This was our fourth meeting of the day. Phoenix wanted to be part of the alpha duties, and I was there to help her learn. It was finally Friday, so we were just finishing up the work for the week, before we could relax all weekend.

"Alright, next up we have a family from Silver Crest pack," I told Phoenix, preparing her for the next meeting. She was getting significantly better around people, so I wasn't worried.

"What do they want to talk about?" She inquired, flipping through her notebook, trying to stay informed. It was adorable watching her taking notes and reading up on information about all the surrounding packs.

I shrugged, they messaged us saying it was urgent, but hadn't divulged any details. A knock on the door erupted, I welcomed them in, while looking for some papers on my desk. I glanced up and my mouth dropped slightly looking at a middle aged couple in front of me. Phoenix was still flipping through her notebook and hadn't seen the pair yet.

"Phoenix." The woman spoke in a caring voice seemingly on the verge of tears.

She looked up and her eyebrows furrowed, looking at the stranger. "Um, hello, what have you scheduled this meeting for?" She asked timidly.

The man put his hand on the small of his wife's back. "It's actually you." He breathed.

Phoenix looked completely lost, I looked at her, trying to communicate to her what was happening. She looked to me for help, not sure how to handle the situation. I bit my lip slightly then asked the couple. "Can you please inform us why you are here?" Even though I already had a vague idea.

"We're here... For Phoenix." The woman replied.

She shrunk into the seat next to me, nervous about what they meant. She hid behind her hair, a tell tale sign that she was uneasy. The room was silent for a few seconds, I could only imagine what was going through her mind.

Phoenix POV

What did she mean she was here for me? Was she going to take me back to my old pack? I wouldn't be able to handle it having to leave Maddox and going back to a life of slavery. Was he just going to let them take me?

My mind was racing when the man began to talk. "We are so sorry, we were young we didn't know what to do. We weren't ready for that kind of responsibility." What on earth was he talking about? It seemed like everyone in the room was in on something except me.

"What your father is trying to say is--"

My father? This had to be some kind of sick joke. No one said anything, everyone just stared at me looking for a reaction. I had no reaction though, I had spent years trying to imagine what it was like having parents, and now apparently they were standing right in front of me as if they had never left.

But they had left. They indirectly made my life a living hell. I should be happy, right? Why wasn't I happy? A million thoughts were running through my mind, I didn't even notice my breathing getting more labored as I shrunk further into the seat.

Maddox looked at me caringly, putting a hand on my leg. I composed myself a few seconds later. "Y-you're my p-p-parents..?" I stuttered out. They nodded. What was I supposed to do with this information? Was I supposed to hug them or cry tears of joy? I didn't know how to react to the information, it was all just sorta awkward.

"Umm, h-hi," what am I supposed to say to these people?

"I know this must be difficult, but we know you have lived an amazing life without us, and we want to be part of it now," my mom says.

An amazing life? I scoffed. How dare they barge in here when I'm 19 years old pretending like my whole life has been painless and phenomenal, and they find out that I am the queen they suddenly want to be part of my life.

"And we want to introduce you to two other people," Dad says. The door opens and two girls slightly younger than me walk in. They look like me, but less damaged, no visible scars or cuts and they seemed to be of a healthy weight. "Your sisters, Alexa and Maddie."

The girls smile and wave politely, looking slightly uncomfortable. Understandably, imagine meeting your long lost abused sister after so many years, not that they had any clue what I've been through. They must just see me as some over privileged orphan who became the Queen.

"How old are they?" My voice cracks. They tell me that Alexa is 17, Maddie is 16.

"You're telling me you were too young to keep me, but two years later you were perfectly able to handle a kid, and then another one a year later?" I was fuming, I was so upset I didn't know how to handle my emotions. I always pictured this reunion of family being magical and eye opening, but right now I just wanted to cry my eyes out.

Their faces drop slightly, I should feel bad for making them upset, but I don't. They deserve the pain I've been forced to deal with. Not only the physical pain from abuse and torture, but the emotional pain of believing I wasn't good enough for my parents. Living my whole life thinking I must have done something wrong to deserve this horrid life.

"You don't understand sweetie--"

I cut her off. "First off, don't call me sweetie. You are not my mom and you never will be. Second, you think since I'm mates with the king I've had this magical wonderful life. News flash MOM, I haven't. Things fucking sucked, and it's all because you couldn't HANDLE me because you were too young! Six years of my life were spent being tortured by some shitty pack who blamed me for all their problems. I'm not just going to let you show up nearly 20 years later and just pretend everything is ok! So you enjoy your two lovely daughters, who somehow you are able to handle, and never try to talk to me again." I was screaming, I don't know why.

I might have been overdramatic, but after so many years of being silenced I exploded. My whole family looked horrified, Mom was crying, Dad consoling her, sisters looked in absolute shock. I wasn't sticking around any longer. I got up from my seat and ran out of the room to go to Maddox's bedroom... Our bedroom. I knew he'd be following after me shortly.

As soon as I shut the door, I was in hysterics.