The Cursed Lycan novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Ella's POV

My head banged wildly against the alarm beside my bed, causing my heavy eyes to open slowly as I grunted angrily under my breath. The noise jolted me out of my slumber so violently that I had to rush at the devilish instrument, turning it off roughly as if it were the source of my problems. I wish I could smash it on the floor, but I dare not, knowing the punishment that would follow.

My weak eyes trailed through the walls up to the slightly opened window in my room, and I could see it was dawn already. It was too early in the morning for anyone to get out of bed except for me. A loud hiss slipped from my lips as I hung my head low, feeling the heaviness of my heart. A rush of both anger and sadness was sweeping through me as my eyes burned and I struggled to keep my tears at bay.

Even when it had been barely two hours since I went to bed, it still felt like a second as my eyes were both heavy and fighting to close. I was very drowsy, and all my body badly craved was to lie back on the bed and go back to sleep. I was sitting up on the bed, leaning against the wall, while I repeatedly yawned and rubbed my eyes.

I was too weak to move my body away from the bed. The house was silent, as if no one lived there, but that wasn't the case; they were all asleep. All were enjoying their sleep while I was forced to wake earlier and do the house chores, even though I was always the last to go to bed.

I yawned for the umpteenth time and stretched with a wince of pain as I felt the burning sensation of the welts from whips running along my upper arms and back, which were yet to heal. My eyes glanced through the clock, and my teeth gnashed. It was past a minute already, and I dared not linger on the bed after the alarm went off or they would turn me into a beating statue for being lazy and disobedient.

The thought of being beaten up again after all the maltreatment yesterday made me jump out of bed. Hot tears warmed up in my eyes as my head ached with banging pain.

My legs also hurt with throbbing pain and wouldn't stop hitting me with spasms so hard, reminding me of how bad my health was. Every part of my body cries out for rest, but I can't offer that.. I felt drowsy and so heavy for my scraggly legs to carry, and the bed was just staring back tauntingly at me like a dreadful trap set to destroy me.

I could feel my baggy eyes struggling to close while I fought back to keep them open, as I felt so sleepy and at the same time exhausted with an aching back and spasming legs.

All I want is to lie back on my bed, but I am wiser than that. I know the torment I will put myself through if I ever lie back and sleep after the alarm clock has rung. The last time I tried it, I got an everlasting mark along my back from the slash from my stepmother's wolf's claw.

You must be curious about who I was and what I did wrong to get through all of this. Let me introduce myself.

My name is Ella Damon, and I'm the daughter of the Alpha King, Darren Damon - one of the most powerful Alphas, respected and feared by other packs.

History had it that he never lost a war and had waged war and extincted the Pack that killed his parents when he was a child. He grew and suddenly became unimaginably powerful in the face of war.

No one knew how he got those mysterious powers, which enable him to fight like the wind and strike like unseen forces. His wolf beast was also greatly feared, as it was ranked as the most dangerous and heartless, devouring its enemies so easily and brutally.

Being the only child from his Luna should have earned me such dread and respect from everyone for the rest of my life, but that did not happen. Instead, I became a slave, abhorred and spurned by everyone, and was banned from mentioning the Alpha as my father or adding his surname to my name.

Everyone, including my father, had rejected me and also stripped me of my royalty. They made me lower than the omegas with a slave status. My father has also publicly disowned me in front of the entire pack and has repeatedly threatened to expel me from the pack. He had been torturing me and making my life a living hell. All this was because I did something no one had ever done before. An abominable and horrendous act.