STELLA'S POV
As the car is coming to a stop I look outside and I see the house that is soon to be my new home. It's a mansion I have never seen a house so big in my life. I am nervous to get out. I am not sure what is about to happen. Knowing no matter what, I'm not a stranger to horrible things.
As the door opens I see the man that brought me here not even realizing he got out of the car in the first place. As he looks at me with a Stern face "get out of the car."
I look up to him hating that my life has always been about commands of others. I watch as he rolls his eyes and speaks again "I don't like to ask twice get out of the car."
I sit and stare wondering how long it will take him to lose his patience. Needing to figure him out. I'm not surprised when it takes no time at all as He then loses his patience as he grabs a hold of my arm and yanks my body out of the car like I'm a rag doll. Surprised by his strength realizing what pain he could cause if I disobey him. As he walks towards me, I step back but become nervous when my back hits the car then realizing I have nowhere to go I then raise my hands up to my face thinking it's going to begin the abuse has started.
"What are you doing?"
I hear his words but surprised I'm not feeling pain. I slowly open my eyes to him just looking at me with a blank expression on his face. I then explain my actions ''I thought you were going to hit me I was trying to prepare myself.''
"I'm not going to hit you ever there will be punishments if you do not follow the rules. But other than that you will not be hit."
I'm not sure what to think. I know that this seems a little too good to be true that there is no way possible that I really escaped to a better life. "How will I know the rules?"
"In time you will be taught all that you need to learn. You are a lucky girl you are promised to a very powerful Alpha once you turn 18. Until then, we will teach you all that you need to know to take care of him and be a good wife."
I'm confused on why he would want me. There has to be more to the story. There is no way I would just be chosen. I remain quiet as I follow him into his house, shocked by the beauty of his home. It's so bright the walls are white as the furniture almost looks too nice to even touch.
As I watch an older woman walk up to me, she is wearing a black dress and her hair is in a bun. "This is my head housekeeper. She will be the one that will assist you in all that you need to learn."
"Hello my name is Stella it's nice to meet you" as I put my hand out to shake hers. She just looks at me and rolls her eyes.
"You can call me Mrs. Davis."
I don't understand why people have to be so damn mean sometimes. I hate how people look at me. When they really don't even know me. I already know how this is going to turn out not any better than my old situation. It will just be new surroundings.
"Come Stella, I will show you where you will lay your head. There are rules that you must obey. If you do not follow the rules you will be punished for your incompetence. The most important thing is to always follow what you are told without any defiance. You do not leave the house at all unless you're told otherwise. As long as you follow what you're told you should not have any issues."
So this is my new prison, just a different monster to follow. I hate how I have no voice in anything. How am I going to be able to live a life of only following what others command of me. As we get to my bedroom where I'm going to lie my head As Mrs. Davis would say.
I'm happily surprised it's huge and very girly. Everything is pink. As I walk in, the first thing I notice is the very big bed. I have only ever slept on a homemade bed. I don't really know how it feels to sleep on a mattress. I look at Mrs. Davis "is this really my bedroom."
She looks at me coldly. "Yes this is your room, dinner is at 7pm so freshen up. Don't be late Sir does not like it when anyone is late."
Before I can say another world she shuts the door right in my face. I don't care whatever it's not like I haven't been treated like shit my entire life. As I go to check my bedroom. I jump on the bed landing on my back as my body just sinks into the fluffiness damn I am excited to sleep. I look at the clock that is on the pink nightstand right beside me. I see that it is 615pm shit I need to get cleaned up for dinner. I don't want to upset anyone already.
I began opening up the doors and I see a closet full of new clothes. Wow, as I run my finger over the clothes I notice they are all my size. I can't even remember the last time I have ever gotten brand-new clothes. I always had to buy from the thrift store. I didn't mind it though.I just can't believe all the different kinds of clothes damn as I look through I grab a pair of jeans and a t-shirt a bra and panties. I lay my clothes on the bed.
I then go search for the bathroom. I am actually excited to see the bathroom. I was never able to take hot showers. I had to always fill a bucket and wash my body. I'm excited to feel the hot water just pour over me. Once I open the bathroom door I see a shower. I'm not even sure how to even use it, but I know I can figure it out. How hard could it be? It can't be that hard.
