I arrived to the front door of our little home. I had to pretend that the events of today didnt happen. I had to pretend that I was the same, a mateless useless piece of shit. He had to believe me cause if he didnt, I was dead. Isnt that what I wanted? I mean, a part of me wanted to live. Live a nice peaceful life. Thatll never happen here though.
I took a big deep breathe and walked through the front door. The first thing I did was go to the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge. I walked to the Livingroom and sat the beer beside the man glued to the television. He didnt acknowledge me, which was always a good thing. I went to walk away to go upstairs.
"Make me food bitch." he spat out with all the hate in the world. Without saying a word I made my way back to the kitchen. I took a hungry man meal out of the freezer. It was basically the only food my father would eat anymore. I used to cook him whole meals but he would always throw them at my face. 'Youre a horrible fucking cook you useless bitch' he would scream. Then would beat me to an inch of my life. I place the meal in the microwave and dialed the numbers in.
The phone rang, and i heard my fathers 'Hello' as he answered the phone. It was more than likely his brother doing his daily check in on him. Ever since mom left, Uncle Alex started calling dad daily. He was worried about him, it was easy to lose a mate. It wasnt uncommon for a wolf to end themselves after losing a mate. Little did uncle Alex know though, instead of killing himself, he was killing his daughter each day. I was his immediate target, dad was never like this before mom. He was one of the most caring and soft people youd ever meet. He would volunteer whatever he could just to help those in need. After mom left he stopped helping everyone and became a shut in. Which wasnt a surprise to anyone. He started drinking to numb the pain, and everyday he would look at me with disgust. 'YOU HAVE HER EYES.' he would drunkenly scream at me. That was when the beating started.
The microwave beeped bringing me back to reality. I wish I could bring my father back to the man he once was before, but he will never be that man again. Ever. I picked the hot plastic plate up, and made my way to the livingroom. I set the food on his little table.
"Why was he asking about her?" my dad growled, his eyes flashing. I was getting a beating tonight, and i dont even know why. I could faintly hear my uncle say he didnt know, it was random and out of no where. "Fork." my father demanded as he glared at me. His eyes watching my every move. I quickly grabbed him a fork and another beer. Id have to go to the store and get more beer tomorrow. If im alive, every night could be my very last night.
"Alright, bye Alex." My father hung the phone up and slammed it down. I winced, as I watched for his next move. I learned pretty quickly that you just accept what hes about to do. Because if you dont then itll be a million times worse for you. Nothing you can do to stop him except pray to the moon goddess that tonight is the last. Whatever her plans for me were, so far they sucked. My life was shit and it was all her fault. Whyd she have to give me this life? "Girl are you even fucking listening to me?" my cheek stung as the impact of his hand found my face.
"Im sorry sir." I whispered, not daring to flinch or make any other sounds. The key is to make your face void of any emotion. You cry alone in your room after, if you dont end up dead.
"I said," he snapped, his eyes flickering with the familiar anger and disgust he shows every night. "Why the fuck is Alpha Asher asking Alex about you? What the fuck have you done now, you stupid bitch." he slapped me across the face again, but even harder this time. His hand print was more than likely going to be there for the remainder of the night.
"I dont know." I whispered back, trying to control my facial questions. My wolf whimpering in my mind at the mention of our mates name. I cant let him find out about him. This secret will come to the grave with me. I must protect Asher, even if it meant we cant be together.
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To The Moon
WerewolfSarah Lockwood kept her head down. She didnt dare look at anyone, especially into anyones eyes. If her inner wolf ever found her mate, then sarah would be killed. As he beat her and made her broken spirit even more broken, she laid there praying to...