Rosalie's POV

"Why won't you just tell the boy the truth" Normy scolded as I silently sat on my son's bed.

"So what, so he can detest me even more than he already does" I retorted

"Cage would never hate you.. Not even if he tried.. He's our pup..we raised and gave birth to him"

"Are you deaf or just plain stupid Normy...he just said he wishes I wasn't his mother!"

"He didn't mean it, his just upset and I don't blame him, he only wants to know the truth"

"So you want me to tell my son that I'm some useless whoring slut that his father broke up with after raping her!"

"You are not a slut Rose"

"That's easy for you to say, you weren't the one who was caught in bed with another man, you weren't the one he raped mercilessly, you weren't the one who everyone looked down on, it wasn't you Normy, it was all me!" I sobbed

"Ro-"

"Just leave me alone, leave me the hell alone!" I yelled and blocked her out of my head.

I know I was being mean but at this point I didn't really care, all I could think of was my son's words that kept ringing in my ears.

I didn't mean to deprive my little boy off his childhood, I swear I didn't but I was only doing everything to protect him, from the world and the horrible people in this pack. Only heaven knows what they would do to him when they found out he was my son...the son of a whore...the useless slut that cheated on the alpha with his nemesis...the one who just wasn't satisfied with with what she had...the ungrateful, insatiable tramp. They would all be against him, starting from his father himself, even if I told Cage who his father was, I knew deep down that Dash would never accept him, he was an offspring of a 'slut', and knowing that I had destroyed the chances of my son ever having a father in his life broke my heart. I was such a horrible mother and person, I didn't even deserve Cage, I didn't deserve anyone.

Dash's POV

"Fucking shit!" I groaned grabbing the lamp on my nightstand throwing it to the hard oak floor.

I have been trying to sleep for the past 2 hours but I couldn't find sleep, I had a long tiring day and I expected to have fallen asleep by now but no, here I was still tossing and turning.

"Why do I keep feeling like this!" I groaned getting more and more agitated at the feeling of guilt, sadness, anger and tiredness deep in the pit of my stomach.

"You sure are plain stupid Dash" Scar scoffed

"Can you just let me sleep Scar, I've had a long day" I pleaded, I was willing to do anything just to make this feeling go away.

"It's not me you dunderhead"

"The who the fuck is it cause its absolutely not me feeling that sort of shit"

"It's our mate, she's hurting" Scar told me

"How fucking great, just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse, the goddess adds that whore on top." I clenched my jaw.

"Our mate is not a 'whore'" Scar scolded

"Tell that to the fucktard I found her in bed with" I clenched my fists trying my hardest to block the memories of Rosalie in bed with Martin from flashing in my head. I know most people would have gotten over it by now but I wasn't and I wasn't going to any time soon, I wanted to so badly let it go and forgive her but I couldn't, I just couldn't.

I closed my eyes and tried my absolute best to breathe as I felt my lungs contract making it harder and harder to take in any oxygen as the images of Rosalie and Martin flushed in my head like a movie.

Martin's words echoed through my eardrums as clear as day. I could still remember the smirk that played on his lips while he spoke to me.

"Shut the fuck up!" I screamed covering my ears so I couldn't hear him anymore.

Martin's voice taunted me

"Stop it you dipshit, she loves me, she's mine, I'm all she needs!"

"She never needed you!"

"Leave me the hell alone you bastard!" I yelled opening my eyes only to see him standing in a corner looking at me with the same smug expression I detested.

"Go away!" I yelled continuously throwing pillows at him and he just let out a mocking laughter "go away you bastard! Go away!"

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"Will you stop it already! Just fucking stop! I'm tired! Leave me the fucking shitty hell alone you son of a fucking bitch!" I threw the glass jar beside me at his figure causing the jar to shutter. The other lamp followed suit into the jar then my laptop and hour glass.

"Dash!" I heard someone scream

"Leave me alone you bastard!" I kept yelling at Martin

he laughed out. The laughter echoed through out the room causing my lungs to contract even more making it even harder than it already was for me to breathe, I swore if the bastard didn't leave I would die.

