C3 Into the blinding light

Aelia

"AELIA YOU BITCH! HOW LONG DO YOU PLAN TO SLEEP!" My stepmother yelled when she burst through the door of my hotel room. Her high-pitched and shrill voice made me jolt out of bed wide awake. My heart jumped into my throat pounding hard, as I tried to remember where I was. I barely got out of bed when the door was kicked open again and my stepsister entered. Luna Sofia was my stepmother and my father's fated mate. She was a woman filled with hate and jealousy. And her daughter my sister took every ounce of her personality and looks raising it to the next level.

"Look Mom this wench is ignoring you!" Natasha squicked pointing her slim bony finger in my direction. And that one sentence made Sofia frown, accenting, even more, the wrinkles she tried to hide under thick layers of foundation.

"I-I wasn't..." I tried to explain. But even before I could finish the sentence, I felt a strong tug as she grabbed my hair. One move, and she threw me to the floor.

"Who let you talk to me you mutt!" How could I forget? I clenched my hands into small fists and pressed them to the floor. As much as my father liked to hear me explain and bend to his will, my stepmother hated the sound of my voice.

"RIP THEM APART" Samira howled in my head. But I knew I couldn't. I have been starved for so long. Allowed only a few drops of blood to keep me alive. But too little to make me strong. And at the same time, my wolf was denied, caged, and kept at bay with Wolf's bane in my food.

"She's not even acknowledging your presence Mommy!" Natasha barked, as she stepped closer to Sofia. "She's the same as that whore of her mother!" I felt rage burning inside me, as my body trembled. I despised being this weak. All I ever wanted when I was younger was to rip their tongues out and watch them choke on their own blood. Hatred fueled my will to live for so long. Until I realized I was the one choking on the emotions I could not afford.

"I don't even know why we brought you! But don't disgrace our family tonight, don't go doing any of those dirty things your mother did either!" She clicked her tongue and continued. "I can't believe you and my darling are sisters! You are not even close to comparing to her!"

"Mommy!" Natasha looked into her mom lovingly. And even though I still keep my eyes locked on the floor, I knew what they looked like. This scene was something that happened quite often. They were probably staring at each other's green eyes, smiling with affection. Even the thought of that made me want to barf. After giggling for a minute straight, I felt my stepmother's eyes fall back on me.

"I expect you on your best behavior. And we will also be announcing your engagement tonight. Don't embers your sister." With those words, they left. And I finally relaxed my body and lay down on the floor. My emotions raged, and Samira kept howling in me. It has been so long since I felt this much. And I knew why. There was no Wolf's bane in my food since we left Russia. They can't present a sick wolf to the world's Alfas. But that also meant that my raw emotions and desires bubbled to the surface ready to explode and engulf me. Because I ran from them, I never understood them, never controlled them... And that scared me.

I tried to calm down but to no avail. Hours passed since I woke up, but I didn't move a muscle nor did I at any point peel my eyes off the ceiling. Not until my ears picked up the noise of people moving in a hurry, and realized that they started getting ready for the Alpha meeting. And that was my cue to move as well. So after looking like a dead body for hours I finally moved to the bathroom. A hot shower tingled my skin, relaxing my pent-up body. As I helplessly ran my hands all over it, as if to clean off the dirty touch of the people I hated. But no matter how much I scrubbed, I still felt tainted. My emotions surfaced again, but this time I felt defeated, defiled, dirty, and humiliated. Samira whimpered at my sorrow. I rubbed so hard that I broke my skin. And blood dyed the water red. But no matter how much it ripped, It also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. I couldn't even control my own body. My soul was not just imprisoned in these walls of marble and concrete, but my flesh and blood as well. I wanted to scream, wanted to run away. But I was scared and in turn pathetic. After my thoughts emptied out, down the drain with the water and blood I was ready to start my first and final play.

I dragged my naked body back to the room, surprised that there were two boxes on the bed with a letter.

"Wear this and be ready. Sergei will be picking you up at nine, he will be your date to the party, as your fiance. Don't anger him and listen well! The dress is my old dress, I think it will fit you perfectly. -Natasha"

It was a plain and simple dress. It was soft to the touch, white as snow. I was surprised to see such a dress. But then again they can't make me look bad without spitting in their own faces. But it made me feel uncomfortable. The upper part accented my plump breasts and revealed my back. The skirt was long hugging my hips tight and falling down to the floor. With a slit on the side showing my whole left leg. It had no decorations, no patterns, nothing. It is no wonder my sister gave it to me, it was too plain for her to like. In the same box, there was one pearl necklace that reached my collarbones. My hair I raised into a messy bun. In the smaller one, there was a pair of simple silver heels with open toes and a strap around my ankles. As for makeup I wasn't given much. A foundation that I didn't even need, eyeliner, mascara, and red lipstick. But for the first time as I looked in the mirror I liked what I saw.

"Come out!" An arrogant voice yanked me back to reality. And I knew who it belonged to. My trembling hand opened the door, and I was met with a man in a black tuxedo. His face was not bad. But at the same time, it looked arrogant and rude. The moment he saw me his eyes widened, and a slight whistle escaped his thin lips. The way he looked at me was heated as if he was pealing my clothes off of me, it made me feel disgusted and naked.

"Not bad, not bad" He mumbled. "Im tempted to taste you even before our wedding night. But then again a whore like you probably wouldn't mind that." Those words made my heart tighten and a slight chill passed my body. "Let's go." He placed his hand on my naked back, brushing my skin with his sticky fingers. Samira growled and raged in my mind, and my stomach started spinning. We passed through long dark stone hallways and made our way to the two huge golden doors. As if he sensed us on the other side, I hear a voice yell.

"Now entering Sergei Ivanovic Beta of the Silver Lake, and Mis Aelia Van Hith!"

As the door separated, and strong light entered my vision I once again wore an emotionless mask on my face. Deadly calm, ready to face what was waiting. I stepped into the blinding light ready to play my final peace, in this cruel play my family arranged for me.