FACELESS

My mother's face was filled with tears and sweat as she sobbed and apologized for not being able to hold him back. 

A different kind of pain descended upon me, shredding my heart into a million, unrecognizable pieces.

My jaw began to vibrate as my wolf uttered a whimper. 

Soon I was crying, not because he had beat the crap out of my mother, it was because he just wrecked my plans.

 That money was the way through which I could be able to leave this God-forsaken house and Pack.

 I had sacrificed many things just to get that money but he stole all of it in the blink of an eye.

There were times when I wished my mother was dead. I wished she was the one who had died instead of my father. 

We would not have been in this situation if she hadn't been so stupid and scared to listen to me and heed.