Adonis

6

As we step into the dark bar my senses are alerted of wolves in the area, my own wolf growling low inside my head - the only interaction with wolves we've been greeted with ends in fights for our life and my wolf refuses to lose. Tilting my head up slightly to get a sense of direction of where the scent is has my head turning to the far left corner of the bar where a table of six wolves are sat two females, four males - I can tell the four males are of Alpha blood, an Alpha and his three sons with the Luna.

Their faces turn to mine, I see the young males' widen their eyes in surprise as does the Luna's but the Alpha male gives me a small nod and raises his glass to me in a sign of peace, to which I gratefully tilt my head to him in thanks. My wolf circles around in my head, her aggressiveness and war stance gone as she relaxes but when she lays down her eyes are wide open, ears perked and body vibrating with momentum - ready to spring if needed, we have learnt to always be alert.

I'm sure I recognise that family from somewhere, maybe from my past perhaps they visited my father once - I can't remember. My memories of my past life as the Alpha's daughter have all been beaten out of me, I can barely remember anything only key events even then my mind has erased the faces, voices, smells of my family and most of the wolves I knew. I feel ashamed that I cannot even remember my own mother's face, I am sure if I were to see a picture of her or even pass her in the street I wouldn't recognise her, she may not even recognise me.

I can only guess about what they look like; I imagine my father to be tall and muscular like an Alpha male should, my brothers should be similar, my mother I remember being small a little bit above my height when I last saw her but her face I cannot recall.

Even my mate's appearance is a mystery to me, my wolf had imprinted his smell, his sound, his looks into my mind as soon as we met but years of abuse have even stolen that from me - not that I want it to anyway. I only know that I thought he was a God, I thought he was the perfect male my wolf purring to him but he wasn't the male I wanted, he wasn't perfect for me. Tom was and still is.

"Wake up" Tom snaps, harshly poking the base of my spine making me straighten up as we find a table for all of us - me, Tom and his colleagues, some have even brought their wives who look like they would rather be anywhere but here as all have a cigarette in their grasp and are standing as far away from their husbands as possible. I always find that odd that they stay away from them, I know all the females are abused by their husbands but if they didn't love them than why stay? I love my Tom so that is why I stay, but I don't know their reasoning.

Joshua, a fair haired man with pale eyes pulls a chair out for me which I take gratefully but as I'm seated his hand cups my ass tightly as I bend and he holds me there until he decides to release me, skimming his nose by my ear to my hair, inhaling deeply "You always smell so divine Mrs Black" he tells me, voice trying to be deeper than I know it really is making me want to laugh in his face at his attempt to be more masculine, but I refrain as I know I am to respect the males, keep my head down and please them.

I knew he was the brother to an Alpha far from here and Joshua believed he was entitled to some power in the pack which only made him a laughing stock as his brother would constantly poke fun at him - as brother's do. He is a mockery in his pack but in the human world he had made something of himself by becoming a 'successful businessman' - that's what all of Tom's colleagues were, but is it success when it's in the midst of corruption? I knew of their blackmailing ways, their large scale con plans that they would get away with in my eyes not true success but to them they believed themselves to be powerful; so that is how I had to treat them.

"Thank you Mr Farron" I respond, nodding my head to him and subtly tucking my chair in so it's further from him only for me to get closer to another one of Tom's disgusting colleagues.

"Have you heard from Cyrus lately?" one of the men say, the name has me stiffening as fear crawls into me I feel it shake my bones as memories of him enter my mind. "Isn't he supposed to come tonight?" George questions, his eyes unapologetically staring at my chest, my eyes widen in terror as I silently plead that I don't have to see Cyrus; the main attraction in my nightmares.

"Who knows? He might make an appearance" Tom says his eyes boring into mine as he sees the shiver of fear go through me and smirks standing up and grabbing my hand to pull me up with him. "We'll be at the bar" he tells everyone leading me away.