"Dash breathe, breathe" I felt someone cooed

Unable to do as told, I held my clenched a hand over my chest and let the darkness engulf me.

"Dash wake up!" Someone slapped my arm repeatedly while another shook me and my eyes immediately fluttered open.

"Fuck" I groaned squinting my eyes so they could adjust to the blinding light. "The fuck!" I cursed taking in my surrounding, I was currents laying on the hard oak floor.

"Are you alright?" A voice I recognized to be Angelo's asked worriedly.

"What the fuck I'm I doing here" I rubbed my head that was throbbing deciding to ignore his question.

"We don't know, we heard you screaming and when we rushed here we found you laying on the ground" Shaun explained

"Unconscious" Penelope's voice cracked as she caressed my face.

"Are you OK, what happened?" Dad asked concern written all over his features.

I closed my eyes trying hard to remember what I was doing laying on the ground. Then it all hit me, it was all their fault, that bitch and her bastard.

I could still feel her emotions in the pit of my stomach but my anger was over powering them.

"Dash" Elizabeth touched my hand immediately snapping me back to reality. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine" I pushed her hand away and got off the ground.

"Where are you going?" Everyone asked worriedly as I made my way to the door after I had changed into a pair of dark jeans and t-shirts.

"Doesn't concern you" I told them blankly and walked to my car, ignoring them calling me from behind. I got into my car and drove to a club that was near the city where humans lived.

Getting out of the car, I walked into the club and walked over to the bar.

"What would you like to have today handsome" the female bartender flirted

"The strongest liquor you have." I told her.

"Right on it" she winked before turning away and in a matter of seconds she put 3 shot glasses in front of me.

"Just give me the whole bottle" I told her after downing the shots that seemed to feel like nothing. Werewolf rarely ever got drunk with human liquor, 3 shots of EVERCLEAR are nothing even though its know to be one of the most hardcore liquor in the states.

"Are sure?" She gasped

"Yea" I nodded

I needed the whole thing to get drunk and drown away all her emotions and the memories of them that keep disturbing my peace.

"Rough night huh" a tall curvy brunette girl butted her long fake eyelashes at me in a flirty way.

"Yeah" I got the bottle and took a long swig

"Me too, I've had it pretty rough" she chuckled "relationships are just fucking shit" she spat

"Tell me about it" I chuckled and she chuckled too.

She moved closer to me and kissed me. Allowing her lips to move in sync with mine, I slipped my tongue into her mouth and could taste the alcohol... She was drunk.

"I've got an apartment near here" she whispered in between kisses. "Let's go" she tugged on my hand.

I paid for my liquor and grabbed the bottle that was now half and 2 more that were still full before we walked to my car and drove to her apartment.

By the time we got to her apartment I had finished the full and half bottles of liquor, I was not fully drunk but I was drunk enough.

"That's enough drinking" the girl tried to pull the last bottle away from my lips but I growled making her stop.

She unlocked the door and we stumbled into her apartment, she turned to close the door and I took that chance to chug down the remaining bottle. When I finished, I dropped the bottle to the ground and grabbed the girl by her waist kissing her roughly. She moaned into my mouth and wrapped her hands around my neck.

"She tastes nothing like our mate" Scar commented making me angry.

"Shut the fuck up!" I hissed blocking him out of my head.

I was fully aware that this bitch tasted nothing like my Rosy but damn I had no choice but to settle with what I could get and I didn't need him to remind me of my misfortune.

We stumbled into her bedroom and I was quick to rip off her clothes and underwear leaving her naked. I threw her on the bed and discarded my clothes.

If I was going to suffer with feeling all her emotions and having the memory of her betrayal constantly eating me up then I was also going to make her suffer the same way, like the saying goes every action has an equal but opposite reaction.

"Damn you are hot" the girl bit her lip seductively

"I know" I smirked getting on top of her