My Living Hell (Completed)

Chapter 12

Ashlyn's pov

It was about midnight and I was starting to finally drift off to sleep, when I heard it. The distinctive noise of my father trying to climb up the stairs. He stumbled on the second step, and the scent of alcohol hit my nose. It was so strong that it almost knocked me out.

Not thinking I got up and went straight out the window. I knew that I didn't have enough time to grab anything else. As soon as I hit the ground, I booked it. He couldn't keep doing this to me. I was his daughter, not his dead mate. I may look like her, but I wasn't her. Somewhere deep down I knew that he knew this, but didn't care and never would. Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if my mother was here. Would my father be like he was when she was still alive? Would I be his princess? And my twin the prince? Or would he still be doing what he's doing, but towards his mate more than me?

But why hope? The only thing I hope for now, is for my father to get himself killed. Or tortured. Something where he could feel the pain he put me in for all these years. Maybe I would be popular and some whore. Or maybe some nerd who got picked on, but was secretly really hot. Maybe even a good girl who's over protective brother keeps he away from boys. But I'll never know, and it was all his FUCKING fault.

I could feel silent angry tears, running down my face. The tears wouldn't stop. I looked up seeing where I was, and was surprised to see my hobo home. Though this time it looked like it was new. Someone had been working hard on this place. It didn't look like my dump anymore.

Ignoring my wolf trying to talk to me, probably to cheer me up. I reached underneath the soil of the two roses, I planted when I first found this place, and grabbed the key. I had found it a week after I started to fix up my room. It was hidden underneath the closet floorboards.

After unlocking the door, I walk in and close it behind me. I lean against the door with my eyes closed till the sexiest voice

ever starts to speak.

"What are you doing in my house, my love? And how did you get a key?"

"Aaah! I-I I didn't know that this was your home, Chandranath." My heart beats faster like it just ran a marathon.

"You're avoiding my last question, Ashlyn."

I contemplate what to say, when his eyes turn black and his wolf takes over. He grabs me in his arms and smashes his lips against mine.

His lips are soft and gentle, but rough at the same time. I can feel how much he truly loves me. Tears start coming to my eyes, and fall on my cheeks once again.

Chandranath stops and looks at me with all the concern in the world. "What's wrong my love? Is it something that I've done?" He starts to kiss my tears off my cheeks. I smile and wrap my arms around his neck. He looks at me in complete shock, and I smile.

"No, nothing's wrong, my prince. For I know that you'll always be there to keep me safe." A huge grin takes over my face and he kisses me again. This time I return the kiss.

He grabs my hands and takes me up the stairs. He starts to open my bedroom door, and my breathe catches in my throat. It doesn't even look like how I left it, but at the same time it does.