He sits at the bar, selecting seats near the Alpha family I had spotted earlier "Is he coming?" I ask, my voice a timid whisper but sounds more like a squeak with the amount of fear pumping through my body, I can't help but look around my eyes flitting to every table, every booth trying to catch sight of the monster.

Tom laughs, shaking his head and ordering a drink "Tom is he coming? I haven't done anything though, you know that, I've done everything you've wanted I don't need to see Cyrus again, I'll be good, I'll be better just please" I can't stop the tears flooding into my eyes as the haunting memories of my time with Cyrus brings that deep rooted terror he's made me have for him out again.

He makes my mind twist up, he makes me question myself, my actions, he shouts and then he acts like he didn't lash out, that wolf makes me question what's real - he makes me insane.

"It's up to me if you see him again stupid b***h. You still haven't learnt have you? You are nothing, you do not make decisions but still you ask me for things, you tell me what to do" he spits, bringing his face right next to my ear as he holds me by the back of my neck.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again Tom. I promise" I whisper desperately, seeing the family out of the corner of my eye their eyes looking at what we're doing - especially the Alpha male he is watching like a hawk perhaps because I am a wolf with a human?

He pushes my head back sending me almost toppling back but I straighten myself out, eyes looking at my male wanting him to tell me what to do to sway him to not sending me to a demon in disguise.

Two glasses of champagne are passed to Tom from the bartender and my eyes widen in surprise, my heart swelling as my hand goes to get one of the glasses but he grabs my wrist, using the familiar way he educated himself on how to break my wrist in under a second. The snap is loud, my teeth desperately biting down onto my lip to suppress the scream of pain that wants to pass my lips but I know that would cause me even more pain later.

"What the f**k are you doing?" he hisses gripping onto the broken bone with so much force, too much force "I-I thought it was for me" I say quietly, as the words leave my mouth I realise how stupid they sound - Tom would never do that for me anymore.

"It's for her" he tells me a smirk on his face as he looks to a female now sat at his seat on the table her eyes are looking at him as well, she bites her lip in a way to tease my male, my lip biting is to hold in the pain. "Just sit over there, do not interrupt me. You are to be home at 2am" he instructs me

"How do I get home?" I ask "You're a b***h aren't you? Use your f*****g snout, I don't care how you do it but be back by 2" he says getting up and leaving me alone as I have to watch him with another female, his hands all over her grabbing her, feeling her, kissing her.

My hands start shaking, my body bristling - I want to kill this female even my wolf does as she knows how much it hurts me.

Gripping onto the side of the bar to try and restrain myself from attacking her whilst my other hand, the injured one, is cradled against my chest trying to let myself heal as fast as possible as I know my punishment would be worse than it already is. I know I will be receiving a long brutal beating as Tom hasn't touched me for a few days knowing we would be in public; any other time I'm not allowed to leave the house - if I do I have to cover every mark on me.

The only times I can leave the house are when I've asked him, I have to have good reason or he won't allow it. I used to go grocery shopping for the both of us, he would drive me there give me the exact amount of money needed and then pick me up exactly one hour later. Always it was as quick as possible. Now he gets others to do it, another freedom stripped from me.

He still gives me an allowance to buy clothes at the end of each month - this is the most free I am, when I can go to any stores I want and buy anything; the price doesn't matter as Tom can afford it the only thing I have to do is show him the receipt at the end and everything I've bought.

I feel the clutching pain in my stomach, I need food. My body screaming to me for some form of food, I could eat anything right now. I want to go over to Tom and ask him for anything to eat, even money to get something but I know it will irritate him - I have already done too much of that.

Getting my bag and desperately looking through it my hand finally clasps onto my box of cigarettes - the only thing that can stifle my hunger. Looking up when I hear his laugh has my heart clenching, as I then see them together my body wanting to attack them but at the same time throw up as I can't stomach them.

