Once Best Friend, Now My Bully Mate

6: YOU

DA'S

t and pretended all was well.

I covered the marks with concealer, I still felt the skin around my neck throb. What

ria fries just to make a drawing of my face on the floor just so I could laugh. That's the s

I wanted to break down and cry. But I d

ng that had happened, I made sure to wipe the tears from my face before my mom saw it. She wa

said softly. "You

"Not really. But the math exam was

h her health problems, and stressing her out would only make it worse. The last t

my throat. Looking in the mirror now, the bruises were ugly-finger-shaped shadows of what D

he kitchen. I peeped in and saw her stirring a pot on the

help." I step

on. I feel better." She pointed to Max's room. "If you want to help, go check your brother

he Alpha still let the doctor treat her. That meant we weren't

ax's room, grateful I didn't have

I stepped in. "Amanda!

soothed something in my chest. I sat beside him, helped him finish his math homework,

in silence. Mia particularly pouted. She has been that way since

rlier than I ever did. Donovan had ordered me to report to the main pack house for "cleaning duties." His tone had been cold,y threatenin

a

Not for one second. But I didn't have facts to back it up, and being the daughter o

ouse. My legs were tired, but I made

when Donovan and I were close. I used to laugh in those hallways, sne

cold, like I was no

he moment I walked in. Her lips curl

" she scoffed, folding her arms. "The

wly. "Good mo

jabbed a finger near my face. "You're an eye saw a

ponded, holding my shoulders high. She was a

or. How dare you open your mouth to speak. You should be in a dungeon now, or living among rogu

d, almost like she was tryin

idn

"I'll be watching you," she hissed. "And

her for a mo

assigned me this work. If you keep getting in the way and slowing

th to snap something back, but I wal

on

to stand up

oice was sha

th every step. The hallway was quiet. I held my breath as I appro

soft

ng open almo

ust rolled out of bed. His chest was bare, exposing lean muscle, and s

my life a living hell, a monster who'd squeezed

as they swept over me. No

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he said flatly,