Was the alpha standing before me Ares father as well; I thought shockingly. No, no, it could not be, I again thought. Perhaps his father was a different alpha, not him. Not this heartless wolf standing before me.

    The more I thought of Ares and I not having the same father. The more the alpha''s similar features that match Ares and me, convinced me that he was my brother and not my mate. I clenched my teeth within my mouth fighting away the horrible thoughts not wanting to think it was true. Ares could never be related to a monster like him, I thought strongly.

    "You are save now," alpha Logan spoke to me; clueless I was his daughter or a wrong he had done in the past.

    I stood still not caring he could see my nakedness as I continued to stare at him. Anger had started to find its way inside of me, building within like an endless tower, as I thought about the horrible and painful life, he had made me went through just because he could not control his dick..

    "Come," he again said as he stretched out his hand, calling me. I looked at his hand scornfully not wanting to touch those hands that once held down my mother so he could have his ways with her.

    I remain still staring at him as anger burns within my heart till it pains. Suddenly I saw a blonde hair man came beside him; too staring at me.

    "Poor thing had it bad," I heard my father told him as he glances to look at the man from behind.

    I was disgusted at what he said to the man like he cared or had any heart.

    "These men will pay for their evil ways by death," the man who looked the same age as my rapist father said.

    "Come to me young she-wolf," my father commanded me; eager for me to exit the old house.

    I held my hands into a fist hating that he was commanding me, still refusing to go to him.

    "Come," he again said.

    "She''s one stubborn she-wolf," the man next to him said. "If I did not know you alpha, I''d say she belongs to you,"

    Alpha Logan laughed.

    "I mean she looks a little bit like you with the red hair and the green eyes and too stubborn," he again said.

    "Well, she is not mine," he answered the man as he jumped up within the old board house causing the entire place to shake.

    Not mine; I thought angrily as I felt my body like it was going to burst out in anger.

    "I was forced into this world by you to suffer; how could you say I am not yours," I said out loud to him.

    I held my throat as it burns while hot tears pooled from my eyes. He could not hear what I had just said but a disturbing sound. My hoarse throat would not allow me to speak.

    "Poor she-wolf is dumb," I heard the man behind him said as my father came towards me.

    I turned my head aside continuing to hold my throat surprised I could not speak. Could it be the screaming and shouting for help that had caused this? I thought worried.

    "I won''t hurt you she-wolf; I promise," my father said as he got so close to me that his hands touched my shoulder.

    I pushed his hands away from me angry as hell.

    "I hate you; I hate you, you son of a bitch," I tried to scream out at him, while I clawed at his body.

    Alpha Logan grabbed me into his arms, preventing me from fighting him anymore.

    "I''m sorry what they did; I promise you they will pay," he said as I felt him kiss me on my head.

    I fell onto the ground the moment he kisses me. He took me up into his hands carrying me from the old house.

    "Give me your shirt," he ordered the men.

    The man obeyed him. The alpha slowly put me down and helped me put on a large white shirt that covered my entire body.

    "I''m going to make sure you get home save," he said.

    I stared at him while my eyes became filled with tears, surprisingly. Why is he being so kind to me like he cares, I thought. I cried out and tried talking to him, but still, my sore throat did not want me to tell him I was his daughter.

    "Carry her home to my Luna, she will take care of her," he said to the man as he handed me to him. "I can''t return home without finding my only son first.

    Hearing what he had said, at that moment I felt like everything around me froze. I was shocked that Ares was truly my brother. I then realize why we were both sharing the same feeling. We were not mates we were even more. We shared the same blood. I wished at that moment Ares and I had discovered we were related by the same birthmarks we had. Still, I did not understand how it is, we were of the same age, looked alike, and too had the same markings.

    "Take her home quickly," my father instructed the man.

    I pushed myself away from the man and ran to my father holding onto him. I wanted to write on the ground that I was his daughter and too tell I knew where my brother was, but I could not spell the words nor write.

    "You''re save with him," he assures me as he gently moved me back to the man and started to run off.

    I tried to chase after him; but the man held me tightly as my father shifted into a large bright brown wolf that almost had the color of our hair, running off. I cried and tried to tell the man holding me I was his daughter, but he could not understand me.

    Suddenly I saw two men running towards us.

    "Where is the alpha?" one of them asked the man holding me.

    "What do you want?" he asked them.

    "We have an important letter for him from someone in Spicy Groove," he answered.

    Hearing he had a letter my heart raced within my chest; knowing who the letter was from. It was from Francine and her mate. The letter was about me, I thought happily.

    "Go on run him down quickly and hand it to him right away," the blonde hair man instructed them. "It could be something about his son, Ares."

    They ran as fast as they could chasing my father. Seeing them leave gave me hope; they will allow him to find out soon what I was trying to tell him that I was his daughter.

    I did not know why I suddenly was interested in wanting him to know I was his daughter. Being locked up within the cell I hated him and as always thought of him as a monster; but seeing who he is for such a short time, he was not the monster I always, thought he would be.

    As the blonde hair man carried me within his arm to my father''s home, happiness filled my heart discovering I had a brother, one I knew who would love me; but still, numerous thoughts filled my head not understanding how we were of the same age.

    "Dad," I heard a little voice heading towards me. I turned seeing I was at my father''s house. His house was as large as the evil alpha''s and too white.

    The little red hair girl lowers her head sadly.

    "Ariel, alpha Logan is still looking for your brother," the blonde-haired man told her. "Now please go and get me your mother," he instructed her.

    My eyes widen seeing I too had a sister; a beautiful red hair sister that looked like a mini-me. She quickly ran to get her mother and there I saw she returns with a radiant, blue eye, blonde hair lady.

    "Go and play with your dolls, baby," she told her daughter. Her voice was melodious.

    "My Luna," The blonde hair man greeted her with me still in his arms. "Your mate told me to bring her here; she needs help."

    She ordered the man to bring me into a room upstairs. I took a quick look at her from head to toe seeing if my father was abusing her. I did not see any scars and she looked healthy. Her skin glowed and her face looked like she was happy being with him. She followed us upstairs within a room and instructed the man to place me on the bed.

    "I''ll take care of her, you can leave," he told the man.

    I lay on the bed still staring at her, lost. I saw her went to open a door. I tried to remove myself from the bed. I needed to find my rapist father I needed to know if he knew about me.

    The Luna ran towards me, gently pushing me back onto the bed. I tried to talk to her but still no words. She touched my throat and held my cheek wanting to open my mouth.

    "You have a terrible sore throat," she said.

    Quickly she reached for a small glass bottle on a small table next to the bed and instructed me to drink the pink liquid she threw in the cork.

    "It will allow you to talk again," she said.

    I drank it down quickly; wanting to tell her I was her mate''s daughter.

    I then try to talk to her again, but still, I could not. I made up my face disappointedly.

    "Just give it some time, it will allow you to regain your voice soon," she said as she laughed.

    I laid down anxiously to talk again until I felt my eyes close falling off into a deep sleep.