The Alpha's Abused Mate.

ence, and

rom reality. But for me, there's no such thing. Peace has long been a stranger in my li

t. My father is a pack warrior, but I'm not the proud daughter of a warrior. No, I'm the product of his affair

stay, despite his wife's protests. But I'm a constant reminder of his betrayal. I'm a living scar on their marriage. So,

vant. My stepmother never misses an opportunity to remind me how lucky I am to have a roof over my head. Ac

me. I've faced so much that there's little

cold water. I sat up in bed, drenched. Blinking the water out of my eyes, I saw

d. "I've been calling you for min

himpered "I'll

fore turning away a

nto the shower. After a quick bath, I got dressed in blue skinny jeans and a black sweatshirt-clothes that would hide the bruises from yest

elt the tension in the air. My father, stepmother, and ste

murmured, bowing m

my stepmother,

't happen again,"

ttered, dismissing me w

quick and wouldn't make them wait any longer than they al

they'd be done so I could clean up. That's how it was in this hou

with every move I made. I took the pot of leftover pasta and grabbed a spoon, hoping to get at least some fo

r smirk widened as she watched

're doing?" she demand

ungry," I

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d treated me like this, and it wouldn't be the last. But it still hurt, knowing

o cry again?" Raquell

n here?" Janet'

er gaze landed on the mess on t

e said "Rose was j

her eyes at me

ry," I w

lle muttered with

y, I have something

annoyance. "I'm alre

et said. "Alpha Kyle is com

shock. "Alpha Kyle? He's ba

with a visit. He wants to personally thank your fath

aled with excitement "I n

, leaving me alone with Janet. I turned

Janet

replied, turni

this up,"

y, turning bac

hing inside me that