The Hidden Wolf

CHAPTER ONE Aurora's pov I woke up suddenly because of the loud knock that came from outside my room. I wondered what that noise could be. I decided to sleep for a little while and I buried my face into my soft pillow immediately the thought of sleeping again came into my head. Immediately my head hit my pillow, I heard the sound again, but this time, it was louder, really loud. I rose my head and looked towards the door, to know where the sound was coming from. Less than a second later, I saw my room's door shake and I realised that the loud sounds that I had been hearing were loud bangs on my door. Why will someone knock on my door at this time of the morning? I stood up to look outside my window, to get a sense of the time. What I saw outside my window shocked me a little bit. It was either very late in the night or very early in the morning. It should probably be three in the morning right now. I ran to my bed and grabbed my phone, like I should have done earlier. Ignoring the loud bang that came from my door again, I grabbed my phone and brought the screen to life. I was right, it really was three in the morning - five minutes past three. Why will anyone knock at my door at this time of the night? Oh no, is Natalie up to her nonsense shenanigans again? I dropped my phone and went straight to the door. A normal person would have opened the door to see the person that was disturbing but instead, I rested my head against the door to feel the vibration of the bangs surge through my body. It felt really soothing and lately, not many things have been making me feel soothed and calm. After five long seconds, I stepped back a little bit and opened the door. I wasn't surprised to see my dad fuming at the door, with his body wrapped in a gray robe. His hair was rumpled and I could tell that he had just woken up, but to do what, to come to my room and hit it severally? The look on his face answered my questions. He didn't look pleased to see me, the feeling was mutual actually. Waking up around three in the morning to see your dad frowning at you isn't a very good sight to behold. "What are you doing here?" He asked in a really rough tone. What does he mean? I..I sleep here everyday. "What do you mean, dad?" I opened the door wildly to welcome him in, but he ignored my gesture completely. "You are very aware of the way we feel about you in this house, Ava in particular. You clearly heard when Ava was saying that she doesn't like seeing you in this room last night and still, you stubbornly came in here to sleep." God, the hatred for me in his eyes is so obvious. My dad really does hate me. "I sleep here everyday, dad." I said softly. I had just lost my voice. I had not only lost my voice but my dad. I honestly feel like I have no father at this point, this man standing right in front of me with a huge frown on his face, isn't my father, he can't be my father. "You think I don't know that? I'm not stupid like you, Aurora. All I'm trying to tell you is that you can't stay here anymore. Ava and Natalie don't want you to." Tears were already welled up in my eyes. "What about you, dad? Do you want me to stay here?" "No, Aurora. No, I don't. Please, don't try to be so emotional now, I have no time for that." He said with a straight face. "But why dad? Why? Don't you love me?" I screamed with tears running down my face. "I hate you, Aurora. I hate you." What he said shocked me to my bones, why would a father say that to his daughter? Why? He doesn't even talk to his step daughter that way, so why would he talk to me like that? My legs suddenly felt too weak to carry my weight and I broke down on the floor. I raised my head to continue talking to a man that used to be my father. "Why dad?" My voice was barely a whisper now, I was really exhausted. "Your stupid face reminds me of your dead mother." He turned his face to the other side, unable to look straight at me. Am I really that bad? I didn't kill my mother for hell's sake. I had so many voices screaming in my head, I just ignored all the voices and focused on the only voice that was talking to me; my dad's. "I don't want to see your face, Aurora. Leave." He added quickly, his face still turned to the other side. His tone made it sound like he wanted me to leave the world. "Why? Why? Why?" I asked quickly, the pain that I was feeling could be heard and felt deeply with the way my voice sounded. He shook his head repeatedly and said, "Look Aurora, I'm not asking you to leave the house. All I'm telling you to do is to leave this room and go to the artic. That's what fits you. Is that too hard for you to comprehend?" I cleared my throat silently and cleaned the few tears that continued dropping down my face. "Okay dad, I'll pack my things tomorrow morning and move into the other room." Immediately I said that, he started laughing. The laughter was so throaty and I could tell that he was forcing it out to spite me. "Oh, Aurora, dumb little Aurora. I didn't come to this room at three in the morning to tell you to leave later in the morning. I-, sorry, we want you to leave this room now. You don't deserve this room." I wanted to scream 'I don't deserve this treatment from you', but I just kept quiet and swallowed silently. "What? Now?" I was really surprised and dumbfounded by what he said. I wanted to ask more questions, but the look on his face shut me up immediately. I stood up with the help of my hands and the wood under me. I was really annoyed by his actions so, immediately I got up, I slammed the door in his face. I walked to my bed and laid on it for a while. I didn't know when I started crying into the bedsheet that was under my face. Life is really hard, God. I can't take this anymore, I really can't. After a long while, I started packing my things with swollen eyes to avoid annoying my dad