Struggles of Bryl

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Brylinn's POV

Waking up in an ice cold bath tub isn't exactly how most people wish to spend their morning. Well, I'm not most people so waking up to cold water running over my body was more of a comfort.

It brought back a memory. The day I stopped the abuse.

Flashback*

(Trigger warning)

5 year old me looked up at my life giver in horror.

"Come on, we don't have all day" she urged sweetly but I knew even at that young age that apart from her voice, nothing could ever be sweet about the person I was meant to call mother.

Glaring at her, I picked up the silver blade and unsurprisingly, I had no reaction to it. Watching my life giver look at her husband as they book shook their heads disappointedly, I simply rolled my little eyes. Seeing this, her face morphs into anger.

A witch had told them two week before that I would not be able to shift at the same time as other wolves. Of course my sperm donor killed her immediately but somehow word spread around the pack and I've been getting bullied ever since.

Overcome by the embarrassment, the parents who once ignored me started using me for experiments and making me interact with silver and wolfsbane but as always, I have no reaction to them and it only confirms what the Witch claimed.

She suddenly grabs a silver knife dipped in wolfsbane and taking my arm, she starts slitting my wrists. Amidst my screams, she continues and everyone just watches her. Realizing no one will help me, I pull my already butchered arm from her and overcome by an unknown force, I sink my little teeth into her neck. The fact that she's crouching does nothing to help her.

Biting down and refusing to let go, her husband rushes forward and attempts to pull me off her but I remain obstinate and sink my teeth deeper until she passes out. With blood on my mouth, I turn to the disgusting man beside me and growl making him back off. I simply walk out and head the the pond. Although it's frozen around this time of the year, I still cast my clothes off and sink into the chilly pond.

Swimming around, I collide with another little body and looking up, I stare at a boy that looks to be only a bit older than me. Looking at me like the most important person on Earth, he starts talking......

Flashback ends*

I stop my line of thought at that point. I don't want to remember him. The dead boy whose body remains under that pond forever.

Clearing my head, I focus more on the fact that I no longer feel like my insides are burning and take it as my cue to leave the isolation center. Pulling myself out of the water, I walk out of the bathroom to see Chris seated on the bed looking deep in thought. Coughing to get his attention, he turns towards me and his eyes darken considerably making me realize that I am stark naked.

Rolling my eyes at the fact that he's meant to have gotten used to seeing naked wolves as we're naked after our shift.

I walk into the closet and pick out my underwear and clothes. After dressing up, I walk out and sit beside him.

"How are you feeling? I assume your heat is gone?" He asks

"Yeah.... I'm not surprised anymore. I'm sorry for making things hard for you yesterday"

He smirks "Yeah you definitely made 'things hard'"

He wiggles his eyes suggestively and I flush and punch him.

"Shut up".

"Oh things were very very very very hard. Don't you think?"

"Shut. Up."

We both look at each other and burst out laughing. He suddenly stands and pulls me up.

"So.... We're good?" I ask.

"Of course" I smile and hug him.

Just then...... We hear a growl and the door gets kicked in....

The door that was built to withstand anything and anyone somehow managed to lay at my feet. Looking up, I see Hayden (wow that's the first time I'm calling him that even in mind) grab Chris by his neck growling and snarling like a rabid dog.

Fearing for Chris' life I rush towards them and try to pull his hand off Chris' neck but he wouldn't budge so I trying to pulling him off making him turn to me angrily. He glares at me and I glare back.

"So I have a slut as a mate?" He asks with barely concealed anger.

"No. You have a slut as your EX- mate. You rejected me"

"And I took it back. You are mine and you will obey me"

Chuckling darkly, I take two steps forward and turn. "I didn't give in before even when you planned my r**e, what makes you think I'll give in now?"

I attempt to walk away but I'm stopped by a very strong toned warm body pinning me to the wall.

"I was never actually going to let it happen I only wanted you to beg. You have no right to talk either especially not since you kissed my brother the first time you met him. I was only trying to help you wear out your whorish tendencies and apparently that didn't work, now you are just filthy". He says looking down at me in disgust.

*Who does this b***h think he is calling us filthy whores?*

*Calm down sis you can't tear him apart just yet*

If there's one thing I hated, it's judgemental people who think they're all good which is why I ignore Esmeralda trying to comfort her wolfy counterpart and focus on the bastard in front of me. I feel heat building up inside me as I miraculously throw him across the room effectively breaking the wall....

"Ain't this room meant to be impenetrable? Well we need to work on our dictionary meaning of that."

"Hey! Aren't you meant to be helping your brother?" Chris yelled incredulously.

"Nahhh he asked for it"

"You just don't want to get your ass kicked"

"You get me!!!"

That Mark guy is still as weird as I remember... Still my favorite though

My anger disappears as I hear a voice I haven't heard in years causing me to freeze....

*Uh oh*

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