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img img Claimed By My Bully Alpha img Chapter 2 Living For Him
2 Chapters
Chapter 9 Disobedience has Consequences img
Chapter 10 A Helping Hand img
Chapter 11 Be My Friend img
Chapter 12 A Clash on Home Turf img
Chapter 13 Sudden Changes img
Chapter 14 Be the Better Guy img
Chapter 15 Late Again img
Chapter 16 Nightmare Begins img
Chapter 17 Planning Her Downfall img
Chapter 18 Don't Forget the Tip img
Chapter 19 Actions and Consequences img
Chapter 20 So the Rumors Were True img
Chapter 21 Possibilities of a Mating Bond Part 1 img
Chapter 22 Possibilities of a Mating Bond Part 2 img
Chapter 23 Couldn't Help Myself img
Chapter 24 Following Her... img
Chapter 25 Light's Out img
Chapter 26 Something in the Woods img
Chapter 27 Let It Slide img
Chapter 28 Sudden Turn of Events img
Chapter 29 Alone and Unsupervised img
Chapter 30 Instincts img
Chapter 31 The Wolf's Vengeance img
Chapter 32 Taken Care of img
Chapter 33 No One Would Believe img
Chapter 34 He Came Back img
Chapter 35 Almost a Screw-Up img
Chapter 36 Skipping School Part 1 img
Chapter 37 Skipping School Part 2 img
Chapter 38 His Fairy img
Chapter 39 Charity I Didn't Want img
Chapter 40 I Quit img
Chapter 41 Worried About Her img
Chapter 42 Figured Out My Mistake img
Chapter 43 Back at the Diner img
Chapter 44 Trying to Make Amends img
Chapter 45 Unpleasant Encounters img
Chapter 46 An Unexpected Order Part 1 img
Chapter 47 An Unexpected Order Part 2 img
Chapter 48 We've Been Tricked Part 1 img
Chapter 49 We've Been Tricked Part 2 img
Chapter 50 Uncertainties img
Chapter 51 Time for the Show img
Chapter 52 Where to img
Chapter 53 Limits of Humiliation img
Chapter 54 Is this how it Ends Part 1 img
Chapter 55 Is this how it Ends Part 2 img
Chapter 56 Mate img
Chapter 57 Where is She img
Chapter 58 Not What I Expected img
Chapter 59 Revealing a Secret img
Chapter 60 Years of Suffering Part 1 img
Chapter 61 Years of Suffering Part 2 img
Chapter 62 Into the Den Part 1 img
Chapter 63 Into the Den Part 2 img
Chapter 64 Dealing with Mr. Hemming Part 1 img
Chapter 65 Dealing with Mr. Hemming Part 2 img
Chapter 66 A lot of Questions img
Chapter 67 Not a Fairytale Part 1 img
Chapter 68 Not a Fairytale Part 2 img
Chapter 69 An Unexpected Revelation img
Chapter 70 Confrontation img
Chapter 71 Fixing this Mess img
Chapter 72 Adjusting to a New Life img
Chapter 73 Lunch with the Parents img
Chapter 74 The Parts I had been Missing img
Chapter 75 Introduction to the Pack img
Chapter 76 An Understanding Part 1 img
Chapter 77 An Understanding Part 2 img
Chapter 78 A Slap Back to Reality Part 1 img
Chapter 79 A Slap Back to Reality Part 2 img
Chapter 80 Need to Leave img
Chapter 81 Can't Let Go img
Chapter 82 Stolen First Kisses img
Chapter 83 Express Yourself img
Chapter 84 Something to Please img
Chapter 85 A Strange Connection img
Chapter 86 Don't Make Choices for Me img
Chapter 87 Can't Avoid Me Forever img
Chapter 88 My Heart Beats for You img
Chapter 89 A Sudden Turn of Events img
Chapter 90 Rut img
Chapter 91 Couldn't Escape Fate img
Chapter 92 Claimed by my Bully img
Chapter 93 Not Yet an Adult img
Chapter 94 The Adorable Third Wheel img
Chapter 95 Convincing img
Chapter 96 A Magical Moment img
Chapter 97 Don't Know My Real Birthday img
Chapter 98 Not Dead Yet img
Chapter 99 The Game img
Chapter 100 The Secret Bet img
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Chapter 2 Living For Him

Aurora's P.O.V

I stepped into the kitchen next, already knowing what I'd find. The house was a mess. It always was after my father left. Empty bottles were scattered across the living room, and broken glass was on the floor where he'd thrown something in one of his rages. The stench of alcohol and misery clung to the air, so I had to open up a few windows to let some fresh air in.

