The Abused Wolf ✔

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Chapter 8

Questions

*Third POV*

There was a house, painted red on top of the hill.

It wasn't anything special but inside there was a secret that no one would ever know.

A man named Greg would make sure of that.

Although there were rumors going around the city they were nothing more than superstitions.

The abused man that lived inside the home, would never see freedom.

Never see kindness.

Never feel loved.

Never be touched tenderly.

It was his destiny, something that he would never escape.

*West's POV*

I was woken up with a harsh slap on my face.

The smell of beer stung my nose.

Greg.

"Get up!"

I felt awful, why couldn't I keep my big mouth shut?

Tears wanted to fall down my cheeks but I knew that Greg would hit me if that happened.

"We have a visitor and I want you to tell them that I'm not here!"

I nodded stiffly, hopefully it wasn't Bish or Geronimo. I would hate to tell them to leave.

I walked towards the door, I took a huge breath and opened the door just a crack.

"Hello?"

The door was forced open, until it was at its full capacity.

There stood Bish.

Oh no!

"Hey Bish, this isn't the best time, could you come by tomorrow?"

Bish snorted, "No."

"Greg doesn't really want victors right now."

"It's a good thing that I didn't come for Greg then! Well I mean I did but I mostly came for you."

I nodded, my head facing the floor. Greg told me something and I couldn't follow it. I would definitely get a beating for that.

"So Wes, I heard some rumors going about."

"huh? what about?" I asked.

"You and Greg... I just need to have a quick talk with both of you and then I'll be on my way."

"I don't think that a good idea, Greg isn't in the best mood today."

"Hmmm, it would take long, don't worry! I just have to make sure he's treating you all right, that's all!"

I mentally started crying, Bish is going to find out and then I'll be all alone when he tries to take me away!

"O-ok"

I walked towards Greg's room where he sat. I closed the door behind me.

"Bish wants to ask us some questions, I'm sorry I couldn't stop him."

Greg turned to glare at me.

My eyes filled with tears but I tried my best to keep them in.

"It's okay, lets go talk to your friend."

I was shocked, he was okay with this?

Does that mean that I won't get in trouble.

I opened the door and came face to face with Bish, I thought that he was in the kitchen.

Bish was red faced when he saw that I caught him spying on us.

Greg must've known, that's why he was so nice.

I grew angry at myself for those thoughts. I should be lucky that I even have a mate.

I walked past Bish and into the kitchen, I heard Bish and Greg right behind me.

I started preparing a cup of tea for the three of us.