A Gamma's Revenge (Zalia)

Tara's p.o.v.

I always knew I would end up with a Mate that held no status, but I had at least hoped I would find a Wolf as my Mate. I should have known thought that with my luck I would end up with a Lycan and worst of all he was an Assassin, not the high-ranking male I had hoped for.

Unfortunately for me I had become pregnant immediately and all I could do was bid my time, hoping and praying for a miscarriage every single day of my pregnancy.

My Father was a Lycan and an Assassin but my Mother was a Wolf and a Sigma, not that it bothered my Father that he was mated to a Wolf or a Sigma. My Father loved me unconditionally, he would get me whatever I asked for and he even started my training as an Assassin when I turned fourteen.

Looking at the other Assassins in our Pack I was of an average level and my Father was proud of me, even though I only had my Assassin aura.

My Mother was a different story though, she told me I was useless to her and that

I would never be able to give her what she wanted. It took me years to find out why my Wolf was a thorn in my Mother's eye, I knew from watching my Mother she was superficial and status was everything to her.

I must have been about twelve or thirteen when I finally found out what my Mother had been hoping for, I overheard a conversation between her and my Aunts.

One of my Aunts asked if I had my Lycan yet. Mom told them she hardly ever lost sight of me and if I had shifted she would know about it, "The earlier she shifts the more abilities she will have and then we can claim her position as the Royal Assassin." Mom had said and I nearly screamed out loud, I kept listening as my Mother and my Aunts kept talking.

It was my oldest Aunt that found out my Father was related to the Royal Assassin and because of that my Aunt hoped she was his Mate, but when it turned out that she wasn't she told her Sisters about her discovery.

I was the only Pup my parents had and when I shifted into a Wolf at the age of sixteen my Mother got so pissed that in her anger she made it known that she knew about my Father's ancestors.

When my Father found out that they had targeted him for a reason he rejected my Mother on the spot, not caring about the fact that their bond had been a true Mate-bond.

My Mother and my Aunts were banished from the Pack and Warriors escorted them to our eastern border, leading to an area known for the huge Rogue population. The Wolves and Lycans that didn't fit in with a Pack and couldn't settle in a town or city for whatever reason, they lived out there and were known to be outlaws.

Three weeks later I overheard a conversation between a Warrior and my Father, they had found my Mother's body not far from the border and all my Father said was that they should burn her body.

He never told me that her body was found, I never told him that I knew that she was dead and I never told him that I knew how she had died. It wasn't difficult to tell from looking at her mutilated body, she had been beaten and raped before they had ripped her to pieces.

Knowing my Father didn't care about hurting her when he rejected her, knowing he didn't stop our Alpha from banishing her into Rogue territory, knowing he didn't care enough for me to have a grave to visit is why I hate Lycans and Assassins. My hatred didn't lessen with the Mate-bond between me and Diego, the only thing I could hope for was that my Daughter would give me the status my Mother had been after and I wasn't even granted that much.

She never shifted into a Wolf or Lycan and I became even more determined to find myself a high-ranking Mate, a Mate that could give me the status my family deserved.

I thought I had found it with Alpha Bradley, but the guy isn't playing with a full deck.

I mean, if you don't want your Mate to find out that you know about her bloodline than hide the evidence and if you don't want her to find out your Son wants to keep your Mate's Daughter as a toy than make sure the Idiot knows not to brag about it.

However, I was surprised to hear the conversation between Bradley and Diablo. Bradley is convinced my Daughter has a Lycan and has the ability to hide the presence of her Lycan, explaining why no one ever felt Maleah's Lycan.

Bradley and Diablo made their plans for our lunch date with Maleah and my Wolf growled when Diablo said that he would forcefully mark her.

The moment we were informed about Diablo's death I knew Bradley would try to find another way to gain the status Maleah would have given us as Diablo's Mate and something tells me that it will end with me being dead.

The only way he will get anywhere near that status now is by taken her as his Mate and I know he will try to take it by force if he has to, luckily I have about a week to find a way out of the mess I am in.

