I skipped cautiously through the woods, my torn beige dress was swaying with my movements and dipping into the mud that my bare feet were coming in contact with.

I didn't mind the feeling of the dirty brown goo that my feet touched because it felt good to finally be outside — the sky was bright, the sun was shining and there wasn't a single cloud in sight.

My tiny little feet continued skipping and sending bits of mud everywhere, my frail hands held onto the sides of my dress — tugging it upwards a bit as I started running with a huge smile on my ten year old face.

I gushed at the sight of the wilderness and the small bunnies that ran by my side, a soft breeze nipped at my cheeks — I felt at peace, for once.

Suddenly, the sound of quick footsteps made my ears perk up, my heartbeat started racing and I felt my cheeks flush nervously. The scent that clouded my nostrils made my whole entire body come to a stop.

"How dare you leave Pack grounds and your duties, without permission?" His voice was loud, and menacing, it sent shivers down my spine. I slowly turned around, my hands crumpled my dress as they clenched tightly.

"I-I'm so sorry, I finished all my duties, I swear I did!" I stated anxiously, my eyes pleading him to believe me but his dark eyes only sparkled with complete disgust — my stomach fell.

"You do not finish, until I say you do! Do you understand me?" He all but growled out, his coal colored eyes narrowed and I gulped lowly while frantically nodding my head; he smirked.

"But, I still think you need a lesson." He claimed strongly, nodding his head when he finished and snarling happily; I sobbed out in complete fear while violently shaking my head, my hands intertwined before me as I begged him.

"Please, daddy! Don't hurt me, please! I did nothing wrong, please! I didn't mean to leave, I-I just needed some fresh air! Please!" I pleaded quickly, my knees coming in contact with the mud as I rocked back and forth, tears swam down my cheeks as I watched him; he was smirking, his sadistic side peeking through the blank face he always had around me.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I taught you better then this my dear. You never beg, because begging only makes me want to hurt you more." And in a flash he was right in front of me, I screamed loudly — my whole entire body froze over the mud as I gazed up at him through my glossy vision.

I gulped as my heartbeat increased almost painfully, I crawled away from him — my whole body from my forearms down was covered in mud, but at this moment I just didn't want to face my fathers wrath.

He laughed evilly, clapping his hands in satisfaction as he managed to once again scare me.

"Let's go baby, it's time for you to learn what happens when you do things without permission." He stated, his words were soft and teasing, his eyes wide in mock to my state before he swiftly grabbed me and pulled me back to the Pack grounds.

I thrashed around and screamed loudly, begging anyone to save me from my crazed father — but nobody did, they just watched their Alpha forcefully yank his daughter to where he would beat her to a pulp once again.

"Please daddy!" I screamed on repeat, my small feet kicking at the ground, while my heels tried holding me back, but the Alpha was much stronger and with one swift punch to my jaw, he managed to knock me out and pull me away quicker then ever.

No matter how loudly I begged or cried, nobody ever cared. Nobody will ever care.

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My eyes slowly opened, I felt so tired — but I fought against the urge to sleep, because I knew that I was hungry, and I knew that I had to eat.

My eyes adjusted to the light that shined in the room, and I pushed up against the sheets below me, so my back hit the headboard.

I felt weaker then usual, my body felt so drained but I knew that I had to get up because food was a necessity for me now.

I groaned loudly as I pushed myself off of the bed, my back was so sore and my chest felt extremely tight, I gagged lowly but I didn't feel like throwing up; not this time.

I walked on my painful heels — almost limping out of the room while placing a single hand on my hip, not bothering to change out of the damp clothes that were sticking to my dirty body.

My baggy rosy shirt was darker in shade, and felt almost thicker seeing as it had absorbed the water from before and my pants were sticking directly onto my skin, making it almost uncomfortable as I walked.

The door shut behind me, and I walked through the halls almost as if I expected something to happen; or someone to show up in front of me, but as soon as I reached the grand staircase I realized I was just being paranoid.

This time, none of the curious gazes from the Pack-mates bothered me, I just shrugged off their judging eyes as they burned holes into my skin; keeping my mind on the food that I needed to eat, all while staying away from a certain someone.

I inhaled deeply as the scent of eggs and salad filled my nostrils, my stomach growled loudly making my back ache more, I flinched at the feeling that had taken place in my lower back; it felt as though something was swirling inside of me.

I shrugged it off before sitting at the dining table, where Dina and Elijah were sitting, I smiled weakly at them in greeting, they did the same before continuing their conversation.

I leaned my body against the chair with a low groan, my hand falling over my stomach before rubbing it gently, trying my hardest to ease the weird feeling that was still swirling inside of me like a slithering snake.

"Are you alright, Celine?" Elijah asked cautiously, his wide eyes roaming down my clothes; I knew he was disturbed by what I was clothed in because it looked like I was dunked into a pit of water — which I technically was.

"I'm fine." I replied politely, my hand stopped rubbing my stomach as soon as a plate of food was placed in front of me, I smiled eagerly before turning to look at the familiar Omega who seemed terrified of me.

"Thank you." I stated softly, my eyes probably shone brightly with the apology that I needed to give her, and she looked shocked for a second before she smiled at me and with a curt nod of her head, she walked away.

"Are you sure you're fine? You don't look too good." Dina said warily, her raven colored hair was pulled into a ponytail as her intense eyes tried reading me; I put on a bright smile while nodding my head frantically — not wanting to worry them.

