Chapter five

Allen's pov: 

Before Amelia fainted, I rushed toward her and caught her in time.

I engulfed her tight before lying her down slowly to avoid mistakenly touching her wounds. 

I tried to know if I could wake her up, leaning a bit, I noticed that her heart was chaotic and that caused fear to slip into my scared gaze. I was worried that she couldn't wake up. 

I could still remember vividly the day that they brought her inside this pack, she was pretty and chubby, but she seemed scared. 

Our father refused to tell us the truth about where and how they came in contact. 

He only told us that the pack challenged them and outraged him so he got annoyed and engaged in a fight with them and that's how the girl came into existence.

I couldn't buy that lie, I knew my father quite well to be the one that attacked innocent people and the other way about.

But my brother Albin bought the lie, I wasn't surprised at his action because he was the same as the old cruel man.

And we made it our everyday routine to torture and bully her from a tender age. 

She becomes our slave and of the pack at a tender age. 

I didn't want to disobey my father or brother though I secretly sent her ointment and food without anyone's notice. 

But today I am fed up with the way she was treated, I am tired of staying calm and allowing them to toss her around like she is a nobody.

I can't deny the fact that I do care about her. I am so fed up with Albin's brutality. 

I have been working hard to accept the omegas business into the pack for over the past few years. 

I have been looking for a way to send Amelia out of the pack and her eighteenth birthday was the perfect opportunity but everything got ruined.

In fact, when I saw how Amelia was ridiculed at the party, I wanted to step up and help but I was stopped by Ryan, my beta friend. 

I thought that it could be good for my plan to endure it at that time. 

Though I wasn't expecting Albin to beat Amelia to death, I knew that Albin could easily go out of control, so when I saw Albin beating Amelia harder and harder. 

I couldn't restrain my inner impulse so I held my elder brother's hand trying to stop him.

But under Albin's tough gaze, I suddenly let go of his hand. 

I thought that Amelia would just support herself a little more and that today I could send her out of the pack but I was just exaggerating.

Watching Albin beat her with a whip, every whip seemed to hit me as well. 

As the whip landed across her back so was it also breaking me yet I couldn't do anything to lessen her pain. 

Her cry broke me and left my heart shattered. She doesn't deserve this but so sad I couldn't do anything.

She needed me yet I failed her.

I planned to help her escape but I couldn't seem to save her from the wicked snarl of my brother.

She trusted me but I betrayed her and left her in pain.

My heart hurts and stings, she deserved to experience happiness. She needed to feel what it is to feel loved.

I hate the fact that I couldn't stand up to my brother but I am damn tired of him hurling me around and involving me in his ferocious behaviors. 

I pray that she survives this and I promise to stand by her if she in any way survives and pulls through this pain.

I don't care if siding with her will result in a problem between my family and I. 

I kept shaking her to wake up, her impulse is faint and this scares me. Album went damn far and I won't keep calm anymore.

I wanted to think of a way to move her out of the room but I couldn't make a move. 

I shook off the restlessness within and tried to take a walk, I tried to take a step but couldn't seem to make a move.

I looked down at her innocent face on my arms, she looked goddamn harmless and innocent. 

Her full plump rosy lips were slightly parted sideways, she is truly a beaut I can't deny that.

With her in my arms, it felt like I wasn't holding anything. She is too fragile and weightless, she looked small not that she looked but she is truly tiny. 

I wasn't surprised by her stature because she isn't well-fed in this pack despite her doing the most work here. 

I appreciate her strongest for her to be able to survive it here in the pack with all the hate and daily torture. 

I shook her yet nothing happened, I tugged her black flowy hair behind her ears. I blew at her face to know if her brow could twitch scantily. 

After all my effort she seemed not to wake up, but when all hope was lost I felt she had a shallow consciousness. 

A smile slipped across my lips at that but my smile got wiped out as I stared at her face.

It was as if she was battling to breathe well, I watched with panic as her heart heaved up and down continually. 

I turned quickly and held her hands, squeezing them to assure her that I am there with her. She smiled sadly and looked away with a sigh.

"You….. Have been good to me," I dazed at her words.

"I know that you have been the one sending me those ointments and every other thing," she smiled sadly before proceeding with what she was saying. I was stunned to hear that from her. 

I thought that she had no idea of everything but I was just hallucinating because this girl is goddamn smarter than I thought.

"Huh….." She let out a bitter laugh.

"Why have you been good to me knowing fully well that I am a torturing object in front of your elder brother?" 

I opened my mouth and closed it instantly as no word seemed to be coming out of my lips, how do I answer her? 

Why am I good to her knowing fully well that could cause a problem between my family and I if they by any chance find out?

"You are a good person," she compliments.

"You don't seem the same as your family……. You are different from them all," she barely whispered. 

I wanted to tell her to calm down and stop talking as I noticed how she struggles to speak up but my tongue seemed tangled with my teeth. 

"If I was given another chance…." She smiled bitterly before saying the word that had me at the edge. 

"If I am given another chance, I could hope for you to be my mate," 

I gently caressed her cheeks earning a sad smile from her before I felt her stifled in front of me. 

I tremendously shook her repeatedly with my eyes wide open before pulling her tiny body toward me.

I engulfed her lifeless body in my arms, hearing her words and seeing Amelia die in my arms caused Ethan, my wolf, to let out a strong howl. 

"Augghh…….!!"