With my name on the invitations it would be suspicious if I disappeared, so he needs to find another way to make sure that Maleah stays with us or will return to our Pack. I have tried to think of ways he could accomplish that, but so far I am drawing a blank and by looking at Bradley's behavior I think he hasn't come up with anything yet.

Bradley answered Maleah's message when she asked why she had to attend the funeral and I think that her talking back to him pissed him off even more.

I watch him as he walks out of the room to leave the Alpha floor and I decide that there is only one option I have left, I need to call my Father to tell him about Bradley and Maleah. Hopefully he is willing to help me out or at least to help out his Granddaughter, not exactly a phone call I am looking forward to.

I grab the little notebook I hid behind some books in our bedroom and I quickly find the page with only two phone numbers on it, one belongs to my Father while the other belongs to my Grandfather. It only rings twice when I hear my Father's voice for the first time since meeting Diego.

"Hello, Dad." I say and I keep quiet to let him make a decision, either to hang up on me or to ask me what it want.

"Tara, is that you?" He asks.

"Yes, Dad. It's me and I have gotten myself in some trouble. I could really use your help, but I can understand if you don't want to lend me a hand. I just hope you are willing to help your Granddaughter." I say as I am pacing the floor.

"Sweetheart, it's Grandpa. I think you might have broken your Father, he looks like a goldfish at the moment." I hear Grandfather say and I giggle as I try to picture

my Father trying to speak, but unable to find the words.

I repeat to Grandfather what I told

Dad and he tells me that they will help me get away from Bradley, "Will my Granddaughter be there?" He asks and I tell him that she wille attend the funeral, before I tell them my life story. Grandfather isn't too pleased with me and I can't really blame him, I am as superficial as my Mother and her Sisters were.

“Make sure you have everything packed that you want to take with you, we will take you home and after that we will see what we can do about the relationship with your Daughter." Grandfather says before Dad grabs the phone away from him, because the next words I hear are.

"I love you, Sweetheart. I will see you soon." Looks like I didn't completely destroy

the relationship between me and my Dad.

I didn't tell them everything about my life, I might have left out that I would leave Maleah to fend for

herself with the exception of the net

three meals an Omega would drop off know it didn't earn me any points with Maleah or Diego and I doubt it will earn me any points with my Father and Grandfather, but in my defense I wasn't cut out to be a Mother.

Growing up with a Father that was an Assassin should have prepared me for thenoveldrama

future I was going to have, but I never suspected that I would end up with an Assassin as my Mate and I hated it every time he left the house for an assignment.

I thought I made my feelings clear to him, but somehow our conversations always ended in a full blown argument and the more we argued the more convinced I was that he chose not to understand me.

I know the problem wasn't Diego or Maleah, the problem was that I found myself

in a situation I didn't want to be in and I blamed others for the mess I made

myself.

Diego and I argued almost non-stop when he was home and the day I told him I felt trapped in our home he told me that I wasn't a prisoner, but that wasn't exactly what I had meant. For some reason I was unable to explain what I felt exactly, but I was also unable to understand what Diego tried to tell me.

He told me I could leave anytime I wanted to and looking back he probably didn't intend for me to reject him, but I did the moment he told me I was free to leave. I didn't think twice as I rejected him and even though I could tell it hurt him he accepted the rejection, which pissed me off. He should have fought for us, he should have chosen his Mate and his Daughter.

After I rejected him I wanted to hurt him by sticking around, I needed to stay in Maleah's life to see if she had more abilities and could be the next Royal Assassin.

Every time I left Maleah to fend for herself I went looking for people that could get me closer to the Royal Family, but maybe if I had acted more like a Mother to Maleah I would have had my way in with the Royal Family and she might not have hidden her Lycan from me.

Looks like I did a lot of things wrong in my life with only one person to blame, but I will protect my Daughter from getting forcefully marked. It is too late to repair my bond with my Daughter, but at least I will get the chance to show her that in the end I chose her.