Taking myself to a secluded booth, facing away from them I light up, inhaling the chemicals that almost immediately fills the void in me craving food. I only use them when I'm at the end of my tether, when my hunger is too much for my body to handle - maybe a few times a year; not often as I had adapted to the lack of food I had had over the last few years.

Leaning back trying to sink into the chair as I can now smell my male's arousal - only for other female's it seems. I can't help but angle my head slightly towards them so I can see, they're now kissing; all tongues. I kiss him better than that - this makes me smile knowing I am a better kisser than her but then I wonder why he picks her over me?

Their hands exploring each other, as tears prick at my eyes but I can't stop watching.

Tearing my eyes away I take a deep breath, sitting up straight, shoulder back, head high I press my cigarette into the ash tray as I get the mirror and my make-up bag out to iron out my flaws to insure I look like the perfect wife for my male. He may not want me now but I will always try to be the best for him.

When everything's in it's rightful place, I clasp my hands together in my lap to try to conceal the claws and shaking of them as I restrain myself from ripping that female away from my male. Scolding myself for getting so effected by it, still. I should be used to it, I am but I hate seeing it happen right before me.

Joshua's stench warns me of his arrival, I stand to greet him plastering a smile onto my face as he brings me into his hold nose nuzzling my neck and placing kisses on the sensitive skin, nipping at it which has my wolf growling in rage inside of my mind hating how a male is doing this to us - she only wants our true mate to touch us like this. She doesn't care about Tom, he is just a human who's in the way and she's learnt to put up with him for my sake but I know she is waiting for her mate, longing for him - I know she loves him which makes me hate myself for keeping her from happiness, just so I can have my own sick form of happiness.

Giving his cheek a kiss he keeps me against him, and I let him - I have learnt all of Tom's colleagues like to have power; to be in control. My eyes are forced to watch Tom and his w***e continue to touch, my eyes forcing themselves to stay open but I can feel the tears falling - it hurts.

I know it's stupid to be affected by but I can't help it, my love for him runs deep within me - it's all I know and seeing him with another is like a jab to my heart.

I see the female glance up from my male's shoulder as he drags kisses down her neck - never does he do that to me. She gives me a smug smile, her hand going over his chest whilst she looks directly at me before whispering something in Tom's ear that has him snapping his head to me with an enraged expression that has me looking away, not being able to stomach the hatred in his features all directed my way.

Joshua pulls me back into the booth sitting beside me as I turn myself away from Tom who's once again on the w***e but I'm only faced with the stares from the Alpha family - the young males looking at me with curious expressions as if wondering which male I'm with or what I'm wearing under my jacket.

His hands are stroking up my thigh, bringing my leg over his lap so my legs are opened wider for him I can't do anything as for one I know he's stronger than me, male's are made to be like that although I can kick most male's asses I know Alpha blooded one's are naturally better I could possibly beat them - I have in the past when I had been in the forest chained to a tree; but only a couple Alpha bloods have ever been there.

I had killed one and then his brother came for me. But the male left me alone, his pity for me shining through his eyes and he even apologised on behalf of his brother for harming me when I was already weak.

A shiver runs through me as I notice he's removed my jacket his hands still roaming my body, one underneath my dress reaching for my panties, about to rip them off until I grip his wrist "Stop" I tell him making him growl. "No" he snarls, teeth descending as he goes to my neck whilst lifting me onto his lap.

I squirm in his hold "Let go of me" I hiss, finding an opening I stumble off of his lap as he stalks towards me growling "Give me what I want she-wolf" he snarls, I return my own growl as Tom goes to Joshua's side talking to him. All my confidence and aggressiveness dissipates as I see Tom's angry glare directed at me, scolding myself for not just letting Joshua do whatever he wanted just so Tom would see I was a good wife making sure his colleagues were happy.

Joshua storms out, and Tom grabs me by the throat dragging me back to the booth his body positioned over mine as my backs against the cold lather of the seat, he suddenly has a silver blade against my throat. "You just have to ruin everything don't you?" he spits, my hands grab onto his shirt fisting the material as I stay silent only quiet whimpers coming from me due to the burning pain just a touch of silver causes.

