence, sacrificing everything for the pack's happiness. No one shirked their duty or was useless. Why must you be the exact opposite?"

Mr. Dave simply shook his head, at a loss for words, his eyes filled with disappointment and contempt as he stared at his daughter.

Insults continued to rain down on Amelia. Was this how life was meant to be? When even her family didn't believe or trust her, who would? She had run all the way home, only to be met with scorn and threats.

After what seemed an eternity, Mr. Dave finally spoke. "If Alpha Azrael refuses to marry you, I promise to make your life a living hell. You'll wish you were dead."

Death? What was Amelia even living for? With such abuse and suffering, would she even want to return to this life if given another chance?

Amelia's face reddened as tears flowed freely. No one was on her side; this rejection had been the theme of her life.

"You are an utter disgrace to our family, to our pack! You didn't deserve to be born," her father declared, his words cutting deep.

"We've provided everything for you!" Grandfather, a former king of the pack, said with disgust. "Your father raised you to be the next queen of this pack, but you're nothing but a powerless wolf in name only."

"You couldn't even do this small favor to save your pack? How can you be so selfish, thinking only of yourself?" her father demanded.

Amelia's thoughts were a whirlwind, struggling to understand where it had all gone wrong. Was it her lack of power? Had she been too obedient? As she pondered, tears cascaded down her face.

She did her best to hide her injured foot, fearing more ridicule. Her head hung in shame as the insults continued, each word stabbing at her like a physical wound.

"At times, I wonder if you're a witch," Mrs. Dave added.

Their words reverberated in her head: failure, useless, unwanted, powerless. Amelia's mind was in turmoil, her pain growing.

Amelia's voice trembled as she tried to apologize. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disappoint you. But he is 45 years old and I am just 18.”

"It doesn’t matter and Sorry doesn't cut it, Amelia!" her father bellowed. "You must take responsibility for your actions, not expect everything handed to you."

She felt cornered, attacked, and overwhelmed. All she wanted was to escape this nightmare.

Somehow, the pain and insults were not new. Their words only added to the emotional turmoil inside her.

An ordinary 18-year-old might be pampered by family, but not Amelia. She had never been given what she wanted, always striving to fulfill her parents' selfish desires.

Time and again, her parents reminded her of her worthlessness. Unable to control her tears, she cried inwardly, "What sort of life is this?"

•••••

Alpha Azrael walked towards the sofa and took a seat, staring at Amelia, who was trembling. Mr. Dave cleared his throat, "She's the reason why you're here, I presume?"

Alpha Azrael nodded. "Yes, we searched for her for hours, then the news came to us that she had run away from the palace. I just came here because I was very concerned."

"Don't worry, Alpha Azrael, she's brought false news," Mr. Dave replied.

Amelia's eyes widened in shock. How could they dismiss her so easily? The room filled with debate, accusations, and defenses, with Amelia's grandfather even pleading for mercy for his granddaughter.

After much pleading, Alpha Azrael decided to reconsider. "Can we have time alone, please? I need to talk to your daughter."

Mr. Dave nodded, Alpha Azrael led Amelia into the guest room, his eyes cold and unyielding. As soon as they were alone, he closed the door behind them and turned to face her.

"What were you thinking?" he demanded, his voice stern.

Amelia's eyes widened in fear. She began to shake even more. She had never had a serious conversation with Alpha Azrael before. The weight of his hand on her shoulder caused her legs to tremble.

"Speak up, what is your problem?" he shouted. "Did you think they would believe you?" He laughed and began to pace back and forth.

Amelia's throat felt dry; she tried to form words but could only stammer. "I... I thought..."

"You thought what?" he snapped, coming closer to her. His hot breath on her neck sent shivers down her spine. "You are nothing but a slave and a sex doll for me, child. That's what you'll be for the rest of your miserable life."

Amelia's heart pounded in her chest. The words were like daggers, piercing her very soul. She wanted to protest, to tell him he was wrong, but the fear in her eyes betrayed her.

He continued, his voice dripping with malice. "Shouldn't you be happy that a respected Alpha like me agreed to marry a useless wolf like you? Let me make this clear to you." He leaned in, his face inches from hers. "You're a piece of trash. I'm just doing your parents a favor by marrying you."

Tears welled in Amelia's eyes. The cruelty in his words was too much to bear. She felt trapped, with nowhere to turn.

He walked towards the door, pausing to look back at her one last time. "Get used to it, child. This is your life now." And with that, he left the room.

Amelia sat on the ground, broken and defeated. The weight of the words and the realization of her impending marriage to this cruel man were too much to handle.

The words hung in the air long after he had gone, echoing in her mind, a constant reminder of her new reality.

Even After he left, she can hear her family talking in the other room and continued to berate her, leaving her feeling choiceless and alone.

"How could she have say I sleep with other woman’s? I wanted a Luna but not a spoiled brat. I have a great name in our community. I don’t want to ruin it because of your daughter. If she doesn’t want to marry me, it’s fine. I can find another Woman better than your daughter. What else does your daughter want, Alpha Dave?” Alpha Azrael asked Mr. Dave.

"Don't worry about her, Alpha Azrael; she's just a child. Please forgive her.” Grandfather said.

The conversation continued, and nobody noticed when Amelia ran out of the house and headed for the pack's river.

Dragging her foot on the floor, she arrived at her destination. She sat by the waterside and began to reflect on her miserable life. She laughed with tears in her eyes, "What a life!"

She looked at herself in the river, the reflection of herself made her wonder. But she knew the only peace she would have in her life would be after her death.

She nodded her head smiling and said to herself, looking at her reflection in the river, “Goodbye cruel world." Those were the last words that came out of the mouth of the miserable girl.