Chapter 18

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I felt another tug and I put my fork down and looked at Roman who moved his chair back a bit and tapped his thigh "com zdes"(Come here) steam would be coming out of my ears with how angry I am right now. I slowly stood up and walked to Roman and sat on his lap. His arms automatically came around my waist as he pulled me towards him, with my back resting on chest.

I watched as Roman twirled the chain around his arm, and I looked away with a small smile.

You better savour this, because this will be the last time you get to touch me like this.

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I was in the toilet now, no going to lie I'm surprised that Roman let me go. I stared at the chain that was coming out from the door. Not surprised anymore. I finished peeing a couple of minutes ago, now I am just sitting on the toilet seat.

It was getting a bit too much, Roman made it his personal mission to humiliate me every chance he got and I could tell the pack was loving it. The snickers weren't missed nor was the laughing that they covered up with a cough. I clenched my hands tightly in a fist, I hate being here. I closed my eyes and leaned on my thighs with my elbows, and covered my face.

I started think back to what Roman said in the room, did the humans really do this? Was Mary tortured by humans? If so, I moved my hands away from my face and looked at the black tiles on the floor, can I really blame them for the way they've been acting? To be honest, I think I would have acted the same way. Be violent, agressive possessive over everyone I know because of what has been done to us.

The change has to happen somewhere, I stood up and patted my dress down and moved to tie my hair up in a tighter in pony tail. This will never change unless, someone takes the first step towards co-existing peacefully and willingly. This violent cycle needs to stop and I am not sure who will do that, I doubt Roman would be the one to do it. I twisted the toilet door knob and closed it behind me and and looked at myself in the mirror and I eyed the silver thing around my neck. This chain is proof of that.

I sighed and walked towards the sink and started to wash my hands, I look like a mess right now, I don't need to have a breakdown about how ugly I've become. I let out a small laugh as I lathered the soap in my hands, like I was hot stuff in the first place. I let the warm water run through my fingers and spaced out while staring at my hands.

What does it actually mean to be human ? Did I really not give Roman a chance before anything?

I started to think back to when I first met him and shook my head, I think if he just approached me properly, took me out on dates and really got to know and not want me just because his wolf says so then things would be different. I think, for the first time in a long time I would be happy. Know what it's like to be in love and be loved, from the way I grew up. I experienced a very twisted version of love, I always did wonder how would I know what love is, when do I know that I love that person ?

I turned the tap off and shook off the excess water in the sink and walked towards the hand dryer, I looked at the ceiling and let the sound of the dryer forget where I was for a second. As my hands began to dry more, the door opened and I turned and made eye contact with Natalia who held a single finger over lips. She closed the door and pointed at the now quiet dryer, I quickly put my hands back in and the sound of the dryer filled the room.

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