14 – Molly’s POV:
It has been two months of hell. They haven’t really beat me but have been working on my emotions instead. For instance, they would wait a couple of days before feeding me. Then my father’s new wife would come in with two plates of food. She would sit down with me and give me sob stories. These stories would be tales about how evil the Werewolves are. How they would come into our killing women and children without remorse. How, when finding lone vampires, they would be strung up in trees with their hands tied behind their backs waiting for the sun to rise. Killing them slowly in a most painful way. How the wolves cannot control their anger or their baser animal urges.
This would happen every couple of days. Either it was my father’s new wife, Jazz as she calls herself,
