Love Thy Shadow, Satan (LTSS) [#Wattys2018]

Chapter 27 - The Monster Awakens

Lenns POV

I still can't believe he's gone.

My one and only. My best friend.

My George.

Tears refused to stop bleeding down my face, as I remembered my most precious person.

He was the first person to treat me like an equal. The first to treat me like a friend. He'd looked after me, whilst everyone was to busy looking after themselves. He was my hero. And my only friend.

I couldn't help but reminisce about how my life used to be, before George found me.

Will we have to go back? To being treated like that? My wolf, Rabid, asked - fear evident in his shaking voice.

I didn't know how to respond.

I sure hope not. I thought, honestly.

Ever since I was little, other kids would poke fun of me for the gap they saw in my appearance and behaviour - "a big softy", they'd say.

They'd gang up... Bully me, call my mum names... And all I could do was just "take the beatings like a good little boy", just as mom told me to.

"They'll die if you hit them" she'd say. She'd constantly remind me, "It's better you die, than them."

One day, I couldn't take it anymore... I hit one of my bullies back - he was my younger half-brother, the Alpha's son.

It was only a punch - just one punch - but he went blind because of it... And it was all my fault.

After that, everyone kept their distance from me - kids and adults alike. They blamed me, saying I was a "monster" for hurting him... But they didn't care to think how much he hurt me.

To them it was a one-way system, where - no matter what - I was always in the wrong.

Even mom left me. After the incident, she ran away with a man, her supposed mate, who she'd met outside pack grounds. She hadn't informed him about me, her 'mistake' - the Alpha's bastard son. The half-Alpha, only because my mother was not the Alpha's mate.

She knew full well that she left me, at 12 years, alone to live with a pack that despised me.

They shunned me and hurt me. They chained me and locked me up when I turned 16, trapping me under known-to-be-false accusations.

I stayed there, chained and tortured, for 4 years... And nobody came to help me. Not even my so-called father.

One day, the pack got attacked by a group of rogues, who were looking for food and land. They helped me escape, feeling sorry for me as I was the only captive.

I was snapped out of my reverie by a bruised up Blake, limping through the cell gate. He'd returned a few hours ago after recuperating from his fight with Faith.

He still didn't look fine yet, though.

"Hey, Lenn! Jessie's calling you. We've found the guys who killed George."