As I go and turn the knob I watch as the water just pours out of the shower head. I begin to undress myself as fast as I can. It seems that I can't undress fast enough. As I step up into the shower. I jump back realizing the water is cold. A shiver comes over me. I then adjust the temperature until it is just perfect.
As soon as the water touches my body my muscles instantly relax. I am shocked at how good a shower actually feels like. As the bathroom is filling up with steam from the hot water I do not care. I am not ready to let go of how good this is making me feel.
I look for the shampoo. It smells of coconut as I put in my hair and scrub my head. The smell is so amazing, so much better than what I'm used to. I then grab the soap, noticing it is also coconut. I'm in heaven thinking maybe it won't be so bad here. It is only the first day so I don't want to jinx myself.
I hear a knock at the door that knocks me out of my daze. "You stupid girl you haven't been here even a day and your already going to be punished."
"Wait, what did I do wrong? I haven't done anything." I say to her as I hold the shower curtain over my body.
"You where to meet at 7pm it is now 715pm you stupid girl."
"I'm so sorry I lost track of time, I will get dressed and come down."
"No need, your punishment is no dinner if you can't be on time to eat you just will simply not eat."
"Yes Mrs Davis." I try to speak as politely as possible. I don't want to have her hate me already.
I then finish rinsing myself off and get out of the shower. Happy that the punishment is something I'm used to anyway. I'm no stranger to not eating. I look through the closet and find some comfy clothes to wear to bed. I found a pair of silk pajamas with a nice purple color. Probably one of the most beautiful clothes I have ever put on. To think they are pajamas. I don't waste any time I jump into my new bed as I go underneath the covers. I'm so comfy I have no trouble falling asleep.
As I'm waking up I love how comfy my new bed feels. I have been here for 2 weeks and today is my birthday. I dreaded this day for so long it's hard to believe that it is here. I'm not sure what is going to happen from here since I was already chosen. I hear a knock at the door and I jump up as it opens.It's Mrs. Davis she is as cold as the breeze she let in. She looks at me disgustedly and says Get up, it's time for breakfast. '' Sir wants you to come as you are so get up and let's go."She comes over and grabs my arm and pulls me out of bed. As I stumble "Mrs. Davis, please stop, I'm coming."I feel a sharp pain across my face "you need to listen girl, or you will never survive this life."I put my hand on my cheek and I can feel the warmth from her slap. I stay silent not wanting to upset anyone. Knowing that this is not going to be any better than living with my grandparents. I walk at a fast pace to keep up with her hoping I don't anger her.As we start to approach the dining roo
As the hours passed, I didn't realize that it was time to get ready until I heard a knock at the door. I see Mrs. Davis as she walks in. Alright dear, it's time to start getting ready for the ball. I have selected some dresses for you to choose from.As I look through the dresses, they are beautiful. I have never seen clothing that was so pretty. I try to picture my body in those dresses without showing the scars from my past. The punishments that my grandparents pursued on me have left scars that I've hidden from everyone. My body is full of imperfections and I don't want the world to see it.“Mrs. Davis, do you have anything that covers more? I would like to show as little as possible.”Mrs. Davis glances at me oddly. “Why Stella? You have a beautiful body, you have nothing to be ashamed of.”I become nervous, I have never undressed in front of someone. I have always hidden all that has been done to me. As Mrs. Davis comes over with a dress, she glances at me, “come Stella, take off
It's like a herd of cattle coming running towards all of us. If they choose one, they don't get to choose another. So, there are more wolves than ladies. I watch as the ladies begin to cry. One by one taken away. As I see Zeeland approach, I become scared, not wanting him to touch me, he puts his hand out for me to grab, but I don't move. He then grips on my hand and yanks forward.I fall forward into him as my hands touch his chest. He then pushes my hands off me. “Don't you ever fucking touch me.”“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.”He then slaps me, “Don't you speak unless I tell you too fucken speak, you half-breed.”I just stay quiet as he pulls me along behind him. I'm trying so hard not to fall, these heels are so uncomfortable. I wish I could take them off. When we reach a room, I am thinking it is his room. He slams the door. He then lets go of my hand and begins to walk closer to me. I want to step away from him, but I am afraid of what he may do to me if I don't listen.My body
