Chapter Two

Emily’s POV

I was more relieved to stay in my room away from their boisterous voices. I liked to imagine a quiet peaceful life, where I would go away from here and start a new life. I imagined a future, but the reality was cruel and merciless.

The world outside of these walls wasn't kind to my family. The outside world took my family away from me leaving me in the hands and mercy of strangers.

My real father died when I was ten, Mother had remarried that monster downstairs a year after. We didn't have any money, things were hard and he was on our way out of poverty but soon Mother died too and the monster downstairs returned to his sick ex-wife and sick daughter.

When he had begun hitting me, people in the pack cautioned him, even the Alpha but Hershel Liamsworth didn't take orders from nobody. Soon everyone forgot about me, all I always got were those pitiful stares that made me sick to my stomach . Every day I found myself praying to anyone and everything that they'd take it back. That someday Hershel Liamsworth would forget all about me, will decide to let me go.

But it seemed the only way out was to find my mate.

People found theirs before eighteen or after eighteen but here I was, nineteen and alone. I felt nothing, no young man looked my way with longing glances or smiles whenever I entered a store or went somewhere else.

Amelia, my wolf , would have told me something - yes I named my wolf. We would have felt some sort of connection but nothing!

“Emily can you finish cleaning already! You’ve been there for hours” Avery shouted again, getting louder and angrier each second. I was done but still stayed silent. Her loud voice made the whole house tremble and rattled the window frames, reminding me that the windows here aren’t soundproof.

Avery continued yelling and I ignored it all. It just added to the frustration I was feeling. The more I focused on the dishes piling up on the floor, the more furious and enraged Avery became. I couldn’t see her face but I could feel it, the fury radiating off of her.

Suddenly I was hit square in the jaw and I stumbled backwards hitting the wall as everything went blurry, my vision clouding with black spots and my entire body throbbing. I felt the blood slowly dripping out of my nose and onto the floor below me. I wiped the blood away with my sleeve and turned around.

“How dare you ignore me?” Her fists were tightly clenched and her eyes were bright red, looking crazier than ever.”Didn’t you hear me?” her voice sounded strained.

“No…” I whispered, my head spinning in circles from the sudden attack.

Avery pushed me against the wall harder and I coughed violently, tears rolling down my cheeks as she punched me again and again. It hurt like hell but she didn’t care, I knew better than to fight back.

I’ll be dead.

“Shut up!” Avery growled, punching me again and again, knocking the air out of me completely.

“Avery…” I groaned, holding onto her wrists. There was blood flowing freely from my nose and she finally stopped hitting me, her face a mix of emotions I couldn’t read, anger, sadness...pain.

Avery released me suddenly and stormed out of the house slamming the door shut behind her as if her anger would make the doors stay open. I fell to my knees, coughing up some more blood that pooled in my mouth and I tasted copper. I wiped the rest of the blood away quickly and stood up, trying desperately to ignore the stabbing sensation in my side.

My insides were on fire but I knew I’d be fine, this was little compared to what I have been through.

After I finished cleaning the dishes, I mopped the floor and the blood that had left little red stains on it.

“Mother! He broke up with me” Avery’s whiny voice and sobs followed as I passed through the hallway.

Even Avery had found her mate but she wasn't ready to accept him, so she was seeing some dumb blond boy from Crystal Moon pack. I rolled my eyes and shook my head as I closed the bedroom door behind me, not wanting anyone to catch me doing the dirty work.

After closing the door, I walked straight to the bathroom and locked myself inside the shower stall with the water pouring into the tub. I stripped my clothing, my body shivering from coldness and trembling from the pain I felt .

Once I had undressed myself completely, I climbed into the bathtub. As I began to relax, letting the hot water wash over me even though it stung, it was still relieving.

I allowed the hot water to take control, taking charge of my nerves as well as my pain. The warm water washed away the dried blood and dirt on my body which made my skin smooth and soft. It also helped with the pain. The pain was still present of course. But right now it was just background noise, so I welcomed it.

Eventually, the water began to run cold and my muscles relaxed.

When I got out, I managed to dress some of the wounds I could while praying that the ones I couldn't treat or dress wouldn't leave a lot of damage or scars.

I had gotten out without any major injuries and I smiled to myself because I was able to put on some comfortable clothes, ones that weren’t so tight and uncomfortable. I crawled to the warmth of my bed and curled under the covers, closing my eyes, hoping to fall asleep. The darkness surrounding me felt nice.

As I drifted into the dark abyss, I felt another pair of strong arms wrapping themselves around me and a soft kiss placed on the top of my head. They hugged me tighter as a familiar scent flooded my senses.

It was a dream.