CHAPTER 6

As I open my eyes and stretch I felt incredible, I had barely any pain for the first time in my life. Layla groans in my head

“Why are we awake, go back to sleep”

I chuckle shaking my head

“Nope, we need to get out of here before he wakes up”

She huffs, yawning as I pull out some concealer and start covering my bruises. It takes a while but soon I look half normal.

“The bruising should be gone by tomorrow”

She says peeking out of my eyes, I shrug not really caring. At least I had no pain, that was the main thing.

I quickly get dressed, making his breakfast and leaving it on the table, covered in foil. He was still sleeping on the same spot, still covered in food and sauce. I cover my mouth to stop the giggle as I run out the door.

I head straight to my favourite thrift shop, I would be helping the Luna at a huge summet tomorrow and I needed to look at least half decent.

I find a beautiful blue dress that would go well with half leggings and converse, then I go to Sephora to find better concealer to cover my bruises and scars. On the way home I picked up kfc, filling my stomach before returning home.

On the way I stop at the grocery store, grabbing dinner supplies for dad and extra apples, carrots and bananas for myself. I add a few extra snacks that I can nibble on while I read and I go straight back home.

As I arrive I couldn’t see anyone or hear anything coming from the house so I casually walk around the side and throw my bags onto my small balcony and then I go back to the front door, taking a breath before I open it.

The house was definitely empty, helping us relax as we immediately start the dinner so I can disappear before he even arrives home.

As I finish wrapping the food up on the table I make a run for it, reaching my room just as his car pulls up. My heart races in fear as I lock the door and crawl to the balcony, hiding my stuff under my makeshift bed.

My hands sweat as my anxiety rises. My heart pounds as tears burn my eyes. I felt sick waiting for him to call me, but praying that he won’t.

“Where the fuck are you you tramp!”

“Crap”

Layla mumbles as My body trembles, I try to shake my hands to free me from the fear that was all consuming.

“I’m coming down now”

I shout, taking a breath as I try to calm myself. I slowly make my way downstairs and into the kitchen, looking at my feet as I walk.

“Sit down and watch me eat”

I complied, sitting across from him, laying my hands on my lap as I look at his plate.

“This is stupid, we need to just kill him, look at him eat, seriously it’s worse than a baby it’s gross”

Layla complains

“Nobody would believe us if we told them the truth, if we kill him they definitely won’t, he’s the best liar iv ever came across”

She huffs, crossing her arms as she glares at him on the inside, my face was like porcelain. I wouldn’t react in front of him, I won’t give him that satisfaction.

He was so different out in the world, even when he ate he did it politely, the perfect beta who everyone loved and adored, the people came to him for everything and anything and he was there for them. The perfect disguise for an Abusive piece of shit.

The summet was a few hours away, I was actually excited to go and meet new people. It’s where all the unmated wolfs went every year as their alphas worked on strengthening the relationships between packs.

Our pack was small and we weren’t very close compared to others, our kids didn’t play with each other or train together. We just coexisted really. It was a dull place to live and I’m glad I’ll have a chance to get out of here when I meet my mate.

His grunt grabs my attention, my eyes meeting his as he glares at me.

“I think you can starve again tonight. Go to bed and be ready to leave at 5am”

I nod, not wanting to aggravate him anymore than he already is. I get up but as I go to pass him he kicks me on the hip hard.

I scream as I’m sent flying into the kitchen island, landing hard as my body screams in pain, my eyes instantly watering as my body goes numb in shock.

He gages my reaction and smiles when he realises the hip was the best place to hit me. Layla whimpers in pain as we lay there crying.

He gets up with a roar, lifting his foot up and he slams it down on my hip again, I scream as the bone breaks, my leg feels like it was torn out of the socket as I cry.

Next he goes for the ribs, he works fast, using all his strength to slam his foot down on my ribs, grabbing me by the scruff of my shirt, and landing 3 hard blows to the face.

My head spins as it hits the hard tiled floor, my body going limp as fight or flight takes over, pushing me to the side. Layla was in shock at how fast it happened, she hadn’t even had a chance to recover when he grabbed my legs, yanking me across the floor.

The pain from my hip, forcing us back into the moment as the pain spreads throughout our body, every inch of me trembles as our body goes into shock. But just as he grabs the waistband of my trousers Layla roars, pushing forward with a fearless feral growl!

“NOOOOO YOU WILL NOT”

She roars as my body starts to shake and tremble, she forces the shift, my body was too weak but she made sure he knew who was in control as she stands on all fours, towering over him. Every hair on our body standing to attention as she snarls in his face.

For the first time in my life I was the one towering over my quivering father, I was the one instilling fear in him. I was the one he was terrified of as he jumps back, falling over a chair and he takes off running up the stairs.

We wait until we hear the door click and then we relax, she whimpers, limping up the stairs, our hip may be healed but it still hurt like a bitch.

“We need a bed”

She says to me, I shrug

“The spare room but it doesn’t have a lock or a bathroom”

She growls, going to our room, once inside we shift back, I fall forward on my face, my body hurt bad, I wanted to curl up and die as I lock the door and fall into the corner.

Our vision was still blurry, our head was pounding but we were safe and that’s all that mattered. It takes only seconds for us to pass out, to sore to care about anything else.

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The alarm blair's waking me from our slumber

“Damn everything hurts”

Layla whimpers, she was right, I felt like shit. I push off the floor, wobbling a little on my feet and we make our way to the bathroom. If I thought I was bruised before then I was sadly mistaken.

“Wow we really look like shit”

My hair was dried in chunks of blood, bruising covered my body from head to toe. I turn starting the shower and I step under the stream of cold water, leaning against the wall. Everything hurt so bad I wanted to cry.

I wash the blood from my hair, as I clean each wound I feel the healing powers of Layla work within my skin and bones. By the time I shower I was surprised to see most of my bruising had calmed considerably

“Wow that was fast”

“Mmmhmmm”

Layla answers, looking away awkwardly. I frowned looking at her, she was definitely hiding something. I could feel it but as I go to press her further My alarm starts to go off again distracting me.

I grab my makeup and I cover the bruises on my face the best I could, pulling my hair into a messy bun. I dress in jeans and a black Rolling Stones T-shirt and I leave, grabbing my bag and taking it downstairs.

It was 4:30, we would be leaving at 5 so I immediately start breakfast, making a little extra for myself. I swallow it into me before he arrives but to my surprise he doesn’t arrive so I refill my cup with coffee as my eyes start to close again, we wait and wait and eventually I fall asleep, getting comfortable as I rest my head on my arms.

“you stupid bitch why did u not wake me! Get into the fucking car now!!!!!”

I leap up in shock, Layla growls in at him as he takes a step too close to us, he zeros his eyes in at me as I swallow the lump in my throat. His aura shooting out, raising the hair on the back of my neck. Layla doesn’t feel it though, she walks straight through him, nudging his shoulder as we stomp out the door in anger.

“Damn how did you do that?”