Todos os capítulos de The Alpha's Misplaced Mate: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Melody and her mom had arrived on a friday afternoon, so she had the whole weekend to try and settle into her new home before having to face starting at a new school on monday. Her step father didn't seem so bad. He was quiet most of the weekend, and didn't bother Melody. He did kind of creep her out when she caught him staring a couple times. He did seem old fashioned compared to what Melody was used to. Frank came home from work, went to the living room and his arm chair to read the daily paper he actually still paid to be delivered to the home every morning. He read while enjoying a cocktail before dinner. Like he still lived in the 1950's. Her mom was weird around him, she was wearing an apron and cooking dinner when he arrived and brought out his cocktail smiling. Like she was a king on a throne. Goodbye women's rights and feminism Melody thought while rolling her eyes.How the fuck did the guy stepford wife her mom so completely? And how long could her mom keep up the sweet char

Melody must have fallen asleep because the next thing she knew her phone was chirping an alarm at her, time to get up for school. She sat up, and stretched her stiff limbs. She had not fallen asleep in an ideal position and her body was loudly expressing its displeasure. After popping and cracking her joints back to almost normal, she checked the messages on her phone. Her mom had sent nearly a dozen messages chewing melody out for what she cooked last night and being rude to Frank. Melody tried to think back, had her mother always been this hateful? She didn't think so, but Melody and Beverly never had the closest bond, they were more like oil and water they were so different from each other. Melody had always been a Daddy's girl. Until he left her anyways. Shaking her head, she tossed the phone back on her bed, ignoring the messages and pushing all her negative feelings deep down into a locked box at the back of her mind.Melody showered, got herself ready, and was actually ready ea

Melody knew her mom was going to be mad at her, but she wasn't prepared to walk in her front door and immediately get a slap to the face from her mother before any words were even said. Melody's mouth hung open. Melody's mind was blank in shock. All she could hear was a thin ringing in her ears. She held one of her cold hands against the now flaming skin of her cheek where her mother had struck her. She could see her mother's mouth moving, but she couldn't make out the words. It was like she was underwater.Her mother grabbed her roughly by the chin with pinched fingers and looked directly in Melody's eyes, breaking the trance she was in."Are you even listening to me? Melody Grace, why am I getting phone calls from the school about you assaulting your brother? What is wrong with you?" Her mom was right in her face, fuming, spittle flying into Melody's face while her mother screamed at her.Melody could barely think she was so rattled by the slap. She moved her lips like a fish trapped

Melody worked to find a routine that kept her out of sight of her family as much as possible over the next few days. It was mostly successful, especially since she was able to happily stay in her room away from everyone. She had grown to love her room, high up and separated from everyone else. Her private sanctuary was her perfect refuge. The only thing that wasn't perfect was there was a strange annoying buzzing high frequency sound sometimes. She didn't like how it sounded in her ears. But if she turned on her music it was easily ignored, especially while she was working on her halloween costume. She was trying to make herself a corset waist cincher for the first time. Her little familiar sewing machine fit perfectly on the desk that had been here when she moved in, and was the ideal set up for sewing.Alexander had helped her avoid her family the day after he had run away from her at lunch by offering to drive her to pick out a costume from a store for the upcoming halloween dance

It was the night of the school's Halloween dance. Alexander had been a proper gentleman and bought two tickets for himself and Melody. Melody and her mother's system of giving Melody warning when she was supposed to make dinner had brought peace, and allowed Melody access to the kitchen again.A couple days ago Alexander had helped her get a mini fridge up the steps, a small cupboard, a hot pot, kettle and microwave so she could stock up on easy to prepare foods when needed. To help compensate for the pantry stable based diet she was getting at home, Alexander had offered to bring her a lunch from his uncles for school, and had enlisted the help of the pack kitchen to help him prepare the perfect bento box style lunches he could every day.He was impressed when he finally got to see her bedroom. It was much nicer than he had prepared himself for. He had easily hefted the small mini fridge up the narrow steep stairs, and had already mentally steeled himself to see a spartan room. But t