vy blow my father dealt me. His eyes dar

is hands crossed. “Did you plan to disgrace me on such an important d

ry his blow caused. “Or did you forget your own child’s birthday!?” I sneered at

. “No child of mine would put me through

d to beat him, waking him up with a belt on his back in the middle of the night. Someone who did not know our family would think I was th

rs ago.” I closed my eyes and sank to my knees

loving, to smile at me even once. All my life, I wanted a father. I would have been happy with

I looked down at my shaky hands. Tears stung my eyes but I refused to cave in

much for you and your existence is still costing me!” He screamed. His red face would frighten

, every insult and every spit on my face, I reminded myself that it would not be for long. The only consol

oughout my life, I faced death a number of times but today was the first time I stared in the face of death a

me and put me in handcuffs like a fugi

that b

enty-one, I was old enough to decide to leave these people! Why did he h

d dead? Would I be tied down in this pack forever or would I manage to escape only to wake up

s and turned to leave me behind. In the dungeons. For t

moment, not existing would be so much b

ulled me from the floor by my collar, my dress ripping a bit as he raised me. “Who taugh

hday to yo

ke a bag of rotten potatoes

ess but I could not admit that. This pack did not need me but I could not leave t

used me, my father was one of the few that could make breathing difficult for me as fear suffocated me

you there is no escaping?” His presence filled the room and his anger sucke

azy, cruel bastards for keeping me here against my will!” I pressed the

o the room, pushing his hair out of his face. The dark circles around his

anymore. I have a right to l

y, every night and every minute of his life was awful. “But since you re

t for you?” A bit of satisfaction lightened the weight on my

crushed my heart. Sometimes, it hurt seeing him with Avalon or the other girls he cheated on her with. He never

im then, I felt satisfaction knowing he suffered because of what he did to

expect you to do your duty to this pack as the worthless slave that you are. Clean, cook, and serve. That is the only thing you are good for. If you even think –“ He stepped closer to me. “If it even crosses your mind to ru

ad a special place in my heart for hating this ma

you will regret it but by then, it will be too late,”

providing a slave for my pack?” He snorted. “How will you make me r

n at my hand

l regre