As I lay on the floor, I feel so overheated, like I am on fire, sweat just pours off my body. I am not scared of what is happening. I just want to get it over with. My father said that most wolves train for this day, so they are prepared for what is about to come.As my body's bones begin to break I get on all fours. I scream out in agony as I watch my claws coming from my fingertips. I arch my back in the air. It helps to ease some of the pain. Not for long, as I then feel like there are thousands of blades going into my back as it's getting harder and harder to tolerate. I'm no stranger to pain, but I feel like I'm going to faint. I then fall to my knees and collapse on the floor. I just lie motionless on the floor of the basement. I close my eyes as I feel like it's time for me to go to sleep. I pray that maybe, just maybe, I will never wake back up. It would make everyone else's life better if I just disappeared. As I lay with my eyes closed, ready to give up. I then smell him, m
I then start to feel the warmth of the sun on my cheeks. As I open my eyes from my sleep, I look around. I'm in my room. At some point in the night they must have come and got me and brought me to my bed. I am not sure how I did not wake up. I'm not that much of a heavy sleeper. I'm not used to people doing things for me. I find it odd that they even care.I then hear a knock at the door, and it opens. They don't wait for me to say come in, they just do as they please. It just shows how much control I truly don't have. I don't want to move, I just want to lay here and walla. But to be honest, I know it's not going to do anything. So, what is the point of lying in despair? I listen as my stomach growls from the smell of the delicious food on the cart that is being wheeled into my room. Would it really hurt anything if I ate it?I hurry to sit in my bed as I'm watching Ms. Davis brings my breakfast, but when I see her facial expression, I see looks of petty. I go to say something, but t
Not even sure how to act, I have never done this before. As he's getting closer to me, I don't mean to, but it comes out. “What do you want me to do?”He forcefully grabs a hold of my throat and puts me up against the wall. I don't struggle, I just let the pain take over, hoping maybe I will just pass out before anything takes place. But I'm not so lucky. As he pulls my head close to him, he then whispers in my ear, “Take off your clothes and lay on the bed on your stomach, so your face doesn't make me sick.”I go to turn around so my back is facing him and I don't feel fully exposed. “Turn around now. Put on a show.”I turned around, not understanding what he means about putting on a show. I start to unbutton my pants. When I look up at him, I can see his eye become black. He gets up from the chair. I'm not sure how to react, he doesn't give me anytime to react to what is about to take place.He then throws me on to the bed and rips my jeans completely off, exposing me. I stay silent
It's been a month since my world has been shattered. I never thought that I would have ever felt so empty. It's like the days are blurry; there's no reason to be alive. I do what I'm told To get through the day. Ms. Davis has been trying to bring me back, But I'm just trying to get through today.I see that the sun is rising as daylight is coming in through my windows. Sadness overcomes me that I have made it through another night. My body still hurts from the trauma. They tell me to accept my wolf that she will help me heal, but I refuse to become one of them.My back is healing on its own, even though it was agony for weeks, but it's finally starting to ease. The only thing I have left is the determination of not becoming what they are, a wolf. They said I will shift regardless on a full moon. That the pain will get worse each time. But it's worth not becoming what I hate the most.My father hasn't looked at me since that night. I gave myself to a monster thin
I have never felt more relaxed than right now. As I can hear the scissors cut inches off my hair. All I can do is smile. It's almost like I'm cutting my past away from me and getting prepared for my future. Hoping that just maybe for once in my life that I will feel beautiful.As I look into the mirror I watch as she is applying the color to my hair, the shortness is remarkable. I feel confident I feel beautiful, My hair is probably a little above my shoulders with layers. I decided to go with a Violet color for my hair. I know it's dark, but it's sometimes its how I feel, I couldn't help but to go with something dark and beautiful.I feel that there is darkness in me and I know it's my wolf. I try not to think about what I am. I don't want to be a werewolf. I know that I am, unfortunately, but I won't accept it. I just want to be me, nothing else. I know that I'm promised a life of horror, but when it comes down to it, the only thing that is important is what I