Cleaning the room within twenty minutes wasn't the most difficult part, but trying to stay lucid and not topple over was. My body ached all over, and I could already tell that there was dried blood in my hair from the injury last night. But I hadn't had the time or luxury of a shower. I had to hurry, school started soon, and as a scholarship student, I couldn't afford to take days off.

So without further complains, I began cleaning the house to the best of my abilities. My hands trembled, my whole body felt numb, as if I'd been hit by a truck, but I knew I couldn't stop.

I found the remnants of my savings-nothing but a few crumpled bills. My father had taken it all, of course. He always did. I had been saving up to buy food for the rest of the week, to make sure we had something other than cheap instant noodles as breakfast and dinner. But now...it was all gone.

I let out a small, bitter laugh as I shoved the money into my pocket. I would have to come up with some way to make more tips at my job, or there would be nothing left to eat.

Opening the fridge brought another wave of disappointment. There wasn't enough to make a full breakfast anyway. I'd stretch whatever I could, but with one single slice of bread staring back at me from the otherwise empty pack...I knew I was skipping breakfast today.

So I made Riley a peanut butter sandwich, scraping the walls of the tiny jar and poured the last of the milk into a glass for him. He wouldn't know that I couldn't afford breakfast today. He didn't need to.

I walked into his room, knocking softly on the door. He was curled up on his bed, hugging his pillow to his chest while another remained on top of his ears. The sight made my lips tremble. He must have heard the commotion last night...he must have been so scared...

It always broke my heart how I couldn't comfort him. But at least if I locked him up in his room, then he would remain safe. And I would do anything in the world to keep him safe.

"Riley?" I called, clearing my throat to make my voice seem less hoarse. "Time to wake up."

He stirred, his small body shifting in his bed. "Aurora?" His voice was muffled, and I could hear the concern in it.

"Yeah, it's me. Get up, honey. It's time for school."

Riley sat up quickly, rubbing his eyes. He didn't question me, but that didn't mean he didn't know what was happening outside his door. Maybe it because he knew if he asked, I wouldn't have answers. His eyes flickered to the bruise on my cheek, but he didn't say anything.

Instead, he looked down, his lips trembling a bit, as if he was trying to hold in a sob.

Watching him like this, it broke something in me, and I didn't know what to say or do. But the only thing I knew was that I couldn't break. Not now, not in front of him. After all, he was the reason I was still alive, he was the reason I still kept going.

He stood up and threw on his clothes in record time and I handed him his breakfast. His face lit up, even though there was only a single toast and the milk hardly reached half the glass; and I couldn't help but smile back. He was so young, so innocent, and I would do anything to protect that smile on his face.

"Aren't you going to eat?" He asked, looking at the otherwise empty table, his little brows drawn together in concentration.

"I already ate, honey." I lied, but made sure my smile stayed as sincere as possible. He nodded, smiling as he took another bite.

After he was done, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the last of my cash-the few bills my father hadn't bothered with this time. It wasn't much, but it would have to do. "Here," I said softly, handing it to him. "I know it's not much. But...have something nice for lunch, okay?"

Riley's eyes softened. "Thanks, big sis."

I just smiled and kissed his forehead, taking his hand and leading him to the door.

"Ready?" I asked as I slipped on my shoes that were worn out beyond recognition.

He nodded, slipping on his shoes as I grabbed my worn-out bag. I closed the door behind us, locking it before heading down the cracked stone path to the front yard. The lawn was now filled with weeds and overgrown, as it had been since our mother passed, and I didn't have the time or the strength to take care of it anymore.

The walk to school was long, and I felt the weight of my body dragging me down every step of the way. I kept glancing back at Riley to make sure he was okay.

I hated that he had to walk with me instead of going with his friends by the bus. This part of childhood that was supposed to be carefree...and I hated that I couldn't give him more.

When we reached his school, I made sure he was inside before I turned to leave. I lingered at the entrance for just a moment, watching him through the glass windows as he found his way to class before I turned to leave.

As I reached the perimeter of my school, the gate only a couple steps away, I could feel the exhausting settling into my bones. My body ached from the strain of what had happened last night, and my stomach growled loudly, letting me know that not only had I skipped breakfast, but also dinner last night.

But before I could dwell on any of that, the shrieking sound of tires on pavement pierced through the air, tearing me out of my thoughts. The noise was jarring, unnatural, like a scream, and it instantly gripped my heart with terror. It was too loud, too sudden.

"Move, you stupid bitch!"

I turned around just in time to see the headlights flashing, blurring everything in front of me. My heart pounded against my ribs, my breath caught in my throat. I stumbled, trying to get out of the way, but my body refused to obey. I felt the ground beneath me shift as my knees buckled. The very next second, I hit the pavement as my body gave way, my palms scraping against the rough concrete, pain shooting through me as I fell hard.

And then-silence.

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