My Wolf

CHAPTER 8

Betty

He motioned for me to sit on the bed while I tried to choke back the tears that filled my eyes. I slowly made my way over to the bed and crumbled into his arms, he moved us so we were laying down and my head rested on his chest. He held me close while stroking my hair, letting me breath in his scent to calm down. I don't normally share my story with people, but he is my mate; even though we just met I would trust him with my life. It must be that mate bond thing they talked about.

"My parents never wanted me," I started, promising myself I was going to get through this without crying. "I don't know what they looked like or who they were, my earliest memories are of the orphanage. They dropped me off there with a tag around my neck with the name Elizabeth written on it, they couldn't even have been bothered to give me a full name. They told me the same day I got there another boy was adopted and his last name was Cooper so that is the name they gave me." I stopped to take a breath and Jug kissed my hair.

"Things got worse as I got older, I started acting differently. I could smell everything in that place, the mold, burning food, forgotten garbage bags; I would tell them and they would get annoyed, saying that I should just be thankful I have a home. The older I got the more they hated me, they told me that no one would want me and that I was a waste of space. I guess when I turned ten they had had enough, they threw me to the streets with a birth certificate, $20.00, and a forged emancipation form." The tears started to flow down my face and Jug pulled me closer to him, it was almost like he was trying to absorb me.

"I have been town hopping ever since, trying to find a steady job that pays enough but they always fired me for someone older. I stay in homeless shelters when I can but they can be even more dangerous than the streets. Sometimes men come in drunk and they can get angry," I am fully sobbing now as I recall some of my more scarring experiences. It never got to rape but I have gotten a good beating more than once. "Did they hurt you?" Jug asked, clearly concerned. I just nodded as the hot tears streamed down my face. "I left the last town after something like that happened. I was just trying to sleep when a guy who looked about 25 came in drunk and grabbed the first thing he could see and used me as a punching bag. I got on the bus to get as far away as possible and that is how I ended up here."

Jug now had tears brimming in his blue eyes while he practically crushed as he pulled me even closer to him. "I swear baby you are safe with me, I will never let anyone hurt you ever again. Do you believe me?" I looked up at him with a sad smile and nodded. I know he will protect me, according to FP the mate bond connects us in a way that is hard to describe. We would do anything to keep the other safe and happy. He also told me about how the mark solidifies our relationship, once we mark each other we can feel each other's emotions and even use it to find the other if we focus enough.

I snuggled into Jug's chest and I felt my eyes drooping, it had been a long day and all I wanted to do was curl up by Jug and never let go.

Jughead

I can't believe what she just told me, my poor baby has spent her entire life unwanted and abused. I watched as her eyes began to close and her breathing became steady, I just looked at her while she slept. She was an angel and somehow she was sent to me. I made a vow right then and there that I was never going to let anything hurt her, I would rather die than see her suffer. My thoughts were racing through my head a mile a minute, trying to take it all in. That was when I realised that she had nothing, no clothing, no toiletries, and no school phone. I came up with a plan in my head before setting it in motion.

J - Toni, I need you to do me a favor.

T - Ya sure.

J - I think Betty is out for the night so tomorrow after school I need you to take her to the mall and get her everything she needs. That means clothes, toiletries, shoes, and a phone. I don't think she has much of anything.

T - Ok no problem. Can I bring Cheryl?

J - Only if you promise me that she isn't going to scare her.

T - Of course she won't.

J - I mean it Toni, I just need her to be comfortable. No pressuring her into cheerleading or parties.

T - Ya ya I got it, I will take care of her Jones.

J - You better.