<b>Chapter </b><b>161</b>
Biancha POV
The misery in my life began when my father rejected my mother and chose <b>to </b>seek revenge by kidnapping me one <b>fateful </b>night. His expulsion from the <b>pack </b>by the Alpha <b>triggered </b>this chain of events<b>. </b>The only <b>reason </b>he expelled my father was that he <b>rejected </b>his daughter<b>. </b><b>I </b>was only <b>ten </b><b>years </b>old <b>at </b>that time.
<b>Ever </b>since<b>, </b>my father had been running around <b>like </b><b>a </b>rogue. He had gathered <b>a </b>small army of <b>werewolves </b>and dered himself as the rogue king.
He paid little attention to me and treated me harshly. <b>I </b>had debated with him once <b>to </b>return me to my mother<b>, </b>but the argument led to beatings. When <b>I </b><b>was </b>fourteen, I had tried <b>to take </b>my life, but his men rescued me and got me <b>back </b>to him. That <b>attracted </b>more beatings.
“Don’t think of dying, Biancha<b>,</b><b>” </b>he hissed after he had <b>beaten </b>me with his belt. “<b>I </b><b>will </b>sell you to the right customer. Otherwise, how will I <b>earn </b><b>all </b>the money I spent on <b>you</b>?<b>”</b>
That <b>year</b>, my father married Karen<b>, </b>who had <b>two </b>daughters, who <b>were </b>twins and older than me. <b>Karen’s </b>interest inndscaping benefited <b>my </b>father financially<b>. </b><b>So </b>whenever Karen and her daughters scolded me, he never stopped them. Eventually, Karen made sure that I became a servant in their house<b>.</b>
The twin <b>sisters</b>, Ginny and Minnie, had made my life hell. They bullied me in every possible <b>way</b>. They ensured that <b>I </b>received a beating from my father if I didn’t serve them properly. I cleaned their room, didundry, cleaned toilets<b>, </b>and made food. There <b>was </b>no respite. Even at school, the <b>sisters </b>ensured they bullied me. Often, they would lock me up in lockers and I would end up missing <b>sses</b>. They made fun of me in front of their friends<b>. </b>My life <b>was </b><b>worse </b>than hell.
I just couldn’t <b>take </b>it anymore and ran <b>away </b>from my house. It <b>was </b>when I was running away that it started pouring. I was directionless, hungry, and had no money. On top of that, I <b>was </b>scared. What if my father or his men found me? Feeling tired, I stood beneath a pine tree with my arms wrapped around me. Soaked till the bones, I was shivering. I shivered as my teeth chattered and the heavy rain swept away my <b>tears</b>. I was mentally and physically exhausted.
Standing beneath the pine <b>tree</b>, I hoped for a miracle to happen. I had heard of Cedar town and thought that I <b>was </b>going there, but I didn’t know <b>for </b><b>sure</b><b>. </b>I didn’t know how far it was<b>.</b>
I would have shifted, but you see, my wolf didn’te out. She refused to show herself during our first shift. Obviously, I was shunned by everyone <b>around </b>me. They made fun of me, called me <b>weak </b>and said that I would be a good pack whore since no one would marry <b>me</b>.Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.
Amidst the chaos in my mind, a glimmer of hope appeared. No, it was a hazy ray of white light through the sheet of rain far in the distance. I narrowed my eyes<b>, </b>wondering what it was when it came <b>nearer</b>. It was a ck car with strong headlights, and it screeched right in front of me.
Scared to death that it was one of my father’s wolves, I froze, feeling like a deer caught in headlights. But when the window rolled down, it revealed the <b>faces </b>of the two most beautiful boys I’d ever seen. They looked like they belonged to rich families. While one had hazel eyes and dark hair, the other had chocty brown hair and light brown eyes. Mesmerized, I couldn’t <b>tear </b>my gaze away from them. And they stared at me. I felt like <b>I </b>was spellbound. Strange feeling surged inside me. The world around me seemed to fade. But somewhere in my mind, a voice said they <b>were </b><b>so </b>handsome that they must be eliciting the same reaction from every girl.
I broke the Stupid spell. “Can you give me a lift?”
While sitting in their luxurious <b>car</b>, I felt ashamed as my wet clothes dampened the <b>seats</b>. But I was surprised when one of them gave me his <b>coat</b>. Since I <b>was </b>feeling extremely cold, I couldn’t refuse and wore it. They wanted to drop me home. I had no home<b>. </b>I <b>was </b>afraid that <b>if </b><b>I </b><b>revealed </b>my misery, they might take advantage of me. So I asked them to drop me off at the market square of whatever town they <b>were </b>going to. When we reached, the ce looked deserted. As I got out of the car, I thanked them and walked away hurriedly.
One monthter.