I've already said too much I don't want to upset Tom anymore.

"First you're staring over, watching me and that chick and then you have to piss off Josh - what the f**k is wrong with you" he says angrily.

"Is there a problem here?" the Alpha male's voice has my wolf bristling from the undertone of a threat, she's ready to fight if needs be. "Is he one of your kind" Tom whispers making me give a stiff nod in reply as he conceals the blade away standing in front of the Alpha who dominates him in every way.

"This is nothing to do with you sir" Tom says as I stand beside him, angling myself so I'm slightly in front to protect him "She-wolf are you okay?" he asks me ignoring Tom's words not bothering with a human. "I am fine but like my husband said this is nothing to do with you. This is not your land, nor am I one of your wolves you have no authority or business in connection with me" I say.

"I have authority everywhere" he informs me, his Alpha wolf flashing forward to prove it "If a wolf is being wrongly treated it is my business young female, especially if a silver weapon is being used" he says "I do not want or need your assistance Alpha, me and my husband would like to enjoy the rest of our night without your input" I say, my tone dangerously sharp.

He flashes fang to me making me bow my head slightly so his wolf is calmed, I do not want to challenge him "Speak up if you require help she-wolf" he tells me, eyeing my male up and down with a look of distaste before he leaves us.

Tom pulls me by my hip to a corridor leading to a private area of the building and he pushes me against the wall "Always causing f*****g issues you stupid b***h" he hisses, searing pain erupting through me a scream tearing from my throat only to be muffled by Tom's hand as he pulls out the dagger from my side only to jab it in just underneath.

"Be home by 2, Cyrus will be picking you up" he smirks, "No, no, no" I whimper "Please Tom" I beg as he steps away, my body not able to hold me up so I fall onto my hands and knees crying and pleading to my male to have mercy "I'll be good, I promise" I say.

He bends down grabbing my chin in his hand "Five days with Cyrus and then I know you'll definitely be good for me when you return. You need to be taught how to behave again don't you, you need to understand your worth and your place I think you've forgotten since the last time you were with Cyrus. You need re-educating and then you'll be a good little b***h won't you?" he asks a sick smile spreading.

"Yes" I reply weakly, wheezing as he kicks me over "I'll make sure of it" he says turning his back on me and leaving.

Using the wall I force myself to stand knowing if I don't get up now, I never will. I stumble into the bathroom and immediately start using tissue paper and water to clean the wound and my tears as much as possible; my face is easy to sort but my wound just keeps bleeding, the skin going black as the silver gets into my system poisoning me and silencing my wolf in the familiar way it always did.

Getting back into the main area, everything is hazy as I use tables and chairs to support myself until I find my deserted jacket and bag in the booth. Sliding my arms into the warm fabric has me crouching down gripping onto the edge of the table as just that small movement hurts me, I feel unstable as my body's already so weak but the silver is making everything so much worse.

"Corey?"

My whole body tenses, as I stand and turn posture rigid as I see a new male wolf has joined the Alpha family all of them staring at me. "Who said that?" I growl, pushing away any feeling of weakness and pain as my blood boils, body filling with adrenaline ready for a fight.

"It's me Corey - what the hell happened?" the new wolf asks coming forward with his arms outstretched has me launching myself off the ground, jumping into the air and kicking him twice; once to the nose the other to his neck knocking him back into two of the young Alpha bloods who lunged forward to catch him.

I grab my bag and run out of the restaurant, not daring to look back as my head hurts trying to remember where I know that wolf from - all of them seem familiar but especially the new one. My mind screams its protests as I try to get back the memories that had been beaten out of me.

I don't even contemplate running back to them even though something tells me I would be safer with them, but instead I'm running back to my male knowing as soon as I get home I'll be sent to Hell with the Devil incarnate; Cyrus.