Her cursed Alpha

~Sheila~

"Wake up Sheila,"

"Sheila, wake up," The inaudible voice and repetitive taps on my shoulder from my sister Tyla made me open my eyes as I lazily turned my back to see her kneeling down beside me.

The look on her face was laced with worry and confusion which made me lazily lift my weak body from my old worn-out mattress.

"What is it? Tyla." I asked anxiously when I noticed how strange she was acting, but she quickly paused my lips with her finger, shaking her head in the process for me not to say anything.

"We need to leave at once," she announced. Still maintaining her unusually calm voice as she signaled with her hands for me to stand up with her, but I didn't bulge.

"Leave where? What's going on Tyla? You're acting very strange right now." I muttered in a low tone as well, but she didn't say anything but instead tiptoed to the door and bent her head closer to the door knob.

"He is coming." she said and I swallowed hard.

"Who is coming, what is going-," I wanted to ask her what was going on, but she rushed to my side and closed my mouth with her palms.

"You need to hide

Sheila. Right now," She said, shaking, and something about the way she spoke made me frightened, but before I could say anything to her. I heard my father's loud voice.

"Where is that good for nothing Sheila, come out right now!" my father thundered from outside my room and I could hear his footsteps approaching.

"Hide, Hide, Hide," Tyla muttered before pushing me inside my wardrobe and closing the door which was half broken.

"Where is she?" I heard my father's voice again as the door clicked open.

"Where the hell is Sheila? Tyla," my father fired after a brisk moment had passed, and his earlier question wasn't answered by Tyla.

I cowered inside my tiny wardrobe which could only fit a 5-year-old as fear and curiosity of fear of the unknown enveloped my body.

If not for one Tyla, I would have stepped out of the wardrobe to meet my father's usual beating, but the fact Tyla came to my room and forced me to hide meant that there was a bigger reason for my father's presence than his usual maltreatment.

My name is Sheila Virgo, and I'm the second daughter among the 3 daughters of Virgo Giovanni.

My father is the Alpha of the SilverClaws pack. The second-strongest wolf pack among all the wolf kingdoms.

Ever since my mother died and left me with my father and my step-family. I have faced a very rough and tough time in my family accompanied by various maltreatment from my stepmother and harsh beatings from my father, who treated me like garbage while he treated my step-sisters like precious jewels.

Tonight is an example of how chaotic and non-peaceful my life has always been.

"As you can see, Sheila is not in the room now. I just walked in here seconds ago, and I didn't see her," Tyla lied as her voice broke me out of my thoughts.

"Are you saying Sheila was not here when you came in?" My father voiced and I swallowed hard. Afraid he would discover I was hiding inside the wardrobe.