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Chapter Two: The scary, disgusting creep

"Get up and get to work!" I heard my terrible aunt's loud voice bringing me back into the world and away from the remembrance of my terrible past.

Immediately, I got up from the rock behind the house and run inside to finish wash the dirty plates, without dear stopping to even glance at her.

Losing both parents. My mom's only sibling, her sister, decided to take me into her home. Where I dwell along with her creepy mate, Fred. I loathe Fred with every inch of my body. I cannot stand him. Looking at him and even being next to him made me feel sick to my stomach.

Fred is within his late 50's. I detest the day he moves into my aunt's house. I find him very creepy and disturbing at the way he stares at me as if he was lost, whenever we were ever alone. Sometimes while staring at me, he would quickly hold onto the waist of his pant or belt as if he wanted to touch somewhere else of his body, to quickly prevent himself from doing so. I'm so terrified by him I'd ensure I lock myself up within my room or would leave the house whenever my aunt was out of the house.

Staring within the creeps dark eyes, always scares me that he was up to something and was waiting on the right time to make a move.

My aunt Christine was not as lucky as my mom in finding her, one true mate. Not all wolves find there one true mate under the full moon nor ever, and so they sometimes choose to settle with wolves who too was going through the same thing as them or wolves who got rejected by their partner or those who had lost their mates, just like the creep, Fred.

As much as this terrible thought scares me and made my stomach churns, sometimes I wonder if Fred is the one who had killed his mate, years ago and allows everyone to think it was a natural cause. The terrifying feeling, he gave me and allows every hair on my skin to stand up whenever he stares hungrily at me as if he wanted to rip every piece of clothes from my body to fulfil his hunger. It made me believe that he could be the one who kills his mate. Also, from the day I began to dwell with my aunt, at the age of nine. He started to give me that creepy look. I was very young at that time, just to show you how disgusting he was. Sometimes, I wish someone, or anyone could find out the true cause of his mate's death and pull him by his neck straight into jail.

As I got into the kitchen, immediately I begin to wash the plates; not wanting to create any problem with my aunt. My aunt is a very strict she-wolf and wants everything to be done on her time. If I don't complete her task on time. She would hit me or curse me, terribly. Sometimes I wish she would hit me instead of cursing me sometimes. The terrible words she would say to me angrily, made me felt so small inside and made me felt like I was worth nothing. Anyways, there was nothing I could do about it; I had to accept it and try to always get things done on her time until I was as lucky as my mom to find my one true mate and leave her home once and for all.

"Imagine I feed you, clothes you, and gave you a roof over your head for free and I have to tell you to do the little chores around the house," Aunt Christine curse me angrily.

"I'm sorry aunt," I apologize to her, taking the blame and not wanting to tell her that I was tired.

I was the one who did everything around the house. I cook, clean, and wash their clothes. She and Fred did nothing. Except to order me to share their food after they have return home from work and call me for the plates after they are through. Every day, I felt like a maid to my aunt within her home other than her niece.

My aunt hisses her teeth angrily and exits the kitchen.

Aunt Christine was within her 40's she has short black hair and she's stout. She is 5 feet and 7 inches tall. I on the other hand was taller than her. I am 5 feet and 8 inches tall. I have long blonde hair like my mom and blue eyes just like dad. I am slim and have a very curvaceous body.

Finishing the last plate. I dry it and place it within the dishwasher. My body suddenly jumps, by a sharp noise on the kitchen window. I peep through the window quickly and there I saw my best friend, Chloe, waving outside waiting on me. I smile at her and immediately, exit the kitchen to meet her.

Suddenly, I was stopped by Fred at the entrance of the kitchen.

"Have you completed your chores yet?" he asks me with a creepy smile on his face, while his eyes move slowly from my head down to my legs.

"Yes sir," I answer him as I gently move my hand to the tail of my dress and held it down tightly to my body nervously. Concealing my legs, the best I could.

"Good," he answers.

As I slowly begin to move away from him. He stretches out his right hand, blocking me and preventing me from leaving the kitchen.

