An Angel For A Mate

Chapter 4

Irei's POV

Sitting on my I feel like I was being watched... Looking over my left shoulder, outside my balcony I saw nothing but trees.

After the weird feeling of being watched goes away I relax and let my towel drop to the floor.

Putting on comfortable shorts and a baggy shirt I go downstairs. Walking into the kitchen I make myself a hefty tuna sandwich before getting started on dinner.

Making marinated stake, hot rolls of bread, peas and baking hot potatoes. I start on the salad. Liking the feel of making things from scratch.

I know what your thinking..

I practically live in a castle of a house, so why am I cooking..?

Other then me loving to cook its because mother says getting maids is a waste of money. That I should be able to clean up after myself.

Knowing the fact that it wasn't me but my 'brother' who messes up the house making me his personal house slave.

His anger problem doesn't help much. He beat me over the tiniest reasons. Some of which have nothing to do with me.

Speaking of the devil.. He walks in with another one of his 'play things' in his arms he looks at me and sneers.

Looking briefly disgustingly at him then looking away to finish up cleaning up the kitchen. He walks up behind me and yanks my hair back making me look him in the face.

"You got something to say you little Bitch..?" He growls his breath smelling of alcohol.

A drunk Brian is worse than a sober Brian.

Hissing through my teeth I shake my head. Not satisfied with my reply he yanks my hair back even further.

"Speak when spoken to whore!!" He shoved me onto the floor. Landing on my face causing me to snap my jaw out of place.

"Pathetic piece of crap!" He yells into my face as he bands down and tanks back my hair again.

Rubbing in the fact that I'm not even his sister in as he kicks me in the ribs repeatedly. Wheezing through my teeth trying so hard not to let an angry shout out. I grit my teeth together.

After he walks away somewhat satisfied. I pull myself up and clutch my jaw to my self.

Glancing over my shoulder I saw his little piece of slut laughing like she was having the the time of her life.

Can you believe the audacity he has? To call,ME a whore when he was the one holding that slut in his arm.

I swear his IQ is lower then a fish's.. Rolling my shoulders back, massaging my jaw and cracking my neck I go back to cleaning up.

I have a high pain tolerance for those who are curious as to why I get up like it was nothing. Plus the fact that I heal remarkably well.

I can beat his ass in a fight any day. He may look buff and act strong but he's a pure weakling. The only reason I put up with it is because he's an Alpha and Mother doesn't believe me and tells me if it's true then I must've deserved it.

Loving only her one and true son. Me on the other hand am my fathers child and No. He's not my half-brother. My Mum died giving birth to me. My dad remarried after he met this Witch I call 'Mother'. Beats me what he saw in her. He died last year. It was a Rouge attack but he didn't believe me when I told him that Brian tried to beat me when he was on his honeymoon.

He pushed it aside as if it were nothing. He even yelled at me when I told him Brian and his friends almost gang taped me. You know what he said when I told him..? He said that for all he knows I could "be a whore" and was trying to "score some" and blamed them and Brian when they "rejected" me." Like I would ever want to sleep with him and or his stupid gang of friends.

Brian is the son of the previous alpha. But his father died when he was young.

I would've thought him being an alpha would've changed his character but it only gets worse. So I put up with it until I'm an adult or 18 and have a stable job to sustain me and provide me the life that I want.

Hearing loud disgusting sounds from his bedroom I roll my eyes and stick my earphones in my ears and put my music on high rocking to 'blood on the dance floor' I absolutely Love 'em!!

Taking out my earphones I take out the bread sticks and potatoes out the oven I set up the table.

Hearing the click of the key turning I hear my Mothers heels click away on the floor rather loudly. Sighing I turn my attention to her and take her jacket off of her and hang it up.

"So how was your day, Mother?" I ask politely

"It was fine. Now go upstairs and be a good little girl and call your brother down.." She waved me off in the direction of his room.

"But... He's rather busy at the time and I wouldn't want to disturb him, Mother" I eye her pleadingly. Knowing what happened last time...

She nods understanding what I meant and walks away.

Letting out the breath I was holding at least she saves me from reliving that..again.

Not wanting to think about it, I shake it off and resumed back to what I was doing.

By the time the kitchen and living room were spotless and dinner was ready. I went up to Brian's bedroom and knocked on his door. His 'play thing' left a while ago it was now safe to call him down.

"What do you want?" He opened the door scratching his head.

"It's time for dinner and Mother told me to call you down." I reply dryly.

Looking like he was trying to undress me with his eyes I step backwards before he could reach out and grab me.

Making a gag sound in the back of my throat I walk down the hall to my room and locked the door behind me.

Stopping dead in my track as I turn around and found someone going through my things.

Balling my hands up in anger I look at him straight in eye.

"What the Fuck do you think your doing...?" I growled narrowing my eyes.

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Cliff hanger!!! ;)

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