Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 280

Chapter 282

It was happening again.

The yelling.

I slammed my door shut and pressed my back against it, trying to block out the angry voices. I could hear them in the kitchen and then in the living room, and then their voices would get ouder all the way up to their bedroom.

Why did they always fight? Why couldn't they just stop?

I wasn't a grown-up - I was only seven - but I didn't understand. Why couldn't we just be like the other families I saw? The ones that smiled and laughed and made cookies together. Why was it always like this at home?

Mum ad Dad were always involved in one fight or another.

Their fights never stopped.

Their anger never cooled.

And somewhere along the way, my mother's love for me

nished.

I was nothing more than a disposable variable in their equation. Just a quiet thing

the corner, hoping someone would remember I

The negligence.

my

She used to hold me tight

Dad

me shopping for fishing rods, showing me how

the hook, telling me

to ruffle my hair and

to feel like

I was just something

lie in bed, curled up with my blanket, wishing for a new family. I wanted a family where people smiled and hugged and didn't yell all the time. A family where they would look at me and say, "I love you," and I wouldn't have to wonder if I was even

to be there.

find my mate, and I'd love her like I'd never been loved before. I'd make sure my kids never felt forgotten or like they weren't wanted. I wouldn't ever

crash of glass breaking downstairs snapped me

Dad yelled. His voice sounded

wasn't a nice laugh. It was loud and crazy,

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Chapter 282

She used to be a happy, cheerful woman

kind, beautiful inside and out. She'd smile at every pup and know every pack member's name

hard that she was almost a laughingstock was still surprising to

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