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rk red with five fingerprints clearly forming on her fair skin. Little girl's eyes becam

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me. I caught my cheek and looked at the coffee flowing near my legs.. Though I was wearing slippers it was

ll with my head down thinking how sugar became salt i

e who did it.." A voice said beside me in the air..

It was a common thing in our packhouse.. No matter how much my father and step mother mistreat me, no one in the p

the stairs.. There stood my stepbrother, Mac, with a smirk on his face.. Wit

y my stepmother but also the torture from my step brother.. I wo

aught me by the hair making me flinch in pain.. "Do you want me to die like your mother? You ungrateful wen

e voice I heard before is not my wolf's...bu

g because it would make my suffering more.. They

rning red and I couldn't bear the pain.. She slapped me again and again till she felt satisfied. I clos

n to the floor.. "Why don't you taste the coffee you mad

i**h.." she turned my head and slapped me again.. I fell on the floor and she kick

angrily by pressing her hard a

head and make it a mop to clean the fl

floor and her feet.. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I couldn't bear the humiliation while pe

eighboring pack.. My mother couldn't concentrate on the war because they left me alone in our packhouse. That night I was scared and cried for my mother to not leave me...but she still left me unwillingly.. Just a moment of distractio

foot till I lick

My scream was unheard as I was thrown to the wall.. I bent my head to not get hu

ll make your life worse than this..." My stepmothe

en saw the clock tickling 11.30 which means it's

d in the bowl that a maid had brought.. She hates touching

ll. I am in so much pain and can't stop from shaking and crying.. but

on.. I don't want your dirty face to be shown anywhere when he is

e smoke and a person appeared... whom