Guilt

The dazzling golden lights illuminated the room, erasing the darkness and blurring the sinful deeds of last night. Tortures which the Alpha reflected to sate his insatiable hunger were printed on the fragile figure who was wrapped in a thin white sheet. His handprints were visible on every inch of her skin as Xavier made sure to carve his name deep into her soul so that she remembers him forever.

Feeling the scorching rays of the sun on her face, Grace groggily opened her eyes. Unlike the usual days, she felt much refreshed and energetic. A smile ghosted over her lips but no sooner she turned, a wince escaped her mouth as she was welcomed with a searing pain that nearly cracked her bones.

“Ahh!! What the-”

She groaned out loud and tried to move her legs only to hiss out in pain. She couldn’t feel them. Mustering up some strength, she tried sitting up when a bone-chilling shock struck her.

A man nearly thrice the size of her was lying beside her. The first thing she noticed was a giant tattoo on his back as he was naked. It was exquisite but it only made her heart pound crazily. Grace couldn’t see his face nor she wanted to since he was sleeping on his stomach with his arms resting on both sides of his head.

“W-What happened?”

Fear danced in her eyes. Ignoring the pain, Grace stood up with a jerk only to gasp in horror. She was naked.

“N-No...”

Her eyes welled up as she calculated the possibilities mentally. She shook her head not wanting to believe it when her eyes landed on a huge blood stain on the sheets near her lower region. Confronting her with her biggest sin.

Grace stiffened, her face turning pale in realization.

‘She had sex’

It was normal considering she was an adult but the thing was...

She ended up losing her virginity to a stranger.

The girl gasped for air as the bitter reality was powerful enough to choke her to death.

She just broke up with Felix. How come she let his betrayal impact her so much? She lost her sanity and ended up doing such a horrendous crime.

She wasn’t human. How come she risked her father’s safety just to get over a stupid heartbreak?

What if she had revealed her identity to that stranger?

Grace grabbed her head and squeezed her eyes tightly as she tried to remember last night’s events. But all she could see was darkness.

Grace continued pressuring her mind trying to get a single clue that could give her answers when a low groan shook her. Terrorized, Grace quickly morphed into a statue as she peered at the man who jerked a bit. But luckily, he fell asleep making her sigh in relief.

“I should leave”

She can ponder over these issues later because staying here would invite more trouble. Biting her lips, Grace slipped from the bed and carried her weight to the floor ’cause she couldn’t walk. She tried to find her dress only to find torn shreds of fabric littered all over the floor.

“How will I leave from here?”

Tears leaked down her eyes but Grace quickly composed herself. And as if God listened to her prayers, she immediately found a black tee near the left foot of the bed. Grace didn’t think twice and slipped into it. Her legs ached a lot but she somehow managed to fit into Xavier’s black cargo pants. It was too loose so she folded them twice around her waist.

Without dallying further, she made a blind dash out of the room. She just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

Her breath hitched when she trudged through the dark hallways that were reeking of alcohol and smoke. Her stomach churned in disgust watching naked people sleeping on the floor in a position that was way too uncomfortable to watch. Some were on the floor while some were sprawled on the couch. Grace hurried to the exit when she saw two naked girls on top of a man. Her steps faltered but she just ran away from there.

Grace continued running with her bare feet not even caring about the agonizing pain that was scalding her nether region. The people looked at her confused while some threw weird glances her way because of the way she was dressed. She looked comical.

Her legs couldn’t bear the pain anymore and finally gave up. Grace fell on the ground with a loud thump and that’s when her dam broke.

Loud sobs escaped her mouth recalling those freaks in that disgusting club. But the question was does she even hold the right to bad mouth anymore when she did the same thing?

The reality was a tight slap on her face. Because no matter how much she tries to run from it she can’t deny the fact that she used sex to get rid of the pain of heartbreak.

“G-God, what have I done?” Fisting her hair, Grace pulled it in frustration. “How can I let Felix scatter me completely? There’s no way I can ever justify it.” She cried and buried her face in her palms.

People sort to different ways to subdue their pain. Some fight it, some seek help from family or friends while some enter that dark loop that only revolves around three things, sex, drugs, and alcohol. Grace chose the latter one because she didn’t have the courage to face it. Her biggest mistake was that she kept things to herself which made her solely responsible for the consequences.

But can crying turn things right? Grace raised her head and wept while staring at the white clouds scattered on that blue canvas.

“I made a grave mistake, Mum. Werewolves live with a commitment. A promise to protect each other even if it costs them their life. But I sacrificed everything last night. I don’t know whether I revealed my identity to him or not but staying here will be too risky. What if I had told him everything? What if he comes after me and my pack?”

She couldn’t take this chance. Her mind conjured up with only pessimistic thoughts.

Clutching her chest, she shook her head, “No, I can’t be this selfish. Already I have risked my people by my reckless act. There might be a chance that I didn’t reveal anything but what if I had? And what if my pack has to face the repercussions? Even if I chose to stay, what if they came to know about this? Then what will I do? I can’t live with the constant fear of getting exposed. And what about Dad? How am I gonna face him now?′

Grace palmed her mouth as hiccups shook her violently. She was scared. Scared of facing her father, Rachel, and her pack. Nothing is going to be the same from now.

Grace was emotionally broken which drove her to take such a big step otherwise she was a simple, innocent, and elegant lady. Her world revolved around her father and Felix. The girl craved nothing but happiness for her loved ones. A wish which was too simple, and pleasant yet it turned so difficult for her to achieve it.

But what’s done is done. She can’t undo the circumstances instead face them. Wiping her tears, Grace composed herself and stood up on her wobbly legs. An immense pain instantly shot up in her core. She tried to suppress the pain but still, a tear slid down her cheek because that beast despite knowing that she was a virgin ruthlessly ruined her in the most inhumane ways.

Limping, Grace somehow managed to walk forward and flagged down a cab. Slipping inside, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

The happy face of her father flashed in her mind. He believed in her and had so many expectations. But she poured water on all his expectations. She placed Felix above everything and turned blind in his love.

No sooner had his betrayal struck her mind than a wave of sheer rage surged through her veins. She had lamented enough but he doesn’t deserve it. He didn’t even come to check up on her. Grace was ashamed of herself for loving that selfish bastard.

Grace looked outside the window taking one last glance at the place where she would never come again.

She was going to leave everything behind and start afresh. Her father will survive and it’s better if she stays away from her. He was the leader of their pack and those people held immense respect for him. They needed him more than her. She would happily sacrifice everything to save his father’s reputation.

“Where to lady?” The driver asked her confused wondering why she looked so lost.

Closing her eyes, Grace turned to the front and rolled the windows up.

“Springfield.”