** And because you requested for her POV. Here it is. Hope you guys have fun. I wrote this in a way as if Emily is talking to you directly so yeah, think of it as her sharing her side of the story :}}}
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Emily's POV.
People have reasons why they do what they do or have done what they've done. Its easy to judge some body by the mistakes they made and the mistakes they're making but if we could only take a deeper look beyond the actions, maybe just maybe we'd understand why.
I stand as the villain. I am the villain. But being in my shoes isn't like walking in the park on a bright sun shiny day. Being the evil that I am is a choice driven by the force and the fear that lies behind. This is my story. This is who I am and I'm not bagging for support, I'm not fetching for sympathy and I never will. This is me and if you don't like it, leave me be. That's my mind set and will always be.
To be raised by someone like Kendrick Leigh is to be raised in a world where violence is normal, where suffering is abundant and where extreme punishments take place when you don't follow his orders, whether you are a family to him or not. I never really understood his ways of running his pack, never understood why he treated me my mom like dummies or more like puppets he loved to control and to use. I never, not once felt he loved me as his child. I never was. To him I was a baggage, a baggage he kept to use in the future. I was a liability, a robot he could control the way he wants it.
I was 14 when I've seen the biggest fight they've been into where the house seemed to nearly collapse due to physical violence that resulted in me finding out the truth. I ran behind the shelf and hid myself but their voices were strong enough that I heard every word they've said to each other. My mom was fueled in anger and pain that she couldn't even breath properly. I remember how clear it was when she banged on Kendrick's chest, yelling at him for stealing me away from her and her family. Here's the truth.
When my mom gave birth, she had twins. She delivered via CS-section and Kendrick swept in and bribed the doctors. More like, threatened them, hypnotized them, so they would give one child to him without my mom and real dad knowing. Kendrick chose between me and my twin, he was supposed to choose my twin but the doctors told him, she wasn't likely going to survive due to her heart problem, so unfortunately for me, I was the chosen one. By now, you all know the truth. Yes, Avie is my twin.
My mother woke up thinking she only had one child and then my life in hell started unraveling before my eyes. Kendrick took me and raised me to be obedient, to bow down to all he says and to treat him the alpha that he is and not the father he should've been. I was raised to yield to his demands, his orders as one of his men and not as his daughter.
Mama on the other hand stood beside him but every day, her life was same like mine. The only moment we were free was when Kendrick would leave and be gone for a week to be the longest time. My mom would then cater to me and my every need. She tried so hard to fill in the place of what was lacking. She would sing to me and tell me stories, she would feed me and dress me up and when she came around, she embraced me as her own, not even knowing that I am in fact her own. She always thought I was just a random child picked up by Kendrick, a trash he had to keep.
When Kendrick would arrive, mom goes back to being his servant, the one he treats like a slave, the one who took the beatings for me breaking something or going against his rules. He was harsh, I never believed in the devil until I saw how dark his soul could be, if he ever has one.
In that big fight he admitted to my mom that he indeed took me away and made them believe they only had one child. He was responsible for the death of our own father, and he too was responsible for bewitching my mom into believing he was his mate through a veteran witch who owed him and was considered paid as long as he does what my father says. He easily swept my mom away from humanity, away from a normal life.