I had secured a job as <b>a </b>waitress in <b>a </b><b>restobar</b>. It <b>was </b><b>a </b>small restaurant on the quaint side of Cedar town. The owner, James, an elderly man with a tough demeanor and a kind heart, took pity on me when I <b>was </b>lurking around his establishment. His only condition for hiring me was to keep his <b>ce </b>spic and span. I <b>was </b>born ready for <b>it</b>.
“<b>Bia</b><b>!</b><b>” </b>My <b>heart </b>jumped as I whipped my head left and right to see who <b>was </b>calling me.
“Gosh<b>!</b><b>” </b>I rolled my <b>eyes </b><b>at </b>Nina<b>. </b>She was my only friend at the <b>restobar</b><b>, </b>and she loved to surprise me with her dramatics<b>. </b><b>“</b>Why can’t you <b>ever </b>speak in <b>your </b>original voice<b>?</b><b>” </b>I glowered <b>at </b>her.
“What’s the fun in that<b>?</b><b>” </b>she <b>giggled</b>. She pointed with her thumb over her shoulder towards the entrance of the bar. <b>“</b><b>A </b>few men hade this <b>way </b>and <b>were </b>asking for a <b>Biancha </b>Keith.”
<b>A </b>shudder ran down my body, hearing my name. Suppressing that nervousness, <b>I </b>asked, “<b>So</b>?”
<b>“</b><b>So </b>they said <b>that </b>she was missing. ording to them, she was seen in this town and they wanted to check if I knew her<b>.” </b>She started wiping the counter. <b>Casually </b>she asked, “Do <b>you </b>know any <b>Biancha </b>Keith<b>?</b>”
“No.” <b>I </b>averted my <b>gaze </b>and picked up the sses <b>that </b>I had cleaned to keep them in the <b>rack</b>.
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<b>Eager </b><b>to </b>change <b><i>the</i></b>
<b>She </b>blew <b>a </b>strand of <b>hair </b>from her <b>face</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>I’ll </b><b>party </b>and drink and
I pursed my lips. I didn’t <b>have </b>that luxury. <b>Ever </b>since James had hired me<b>, </b>he had been feeding me with
<i>bathroom</i>. I <b>had </b><b>two </b><b>dresses</b><b>, </b>and <i>they </i><b>were </b>both uniforms. How could I <b>tell </b>her I had only two <b>pairs </b>of panties and <b>bras</b><b>? </b><i>chuckled</i>.
<b>“</b><b>Sounds </b>cool!” Nina said.
<b>Just </b>then, the <i>door </i>opened, and a group <b>of </b>students arrived. I had <b>heard </b>that Cedar Academy was nearby and so this restobar <b>was </b>quite popr. James came and grunted his <b>usual </b><i>way</i><b>, </b>scoffing at the students who he often referred to <b>as </b>spoilt brats<b>. </b>“If any of these try to harm you, let me know,” he said in his usual protective <b>voice</b>.
We <b>got </b>busy with the work as more students poured in along with the locals. At about 10 PM when we were closing<b>, </b><b>a </b><b>group </b>of five men sauntered in. Since Nina <b>was </b>at the <b>back </b>in the kitchen arguing with the chef about something, I hurried <i>to </i>them with my notepad.
<i>“</i>What <b>can </b>I bring for you <i>guys</i><b><i>?</i></b><b>” </b><b>I </b>asked, tucking a strand of my hair behind my <b>ear</b>. “<i>We’ll </i>be closing in half an hour!” I indicated <i>they </i>rushed with
their <b>orders</b>.
They <i>all </i>stopped talking and snapped their heads at me. The one <b>closest </b>to me chuckled. “We can have you <b>as </b><b>dessert</b>.” He smoothed his dark hair <b>over </b>his forehead while staring at me lewdly.
I froze and clenched my <b>jaw</b>. “I’m not avable,” I said through my clenched teeth. “<b>Please </b>let me know if you want to order or else I may have to <b><i>ask </i></b>you to <b>leave</b>.<b>”</b>
He raised an eyebrow. “What would you rmend?”
Irritation set in me. “Coffeette and blueberry scones.”
The others burst outughing, and I blushed.
<b>“</b>She wants us to have scones!” One of them mocked.
The man <b>near </b>me leaned forward and said, “Do we look like babies to you?” He scowled. “Get <i>five </i>beers and three pizzas with sausage and peppers<b>.</b><b>”</b>
“Sorry, pizza isn’t avable, but I can get grilled steaks with potato <b>skewers</b><b>.</b><b>”</b>
“Fine, get it,” he saidzily, checking me from top to bottom.
I turned quickly and ryed the order to the kitchen. I couldn’t shake off the eerie vibe these men gave off.
“Hey, you okay<b>?</b>” Nina asked, making me jump again like a mouse.
“Yeah!” I replied, pouring beer.
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