"I have done everything within the house sir and dinner is too early to be prepare now," I told the creep; allowing him to see it was okay for me to leave the house, once I had nothing else to do right now.

"Okay," he answers with a smile while his eyes slowly move from my leg to my eyes.

"So, can I go now?" I ask him, nervously.

"You have grown even more beautiful," the creep had the nerve to tell me, instead of letting me go.

"I remember the day you came into this house so tiny and now look at you, you've gotten bigger," he again said to me while his dark eyes slowly move away from me and stops at my large, firm breast.

Loathing what he had said while his eyes slowly move away from me and stops at my breast. Immediately, I push away his hands from the wall, quickly and run away from him.

"Arissa!" the creep had the nerve to call me.

I ignore him and continue to run to the front to exit the house right away.

"Leave the door," I quickly remove my right hand from the door, being stopped by my aunt.

Swiftly, I turn around, and there I saw her standing on the stairs, leading upstairs.

"Why are you running when Fred is calling you?" she inquires me angrily. As she begins to walk towards me.

"I've completed everything I'm supposed to do today," I answer her, instead of telling her the true reason why I was running away from her mate. If I had told her the truth, she would never have believed me.

"And that's the reason why you choose to ignore him?" Aunt Christine inquires me, why she stops in front of me and stares within my eyes, piss as hell.

I stand speechless and stare back into her eyes, not knowing what to say.

"I asked you a question, didn't I?" my aunt asks me angrily.

I nodded and lowered my head sadly.

"So, why aren't you answering me or you a dummy now?"

"Chloe is anxiously waiting outside for me," I told her instead of telling her the truth, why I was running away from her creepy mate.

"So, that gives you the reason to ignore my man?"

"I'm sorry," I apologize to her while I raise my head back to her.

Aunt Christine raises her right hand and I scream out pushing myself backward as fast as I could.

"Ha!..." I cry out while I held my right cheek in pain; not being quick enough to sight her hit.

"Next time you do something so stupid again, I promise that I won't use my hand within your face this time," my aunt warns me.

I lower my head and cry, holding my aching cheek tightly.

"Stand still!" she commands me angrily.

I did as I was told, not wanting her to hit me anymore.

"Return within the kitchen and apologize to my mate who help me purchase food for you to eat and put clothes on your back, you ungrateful little bitch."

Before, I did, I begin to wipe away my tears.

"Move it now!" Aunt Christine rushes me.

My body jumps frighteningly, and I quickly turn around to head to the kitchen. In apologizing to the creep for no reason at all. Before I could take a second step, I froze. Seeing that all along my aunt was cursing me terribly. The piece of shit was curled up at the side of the entrance of the kitchen taking in everything that was happening. Knowing that it was his fault to blame.

"What are you waiting for?" my aunt again angrily rushes me; while I felt her gave me a hard push from behind; almost sending me flying into her disgusting mate's arms.

I stiffen myself and stop before my body went into the brute's body. I didn't want to feel his disgusting body against mine at all. As I did, I held my back, feeling every one of my aunt's fingers nails, while I lower my head and grimace my face in pain from the hard push.

"I'm waiting!" Aunt Christine shouts.

I slowly raise my head and begin to stare at the creep, staring back at me with a smirk on his face.

I bite my lips so hard before I open my mouth to apologize to him. That it feels like my lip was bleeding.

"Aren't you going to apologize, or do you wish to be hit again?" Fred has the nerves to talk to me.

At that moment, I wanted to puke being disgusted by him.

What do you expect from this novel, so far?

Comments (8)
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Artemis
I thought this was a continuation of the previous books, and we just got her backstory told again until I realised this is an entirely different story. It starts the same way as the other story - I still really love your writing though and will see how this one goes.
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Pamela Powell
This book is reading just like the first one...hmmmm. I must be dreaming... or something?!? lolol I hope it gets much better. I so enjoyed the 1st and 2nd book.
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Nellie Jewel
pedophiles ...... ugh...well, it seems that this book will be an emotional rollercoaster for me
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