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ght. It was just us for now, since my mother had rejected him and left. He changed a lot and became more abusive towards me. He's alw

ugh he's not my real father, I still treat him as such. I called him Dad most times because he's the closest person to a father to me. I never knew my real father. No m

at I could get home and start cooking. I didn't mind,

away from our pack that's called the silver moon pack, ever s

didn't want to leave, but I had to since I had no other choice. I was young at that time, only fifteen years old,

d on the road, I called out to Harold. He didn't reply, so I breathed a sigh of rel

that I could get started on his favorite meal. Harold a

and hurriedly made my way back to the kitchen. It took half an hour, but dinner was done, and I started to set the table

rst time he made such an offer, so I did as he asked without any protest. While we were eating, he

ave for your other job tonight, rig

done, and I started to clear the table, he stopped me by grabbing onto my wrist and holding on tight

l be alright.' My wolf Mesha said

f your jobs so that I can do a proper introduction." I nodded my head and decided not to answer

nd I continued to do what I was doing without looking at him. He was usually drunk at this time, no matter if it was during the

on the bed instantly. I was too tired to do anything, I wanted to take a showe

ther job before I was late. I took a shower which was quicker than usual, hey don't

me. I didn't have an opportunity to do my hair, which was always dif

, wasn't easy. I had to be on time and make sure that everything was alright, even though it was stressful and demanding, I enjoyed it a lot because of the tips that I've been gettin

rds the back entrance where we were supposed to enter through first and giggled to myself as I nearly tripped. Openin

rite person of all time, Jeremy, a

d out together." I replied. He gave me two thumbs up, and I started doing what I sa