*Tessa Hill's POV*
Listening to my Father speak and acting as if nothing is coming out is my favourite thing to do. The big bad Alpha of the black moon pack Zarth Hill. He believes he's all and mighty but not everyone knows the all knowing, all mighty alpha they believe him to be. I sure wish they could take a step in my shoes for a day.
"Tess" I hear Brooke, my step mothers irritating voice causing me to look up with an annoyed look.
"What" I bark back with a slight laugh at the end knowing exactly what she's probably calling me out for.
"Listen to your father did you even hear what he said to you" she practically screeches as my eyes go from her to my father to all the other staff in the pack house. I just shake my head no and keep my mouth shut.
"The Alpha king is throwing a ball in favour of his son getting back from his 2 year deployment. Every pack is invited. He went to serve to make himself a better man so he can take his thrown as the new king. He's looking for his mate blah blah blah. Im not repeating myself for you. You are to stay here and watch your brothers." my father crosses his arms and uses a voice any wolf in our pack would practically roll over for after the first word out of his mouth. I let a laugh slip my mouth and I throw my hand up to cover it.
"So i'm not aloud going? The only daughter of yours the true luna of this pack isn't aloud to go and represent her own pack and possibly find her mate as well? That is completely not fair." I stand off of the chair i'm sitting in and slam my hand on the table in front of me. I barely get out of the pack house and this may be one of my only excuses to. I wasn't stepping down from this I don't care how much trouble he gives me for this.
"If Rose is staying then she can care for the kids. This isn't fare." I cross my arms and stand straight as I see my father slowly get angrier and angrier, its like I can see the steam coming from his ears. Rose is our maid and my seamstress.
"I don't care. I said so and you must do as I say wether you like it or not. Quit bringing your mother into this. You are to watch the kids. The ball is in three days. Since you don't care to pay attention anyways, you can go to your room." he's a prick. I hate him. I roll my eyes and walk to my room on the other side of the pack house.
I collapse on my bed after closing the door and just stare up at my celing thinking about what I can do to go to the party. Is it even worth trying to defy my fathers orders?
I think I zoned out. I hear my fathers footsteps coming down the hallway and by the way he was stomping I can tell he's pissed. I close my eyes and place both of my hands over them as I focus on my breath. I hear my door swing open and I can practically feel the heat coming off of my father his scent was intense and I could tell he was angry.
"You always have to make me look like a fucking joke in front of the pack and my wife don't you? you're such a greedy little bitch." he spits out causing a laugh to slip my lips. He almost sounds drunk.
"You do a good job at doing that yourself. I also don't give a fuck what your wife thinks and neither should you, she isn't your mate." I laugh again and sit up now staring into my fathers eyes.
"Do not disrespect me Tess. You've dug yourself into a hole when your mother left and you continue to dig yourself deeper and deeper. Act like a woman not a kid and maybe id let you represent our family for once. Stop acting like such a spoiled brat" He starts to shout and I knew what was coming next but that didn't stop me from opening my mouth.
"Your blaming what you call behaviour issue on me? Look how you treat me. You're an alpha yes but you're also my father and haven't been acting like one since that stupid bitch came around and ruined everything. This isn't my fault this is your fault! Don't blame me for your mistakes like always." I stand and start to get angry as well. He is ridiculous.
Suddenly I feel a harsh stinging pain on the side of my face causing my cheek to start heating up. I cover my cheek and look up at my father stunned as if this were the first Time he laid his hands on me.
"Do not speak harshly about your step mother, she is the best thing that has happened to all of us." He says so shocked, he sounded offended.
"You're the only one who feels that way. I don't care about her and I certainly don't care to listen to you. I'm going to that ball wether you like it or not." I say through my teeth. If only I could run this pack. This would not be happening in my pack house its nonsense.
"If you have the strength" My father laughs as I feel an extreme force to the side of my face.
"You are a stupid, Spoiled rotten, little bitch. You don't deserve to be my daughter." he says as he starts to throw punches at my stomach making me fall to my knees.
"You don't listen or respect anyone and you need to start doing so or it's not gonna end well" he yells as he kicks my ribs with every word out of his mouth.
I let the sobs leave my lips as I just cover my face and try to curl into a ball. I close my eyes and take the blows knowing if I try to get away or fight back it'll only make it worse. He grunts and swears until he's used all his energy on me to calm himself down and walks out of my room, slamming my door shut as he does so.
I keep my eyes shut and slowly rock myself back and forth trying to make the pain go away. It rarely does though.
He is no longer my father, he hasn't been for a while. He is an evil man and the woman I have to call my step mother made him that way. My mother left when she found out about their affair. I never knew of a mate hurting his other half so bad. It ruined the whole pack we lost more then half our pack and the only reason i'm still here is because my mother left without telling anyone.
I slowly get up and carefully make my way into my bathroom attached to my room. I turn the shower on and undress myself. I look up into the mirror and look at my skinny bruised malnourished body. I think it's been 13 days since the last time I ate. I just no longer feel hungry. You wouldn't be able to tell when i'm dressed truly how skinny I have gotten over the last few months. The one thing i'm thankful for is my wolf being healthy. I don't shift in front of people, as far as everyone in my pack knows, I don't have a wolf. The reason for that being she's white with purple eyes. Growing up training with my mom, she knew I was different and had to be hidden from other wolves. White wolves have power over other wolves that not even alphas have. They are dangerous if not raised and trained properly. I was raised to know when the only times to use my wolf were and that's not very many.
"We will be free soon I promise, we need to wait for the right time" I hear my wolf whisper and I feel her start to heal my ribs.
I slowly breathe in and out and then step into the running water in my shower. I sit under the shower head letting the water run down my back as I close my eyes. I take my luffa and wash my body before getting out of the shower after turning the water off. I make my way to my room and lay in my bed with just a towel wrapped around me. I wrap myself around my body pillow and feel tears silently roll down my cheeks. I reach for my lamp and turn it off before closing my eyes and trying to sleep hoping it will help my body and make the pain go away.
