Chapter 6
Daisy POV
I was lying on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. I was thinking about Callum. I couldn't believe I actually met my mate. My mind was going in circles. I understand why my mother didn't want to be without my father. But with the bond, why would he have abused her and me at that. I knew she stayed with him because of the bond. But still, I knew why he was abusive: it was alcohol. He had a nasty temper when he drank. I was fortunate that I didn't have that problem. I had drunk alcohol, albeit not all the time, but sometimes, at pack functions, I would drink. If anything, it made me happy.
But my dad, no, he would change. Then again, from what I understand, he was usually harsh and ruthless with people, even when he wasn't drunk. But he was loving and kind when he was home and sober, at least to me and my mother. I had a lot of fun with him growing up. He would practice training with me. Help me in the garden with my mom. We even had a food fight once. But in the last year or so, he was alive; something changed, and he started drinking heavily. And with that came the abuse.
I didn't know why, but it became dangerous in our home. I couldn't stand to see him hit my mom anymore. He was good at hiding it, though. He was consistently placing his hits in places people couldn't see. He had even turned on me more than once, but mainly, the abuse was directed toward my mother. I had it. Something just came over me, and I went and got one of his silver knives. I told him to stop, and he turned around. To face me. He thought it was an empty threat, but I was ready. I had crouched down like he had taught me, pushed off the ground, and shoved it in his heart. My mother was inconsolable. She didn't want to live without him. Despite the fact he was abusive. So, she pulled the knife from him and killed herself right there.
The alpha had felt the bond die with them. It didn't take long till there were people all over my house. I didn't lie. I told them what happened. They were horrified at my actions. Not only did I kill my father, but I had killed the delta. "Don't blame a mate bond for your dad being a monster." Summer said. "I shouldn't blame the bond; you are right, but I do blame it for my mother staying and her killing herself. I tried to save her, and what did she do, Summer? She killed herself because she didn't want to be parted from her precious mate. Now I have a mate of my own, and I get it. But I don't want that. I don't want to be so consumed with someone I could never live without. It would strip me." "You know he would feel the same way, though it isn't one-sided."
"I already feel like this bond has stripped my dignity. I mean, I threw myself at him. I am no slut; I don't go around making out, getting groped in closets." "You never had anyone to do that with Daisy." "Well, even if I did, I wouldn't have." "It is normal, really. You promised me don't forget that. You promised you wouldn't push our mate away." "I know. I just don't want to lose myself." "You won't; you will grow, and having a mate will make you your best version of yourself. You know we are meant to be mated just as much as we are meant to be part of a pack."
"You are right. You always are. I just need to relax. I mean, Callum isn't my father. He isn't going to beat me. And if he ever did, I would rip his head clean off, mate or not." "That is right, partner, not suppressor. That is what mates are." Summer assured me. And she had never steered me wrong. "But think about it, Daisy, we can finally have friends. We won't be shunned." "I can't wait." Just then, there was a knock. I sniffed the air. It was rain and pine. "Come in." I smiled at Callum. Goddess looking at him was a feast for my eyes. "Don't drool. You will embarrass me." Summer quibbled. "Shut it." I hardly ever blocked her out; she was my only friend, and I didn't want a divide.
He came and sat down on my bed. "I talked to your alpha." My face fell. "He told me you killed your father." I would not be ashamed of that. I pushed out my chin. "Yes, and he deserved it." He didn't look at me like I was horrible, but more like he was curious. "He said you are a lot like him, even though you look like your mother." "Perhaps, I mean, in a way, I guess I am his child. But I am not an abusive person." "Your alpha thinks you could become one, given the opportunity." "What?" Summer started barking in my head. "I will rip him to shreds for saying that." Callum went on. "It is part of the reason for your isolation. That and, well, the murder." Summer went on snapping in my head. "He deserves to fucking die for that shit. You never did anything but protect your mom. He thinks of us as a threat. I will give him a fucking threat."
I let out a harsh growl. Summer was trying to shift. She was furious he would say that to my mate. He was making us look bad, and she wouldn't have it. Callum saw what was happening. He pulled me to him. Summer thrashed a bit but soon calmed down. He had pacified her rage. Not that I knew much about her anger. She never was violent other than during training and hunting. She never had reason to be. Callum pulled away, and I looked into my eyes.