Clara
“You’re not my daughter.”
The same words from my father echoed through my ears continuously. There were no words that got out of my parted lips while hot drops of tears unendingly streamed down my cheeks.
I was suddenly oblivious to the reason for my tears. Is it to know I’ll die right here, right now. Or knowing the father I’d known since I grew up wasn’t actually my father?
“N-no,” I mumbled, aggressively wiping my tears off my face. “You’re lying.” I was shaking my head rigorously. “You just—” “Which part of it you don’t get, huh?!” Leaping our distance, I felt his rough hands clasping my both wrists. “Is it the fact you’re going to die tonight or the fact that you’re adopted and probably an Omega’s child?” he snickered.
“You’ve got to help me,” I whispered, looking at h
