The Undefeated Werewolf King

Chapter: 3

"Just a little higher, bubba. I can almost reach it." Said the girl to her brother who was holding the wooden stool as his sister stood on it reaching for the choco chip cookie jar.

"Hurry up Angie, mom might return soon now!" He said as he struggled to hold the huge stool with his little hands.

She could almost reach it. Just a little higher and they can ravish the delicious cookies made by their mother.
Thought their mother warned them not to have another one as they already had their share of cookies for the day.
But the cookies were too good for them to obey their mother this time.

"Now what might you two be doing here, huh?" Their mother stood near the kitchen door, hands folded trying to hide the amused look on her face.

The sudden intrusion startled them and Angelina fell from the stool with a thud.

Their mother rushed towards her and examined her searching for any wounds.

The little girl sniffled as her elbow throbbed painfully.
Tears started to brim her big blue eyes.

"Aww, my baby" her mother cooed and kissed her wound.
"Let's get you cleaned up, okay?" Angelina nodded absentmindedly.

She held her daughter tightly in her arms and carried her to her room as her brother bought the safety kit.

"I'm sorry mommy." Apologized the little girl ashamed as she didn't listen to her mother and tried to steal the cookies.

"It's okay baby. But don't repeat it again. Alright. We don't want to get any boo-boos now, do we?" Angelina shook her head quickly.

Her mother cleaned her wound and kissed her goodnight.

"Mommy, can you read me a story, please?" Requested Angelina.

"Sure baby. Which story do you want to hear today?"

"The one with the handsome prince, mommy!"
She answered quickly.
The story of the handsome prince and the warrior princess fighting the dragons and bad men intrigued her. Especially the happy ending which they deserved after fighting off their demons.

"Mommy, will I find my prince and a happy ending too?" The girl asked her mother with hope.

"Of course honey, every princess does. And you are my strong warrior princess." Said her mother as she kissed her wound.

Angelina felt happy and content as she was going to get her happy ending too with her prince.

But in reality, she escaped the monster after he left her to die in the basement. For a while at least.

No matter how bad she suffered at the hands of her master death just didn't seem to grace his blessings upon her. It was as though even death didn't want to help her free from her master.

She now laid upon the white hospital mattress of the castle. Lucy had come to her rescue as she immediate took Angelina to the castle's doctor. She found Angelina almost dead. Her breathing was slow and her heart beat too. If she had found her any later, she might have been dead by now.

The doctor stitched her wounds that her master had given to her with his leather belt. Her back was scarred with multiple open slashes. Three of her ribs were broken. Her wrist was dislocated, to locate it again the doctor had to break her wrist again so that it could heal in the right angle.

Some of her bruises were now purple as they started healing already. But her ribs hurt a little when she walked.

She had gotten back to work immediately as she didn't want to earn another set of scars from her master.