You Aren't Mine

CHAPTER 1

Word count: 1229 words
Slightly edited
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Ting...
Ting

"Table number 17!!"

I rushed to the counter to take the orders weaving my way to the buzzing restaurant.
"Here you go " - I served their orders with a smile , I checked my watch to see if it is the end of my shift and praise the moon goddess it is! I cant afford to let him come home first or im getting the worse of it.

I rushed my way back to the counter to end my shift , and heard the jingling of the door's chime signaling another hungry customer. As I'm nearing the counter, a strong presence stilled the air carrying powerful waves of dominance , this could mean another wolf of a high rank is in the vicinity. I took a moment  before shrugging it off    "ofcourse you work in a restaurant built in neutral territory ,anyone can come and eat , stupid"  my bitchy wolf butt in
I mentally rolled my eyes at her and continued walking . " great job today Ty" (pronounced as Tee)  my manager Diether Williams said.  He's 40 years old and a werewolf just like me.
"Yeah? If i didnt know any better i would say those people are hungrier than a wolf"
He just chuckled at my remark and waved me over after saying
" well you should be off now " he said glancing at the purple bruise on my cheek, giving me a sympathetic smile.I smiled back before turning on my heels , tsk I didnt put enough make up - i thought to myself and mentally took note to apply heavier make up next time .
Before I made it out through the door , I looked back to my busy workplace and to my surprise my eyes connected with icy blue ones , the man is sitting at the last table I served  (table number 17) , I am not oblivious to  the fact that I looked like a creepy stalker standing in the exit door staring at a stranger, at that moment i didnt care though ,i was lost in his eyes.  Maybe it is the powerful aura radiating from him that caught my inner beast's attention, it is instinct to us female wolves after all to mate with strong males. My nerves began to hum when He  stood up and was about to close the distance between us when my co-worker Lindsy strutted towards him and bent over to expose her breast..  I mean to serve his "food". we broke eye contact and I  face palmed myself wondering what just happened ," You've been caught staring , stupid" my wolf  Devon straightly stated. I wasn't ! - I exclaimed in denial, in return she just rolled her eyes at me before retreating at the back of my mind. I just huffed knowing the wolf was right. Since when did I start staring at strangers?
I shook my head to erase his alluring eyes and the embarrasing thoughts running in my head and focused on the task ahead which is getting myself home in time.

The pack house is located far deeper into the forest , makibg it an hour travel to work and if you ask me , why would she pick a job that far? Well, I enjoy having a little distance from my father and working on neutral territory which is inhabited by humans gives me a little peace from my disheveled life as a wolf, which is what i needed.

Im almost at the entrance of the pack borders  ,the sight of the pack's territory awakens dread all over my body in the thought of facing my father..again.
Maybe I can run away?- i asked than stated to myself looking ahead at the pack territory.

HE WILL HUNT US DOWN AND SURELY , HE WILL LAY A HAND ON THE PEOPLE WE LOVE..- Devon answered making me mentally hit myself for even thinking such nonsense.

I continued walking until I came face to face with my hell on earth.HIS HOUSE. Hearing my heart pounding  at my chest like its my first time going on a horror house, I tried calming myself chanting that this is just like any other day, a few hours of beating wouldnt be that bad, right? Hopefully he forgets he even had a child so I can go on my merry way not even sparing a single glance back. But knowing me and my friend luck WE NEVER GET ALONG.

Finally after having the needed breath to walk inside the house, I smelled the air and listened for any movements that indicates my father is home, and thankfully there's none, has luck finally decided to be my friend? " dont get any false hopes"  Devon beat me to it,  A girl can dream- I told her.
Shaking my head to focus on the task ahead and that is to stay alive, I hurriedly climbed up the steps to my room , changed ,then went down again to the kitchen to prepare dinner and clean any mess my father left behind after a long night of drowning himself with alcohol. After, I'm done with all the chores I took a little food and climbed up the stairs to my room where I would await the return of the beast in fearful silence.
Its no use locking my bedroom door when he could just kick it off its hinges and barge in with not too much effort ,and those attempts would only enraged him even more.
Every time he walks in through that front door, I would just pray to the moon goddess that he would  pay no attention to me and just be pleased by the food I prepared for him when he gets home ,then go straight to his office and ride the waves of oblivion with his alcohol and pass out drunk. But ofcourse being the cursed person I am , none of it will happen.
When I heard the slamming of the front door and heavy foot steps coming from the kitchen followed by the smashing of plates I cowered at the corner of my room, thinking what had upset him , maybe he didn't like those food I cooked,  I thought fearing I was right in one thing ,either the food or my existence it doesn't matter, he was mad ."YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH! WHAT DID I RAISE YOU FOR?!  I SHOULD HAVE STRANGLED YOU TO DEATH WHEN YOU'RE STILL A CHILD YOU FUCKING WHORE!"the beast slurred . I protectively curled myself into a ball and awaited the worst from my drunken father.
It didn't take long before my bedroom door slammed open revealing the devil itself bringer of  hell.

Beaten

Abused
I tried to call for help
Anybody....
Somebody..

Save me...

But like my bones breaking from his thundering assault to my body , any hope left in me  shattered.

And just before I was consumed by the blanket of unconsciousness , my thoughts drifted to those icy blue eyes.
mr. Table number17  I chuckled at that thought before i drifted away. Why am I even thinking of that unknown man?

Strangely, i thought i felt hope remembering those blue orbs.

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Hello to my dear readers!

Thank you for taking the time to read and add this story  to your libraries.
I know this chapter is short , please understand and bear with me.

I am really putting effort in this story and i hope you will like it.

- author :)