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Amelia's POV

I glared at the two as they walked ahead of me.

What was I, trash? The plague?

I bit back a growl as Amy shot me back a smirk.

Bitch I will murder you.

I scowled and finally we made it to the building. We had to slow our walk because poor little Miss hoe decided to wear six inch heels so she kept on stumbling every which way on the damn parking lot asphalt.

Was it humorous? A little.

Was it annoying the hell out of me? Absolutely.

Especially when my mate caught her every time... he was so gentle with her. It made me sick.

Finally we made it to the entrance and walked inside.

I looked at all the Alphas and Lunas and gulped. There were so many.

I held my head high and followed my mate and his whore. I met the eyes of many and paused when I met cold familiar eyes.

What was he doing here? I froze as he eyed me.

He stood and made his way toward me. Yet something was different. He was older and seemed weaker. The alpha didn't radiate off him as much. He limped slightly.

He isn't dead?! my wolf barked in disappointment. I felt the same.

I thought for some blissful reason that my bastard of a father was dead. Maybe because to me he was... but now he was here, like some conjured up demon.

"Amelia?" He croaked and I flinched away from his voice.

"Father." I said and he looked me over.

"You've grown." He observed and I frowned. I glanced around and realized Kaden and Amy had disappeared.

"Yes I have. What do you want?" I hissed and he blinked and chuckled a bit.

"Just seeing my daughter." He said and I scowled. Music began playing and he smiled.

"A dance?" He asked holding out his hand and I stepped away.

"No." I snarled.

"I insist." My father said and pulled me to him.

I gulped as he held me close. A weird affection was burning in his eyes; a lust for me. My stomach churned.

His hands ran along my back and I could do nothing. The years of trauma and fear, I'm not sure, it rooted me in place; made me numb. I couldn't run. I couldn't speak.

It was like a horrible nightmare and I just wanted someone to wake me up.

My father smirked and spun me about while I tried to move my unfeeling legs with his so I wouldn't fall. I prayed the song would just end already. My eyes closed so I wouldn't have to look at the beast in front of me.

Yet I still felt his hands, his breath, his body...

I gasped in relief as he was ripped away from me. My eyes opened.

Kaden?

I looked at the man with blue eyes and was admittedly disappointed. Of course, it'd be him to save me. It was always him.

My hero who was not my mate. Who'd never be mine truly.

"Get back to the table now!" Axel snarled and my father flinched as he kicked him.

"Do you want me to kill him?" Axel whispered to me and I paused.

I looked at my bastard of a father and nodded.

Axel nodded and wrenched up my father by his shirt collar, "I warned you Julius." Axel growled and dragged my father away. Everyone had paused to see what was happening and my father let out a strangled growl as Axel gripped his throat.

They wrested a bit, but only because my father refused to go down. Soon Axel had him in a headlock.

"You will never harm her again." Axel snarled and with a sharp jerk of his arm a loud cracking was heard and my father slumped to the ground, but he was still breathing.

I stepped slowly toward his body and growled. My hands twitched with rage and vengeance and my father looked at me from where he lay on the ground, his neck at an awkward angle.

"His life isn't mine to take." Axel said stepping back and I nodded curtly before I gripped my father's shirt collar and dragged him outside while he whimpered softly.

We were by a lake and I didn't hesitate to pull him out onto a dock. I let his paralyzed body drop beside the edge and I stood at the end staring out onto the dark, calm water. Moonlight reflected off of the surface of the lake. My hair blew gently in the warm wind.

I knew what I would do.

I turned to my father.

"You never taught me how to swim. Why not take a lesson now? You first." I growled and smirked at the fear sparkling in his eyes. I think he wanted to move, but he couldn't.

I crouched beside him and looked into his dark eyes.

"What do you say Dad?" I spat out the last word and he gulped.

"Please--" he began, but I cut him off and raked my nails down his face. He took in a pained breath. I stood and picked at my nails before looking down on him.

"May you drown in misery like I did everyday." I hissed and slashed over his arms watching the blood spill. I stepped away making sure to stay clean before pushing his body into the lake with my heeled foot.

He yelped when he could, but soon water was covering his mouth. He couldn't move his body. He could barely even move his head. So I watched the bubbles dance from his mouth and heard his gurgled cries until finally his head stopped moving and his cries would ring nevermore. Or so he thought.

I growled and reached in the water and hauled him out. He sputtered up water and I turned him so he could breathe right.

After a moment he came back and opened his dull eyes. He looked at me in shock and remorse.

"You don't deserve to die." I growled and he looked away from me.

"I-I," he croaked and I snarled softly.

"I'm s-sorry." He groaned and I blinked in shock.

"No one's ever sorry. They just realize the other person can dispense them." I growled surprised at myself. My father blinked slowly.

He was healing. I could sense it, but he didn't move to touch me, though I knew he could. He sat up and ran a hand through his sopping wet hair. His clothes clung to his body and I glared at him. He looked old and frail and I hated him. But most of all I hated the pity stabbing my heart.

I didn't want to pity him. Yet part of me broke, part of me told myself that he was still my father... that he could be better.

"Amelia I'm really sorry... I was so stupid and horrible and I'm sorry." He said and then he was sobbing. I looked away from him and ignored the throbbing inside of me.

"You will go inside and you will behave; do you understand?" I growled and my father nodded. I helped him stand and he trailed me inside. His soaking wet shoes and such squished as he walked.

I looked away from him as he took a seat at a table. Everyone watched curiously.

I backed away from the table and gasped as I ran into someone.

"You okay?" I sighed and turned.

"I'm fine Axel." I said and the man looked at me.

"You sure?" He asked and I nodded.

"You're Alpha now?" I asked and he nodded pride showing in his eyes.

"Yes I am." He said and I smiled softly.

"Alpha Axel." I said testing it out and he smirked.

"Luna Amelia." He said back and I felt a small small frown mar my grin.

"If only everyone else thought like you Axel." I whispered and suddenly he was hugging me. I let out a sigh and laid my head against his chest.