Quickly, I grabbed onto the fork and ate the eggs that were placed before me, my stomach grumbled with each intake of food and I felt little satisfied growls leave my lips.

All too quickly my plate was scraped clean and taken away from me, I was full but for some reason; I craved more food, but I didn't say anything.

"Well, I'm going to go take a shower, maybe later we could talk more." I told Elijah and Dina, their eyes were wide with concern and worry as I shakily stood up from the chair, my body too heavy to pull up — so I evidently struggled.

"Yes sure, but are you sure you're fine? Do you need help?" Dina asked while her eyes widened more, concern etched on her face but I just smiled as my eyes subconsciously welled up upon feeling a stab like pain in my chest.

I grunted lowly while quickly slapping my hand over my chest, where my heart was pounding quickly under the layers of my skin; both Elijah and Dina jumped out of their seats, even the Omega's turned to look at me.

I groaned when my lungs squeezed tightly and burning flames tickled my throat, I shut my eyes tightly and pressed my hands over the edge of the table to hold myself up; the feeling of loneliness erupted inside of me, dragging my body onto the chair once again.

"I-I can't breathe." I whispered breathlessly as I coughed and used one of my numb hands to shakily press against my throat, it felt as if something was trying to come out of me.

Elijah watched me with wide curious eyes and placed his hand on the small of my back, Dina ran out of the kitchen probably to get some help while my eyes burned with tears that wanted to shed, but I held them back.

I gagged loudly and let out rough, painful coughs that seemed to rip my throat open more, something thick was clogged inside of it and I couldn't breathe normally.

I pressed my hand over the skin of my neck, trying to eagerly push whatever wanted out, out. My chest was tight and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as I thrashed against the seat violently.

Elijah's hand was slapping harshly on my aching back, trying to help me and the front of my body slammed against the edge of the table making me grunt loudly.

Eager footsteps were heard entering the kitchen and screams sounded all around us as my upper-body fell lifelessly over the table.

I gagged and felt something pour out of me thickly, the substance tasted like penny and metal, I knew what it had to be as it covered my hands and the table.

My eyes were shut tightly as I coughed and Elijah continued slapping my back to help me, I was breathing heavily and my chest was heaving up and down crazily.

Tears were dragging down my cheeks and I shook in fear at the horrid and disturbing sight before me, my arms were covered in pitch black blood, the table was holding a pool of the blood that I was previously choking on.

I removed my hands from the table and watched the blood drip off of me while silent tears lingered on my cheeks, I turned my gaze to look at who entered the kitchen and my face fell.

Dustin and Marina stood side by side behind Dina's small body, he watched me intensely with some kind of emotion swimming in his eyes and Marina couldn't remove her gaze from the blood.

"M-Marina." I whispered hoarsely, using my bloody hand to wipe the tears that were on my cheeks, probably applying more blood to my face — her gaze snapped to mine all too quickly while she nodded her head frantically with furrowed brows.

"Call Luke for me." I stated quietly, my body leaning against the seat tiredly as my eyes fought to stay open; everyones worried yet terrified gaze remained plastered on me but I didn't mind.

"Of c-course." Marina replied in confusion before using her mind-link to call her Mate, I inhaled shakily before placing a numb hand over my stomach and rubbing it gently; Dustin's gaze followed my movements and the same emptiness and loneliness from before erupted in me making me wince — he quickly looked away.

"Princess, you called." Luke suddenly said as he walked into the room, his wide alert gaze on the blood that coated both me and the table, before coming back to look directly at me.

"Call my parents, tell them that their daughter is dying. I need them here, tell them to come here. I have something important to tell them, but if they do not come in time, I shall write them a letter and I want you to bring it to them." I ordered softly, my bottom lip trembled at my words and his eyes widened, they took in my face and finally looked at me as if he realized that I truly was dying, his face fell before he dropped to his knee in respect; everyone watched in confusion.

"You are my Princess, I was ordered to protect you and be at your service. Anything you order me to do shall be considered done, for I will be at your complete service till the day you pass. You can trust me." At the end of his statement he showed me his neck and let out a small, broken howl since he now knew that a Royal shall once again be gone.

I smiled weakly while sobbing out loudly, my eyes burning with unshed tears as I gazed at everyone in the room, my heart shattered at all of the sad faces that watched me.

"Thank you." I whispered before walking out of the kitchen and going back to Marina's room, I needed to shower and clean myself then start writing the letter.

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Dear Family,

It had been a true blessing to finally be reunited with you, and I know you've heard what will happen to me from Luke, but I wasn't sure if you would get here in time to see me before I pass. I am writing this letter to you because there is one last thing I need you guys to do for me, find my son Arsenio and guard him under your wing — raise him to become a man like my brother Axel and you, my father. I also have news that I need to share with you, I am currently pregnant and I do not know what I am carrying, I just want you guys to know that if this baby hopefully survives in my other form; take her/him too, guide the child without me because I do not trust it to be with anyone other then you guys, my family. If this pup is a female please name her Ophelia, she shall live life the way I can only wish I had and if it is a boy, I allow Dustin to name him whatever he chooses and I want him to be raised to become a warrior with a pure heart of gold. Sorry if I am asking for too much but that is my one last wish, I love you all and I am sorry for being a weak daughter and sister.

Sincerely yours,
Celine Diamond

P.S. S 'agapó kai eínai kalá (I love you and be well)