chapter 3

That day, I remained indoors just as I had wished but not under the same circumstance. So the monster who devoured people was still out there. I thought he had been captured and some people even said he was killed.

My heart throbbed fast as I thought of how those victims were killed and the possibility that some of them might be innocent.

Restlessly, I rolled in bed with different thoughts in my mind. This was my life for a few weeks. Waking up, doing house chores and then going back to bed. Surprisingly, Mother was too nice to me and she would usually tell me to rest on time and avoid the sun so I don't get burns. Trust me, it was scary.

Weeks went by and the massacre did not stop it's always one person or two.

I laid on my bed after my chores and read a book from my shelf then came a knock and the creaking sound of an opening door.

Looking up, I saw mother. She was holding something in a white polythene bag and she had a weird smile on her face.

"Ayla my dear, I have a delivery today. Come and lock the doors I have to bring these to Mr Parker's house?" she leaned by the door and she looked really helpless. Her scanty chestnut hair was tied up in a rough bun and her wrinkles were visible today more than ever.

"Mother, are you alright?" I hurried to her side when I saw that she was looking pale.

"Nothing my dear, I'm just dizzy and I don't know how I would be able to give these supplies to Mr Parker. He urgently needs them." Her eyes were red and her pale lips were chapped.

"It's fine mother, I'll just change these clothes and head out." I grabbed the polythene bag from her hand and placed it on the table beside my bed. There's no way I can let her deliver these goods herself.

"Oh dear, what would I do without you?" she patted my head and left the room.

I sighed and wore a casual sea-green gown and a blue scarf. This outfit just matched my mood today and it compliments my skin well.

I grabbed the polythene bag and walked out. "I'm leaving mother."

I got no response but still headed out. Happily, I hopped through the forest and finally to Mr Parker's residence.

Mr Parker is an old man in his forties and he is the mayor of this small village. He has had seven marriages and most of the women were physically abused and later had to leave the marriage.

I knocked on the door and after a few minutes, the door swung open. A fat, short potbellied man with a bald head appeared. Instantly, I knew it was Mr Parker.

"Good morning Mr Parker." I greeted politely even though my sixth sense told me that he isn't a good man and I should run along.

He said nothing and simply scanned my body as though I was some delicious meal that he wanted to devour.

His eyes stopped on my moulds and even without doing anything, I felt as though I was standing naked in front of this shameless man.

Yes, I'm cheerful, kind and very thoughtful but I know when someone is being perverted okay... I wasn't born yesterday.

"Um... My mother asked me to bring these supplies to you." I quickly handed them over but he caught my hand and tried to pull me into his house.

"Um... Mr Parker, what are you doing?" I asked in fear. The hair on my body stood up as I was being pulled in. His eyes were full of lust and for the first time in my life, I felt like doing something drastic.

"I paid for you and not the goods," he spoke as a matter of fact.

'What paid for me? What is he talking about?' I held onto the door with my left hand as he pulled me in.

I let go of the door and I didn't know when my tiny hand collided with his face. The slap resounded in the empty house and his ugly short body fell back.

Using that as an opportunity, I ran out of the house. As fast and as far as my legs could take me.

I got to my secret hideout and cried as though my life is over. Why would mother do such a thing to me? She sold me to an old ugly man who is so perverted and beats women. Why? I have been so good to her yet she does this to me?

I hugged my legs as hot tears rolled down my eyes. I couldn't understand why I can't just have a normal life like every other girl.

I cried for a good time then left my secret hideout. I had to sort some things out with my mother and let her know what this man did to me. I'm sure she has no hand in this and that man is just crazy.

I left the cave sad but unknown to me, It was there.

Wolfy stayed in the dark corner of the cave and watched as Ayla cried. She was its saviour, the one that rescued it when it thought it was going to die. Yes, she thought it had left but she was wrong. It has been around and its presence was too obvious to be ignored.

The humans hunted it down and made it suffer for days. Many people thought it was dead even the members of its pack but it's only because of her he survived.

He went after the hunters taking them down one after the other without mercy and remorse. Well of course, who would dare try to kill the werewolf king and go scot-free?

Just then, wolfy transformed to his human form. A handsome tall young man at the age of 30 with a well-built body. He had heterochromia which caused one of his eyes to be Amber and the other, blue. His dark golden hair fell on his shoulder and his clean beards made him look like a hipster.

He took his robe and gracefully walked out of the cave. He looked towards the direction Ayla took and both his eyes turned red like a monstrous creature ready to attack.

"Mother?" I pushed the door open but the sight that greeted me wasn't pleasant.

No one had to explain anything to me anymore. It was clear to me now that mother has indeed sold me to this ugly man who was now sitting in our house.

"Mother... what..."

Before I could finish my statement, Mare walk up to me and all I could hear was the sound of a siren and a sting on my face. Mare can get angry at me and subject me to hard labour but this is the first time she has ever raised her hands on me.

I didn't know when hot tears began to run down my cheeks and I held my face which stung.

"Young lady, how dare you go around slapping elderly people. Is this act of being a good girl all just a facade? Huh... I guess snow white isn't white after all." she yelled and snorted. I was coming home to tell her how badly I was treated by Mr Parker but obviously, he beat me to it and only God knows what lies he must have told her.

"Mother... I..." I tried to explain but she just wouldn't let me. She joined her hand together as if praying to an ancient deity.

"Ayla, apologise to Mr Parker right now or else, you wouldn't like what I'm going to do next."

Apologise? This is unbelievable. I am the one who is wronged so why should I apologise? The old monkey tried to force me to go with him yet, I'm the one who should apologise?

I saw the angry look on mother's face and I knew that there was no way out for me. It was against my will but I still apologised.

"I'm sorry Mr Parker."

The old ugly monkey just sat there and acted as though he didn't hear what I had said. How dare he? He was doing this intentionally and I knew.

"Alya, are you dumb or something? Apologise properly this instant." Mare shouted at me making me fidget for a second.

I gulped down and apologised again. "I'm sorry Mr Parker."

He raised a brow then raises his left hand to shoo me away.

Mare was glad that he had finally accepted the apology then turned to me.

"Oh less I forget, pack your bags you're going to Mr Parker's house tonight."

"What!" I tried to refute but I got a glare from mother.

"Mother, please I don't want to go with him." I knelt and begged as though I was asked to go to jail but she didn't spare me a second glance and just continued talking to ugly mister monkey.

I cried and begged but she saw me as a nuisance and pulled my hair. I didn't mind as long as she would reconsider.

She dragged me to my room and locked the door leaving me begging inside.