Abused Cinderella

Since i was 8 years old I've lived in the darkness of my life, fear and sadness of not feeling loved or wanted by anyone even my father. When i was 8 my mother died of a rogue attack my father tried so hard to protect us both but there were too many and he lost my mother. Being a wearwolf loosing your mate is the end so my father blamed me for not being able to protect my mother too. He spent most nights after that drinking in local bars and screaming at me that i should have died and was worthless, i had noone else but my own shaddow to cry on i was so alone i missed her. one night he came home and my world was at a standstill. "Erin where the f**k are you," he shouted at me as he burst through the front door "I'm here father" i said with my head held low "look at me when i speak to you, you little b***h" he gritted his teeth at me i looked up with small tears in my eyes as i saw the hate on his face. "you are nothing to me, you mean nothing i lost my mate because of you" he snarled the anger seeping of him, i closed my eyes and a tear sliped from my eye. "I'm sorry.... i" was all i could get out before i was cut off, as my fathers hand made contact with my cheek, the pain was excruciating and i tasted blood in my mouth, i looked up tears now fogging my eyes as my father stood there his eyes darker than i had ever seen them before. "you will know your place," he stared at me. Just then as i was about to speak the door opened and a tall lady with jet black hair walked in "hello darling" she said with a smirk on her face i looked at her and then at my father, he stood there and a grin fell on his face, he looked at me "this is maggie my wife your stepmother" he said, and my world stopped he replaced her, how could he.