Chapter One

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Gabriella's POV:

Flashback:

"Mom where are you going? " little me asked.

At that time I was five.

"Mommy's gonna come back okay? Just be a good girl while mommy's gone. " she answered.

If I had knew she would have died I would have thrown a tantrum so she wouldn't go.

"Why don't you take me with? " I asked.

"No sweety, we're just gonna give your little sister some shots then we'll be back. " she answered and left without a goodbye.

My dad wasn't home so I had to be there alone.

Few hours later and we heard the news of my mom having a terrible car accident and there weren't any remains to bury as everything was shredded to pieces.

I cried that day and after a week my dad changed.

He wasn't there when I transformed into my wolf for the first time at the age of six and he wasn't there for all my birthdays.

He raped me when I was eight and ten but now I fight him everytime he takes his shit on me.

End of flashback:

Am currently in the kitchen making some chilly pasta for my dad before he gets home.

He likes eating his food with beer and if I don't have a food present to him before he comes I'll be toasted, he even wants me to bow for him every time he's home.

And I really don't wanna do it, but do I have a choice?

After serving the pasta I took the cold beer from the fridge and settled in on the counter then I heard the door open and clicked shut.

'He's home' my wolf Ashley said.

Yes I have Alpha blood and am strong but in some scenarios where you have been beaten since six years old... you get weak like me.

And I couldn't find my strength.

I walked gently to him and bow greeting him.

He kicked me and walked pass me going to his room.

I smelled an horrible stench of alcohol and then I knew someone have triggered him.

Curse them!!

He walked back down few hours later and ignored me sitting down at the kitchen counter.

I just crossed my fingers and prayed to all the gods I know to save me from him and not to be used as a human punch bag today.

After he ate in silence he also ignored me and walked back up stairs.

I know am feeling happy he didn't face his anger on me and kicking me but this isn't him.

He would always fuss about the littlest things but now he's calm but angry at the same time.

I cleared the counter and wash the dishes, after that walked up to my room.

My room was painted my favorite colour pastel blue and it has an attached balcony and bathroom.

I don't have to walk through the halls to go to the bathroom my father uses and don't have to be raped unnoticed.

I fell back first on my bed and let out an heavy breathe I didn't know I was holding.

Am turning twenty next week and I haven't found my mate.

I have things I've planned to do after finding my mate and by things I mean running away from here as far as possible and changing my Identity.

I just pray am not mated to possessive alphas or once ruthless and powerful ones.

I drifted off in my thoughts.

***

I didn't know how long have been asleep for but I was awaken by icy cold water on my body.

I shot up to see the angry face of my father.

Oh no I forgot to make him his food.

"What the fuck are you still doing in bed?! " he yelled and pulled me by the legs making my to hit my ass hard on the floor.

"Am sorry I was just... "

"You idiot, I don't know the fuck why your darling mother decided to leave me with you!! " he introduced his fist with my stomach and a cracking sound followed.

Did I forgot to tell you that alphas are soo strong.

With his strength he broken maybe even two of my ribs and I winced in pain.

Fuck! Can't you feed your self old man?!

"Am sorry I'll cook now please! " I plead but he ignored me and threw another punch to my face and I saw blood.

"Please stop. " I begged in a dry and whisper-like tone.

"You'll fucking get up and cook me something to eat! " he yelled and pulled me by my hair.

Dragging me all the way from my room and through the stairs not even bothered that it hurts.

He flung me to the kitchen and my stomach hit the edge of the kitchen counter.

"Cook!! " he said.

I didn't reply but hurriedly stand up and start making him some porridge.

Even though it hurts moving my limbs I still have to or I'll be hurt more than I've already been.

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Sassy_Catastrophe

Edited: 05/05/2023

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