Tartarus.

~Daliah's POV~

"I do not want her." Beta Orion stated quickly even before the Alpha words could be passed as law, and as soon as he did, a chorused laughter rang through the crowd.

"She's not wanted by any."

"Nobody wants her."

"She's a runt!"

"Whore!"

"Slave!"

"Slut!"

The series of insults rang around me continuously, hurting me even more than any physical pain could. I clutched at my chest desperately as more tears slipped past my eyes.

And that was when it dawned on me.

Just yesterday, I could've sworn that they would both do anything for me. I could've sworn that the Beta liked me so much due to how he doted on me… and how he watched over me. But today, I was nothing to them. A thief. A criminal. A slave to be passed around at their leisure.

All of which I wasn't.