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

someone would remember

The negligence.

hatred from my mother for no

wasn't always like this. Mum used to smile at me. She used to hold me tight and tell me I was

Dad

for fishing rods, showing me how to

telling me to

my hair and call me

to feel like they loved

I wasn't a son to them anymore. I was just something they forgot to count when adding up

smiled and hugged and didn't yell all the

to be there.

I'd be different when I grew up. I'd 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

crash of glass breaking downstairs snapped

yelled. His

laughed. But it wasn't a nice laugh. It was loud and crazy, nothing like how she used

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this before. She used to be a happy, cheerful woman

woman in the pack admired. She was raceful, kind, beautiful inside and out. She'd smile at every pup and know every pack

that she was almost a laughingstock was still

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