Married to the Alpha Werewolf

10

Jessie closed her eyes and prayed before eating, something that was beaten into her from a young age. Peter, her father, had always said that they should be grateful for the meal that was provided, because he didn't have to feed her or her siblings or know when God will provide for another.

Which was right, he had all the food to himself, and preferred to feed his wife and his namesake. All he gave Jessie and his two other daughters were what's left, the scrapes, which wasn't much. A slice of stale bread to share for them, a chicken breast or one baked potato. And that's it. They were expected to never complain or ask for more.

It was after getting a full scholarship to uni did Jessie know a belly full; When she opened her eyes, Christian was staring at her with a confused look. A small smile spread across his face as he nodded to himself.

Confused, she asked. "What is it?"

But got no response from him.

"Tell me about your father.'' He finally spoke.

Jessie froze, her heart skipped a beat. It felt as if she was about to have a minor stroke, which caused her fork to fall from her fingers. Her family, especially her father, was not something she enjoyed speaking about. Jessie can't remember one wonderful memory of that man. All he brought was pain and sorrow.

Christian lean forward, waiting for her to begin, but where does she start?

"My father, well. He didn't want me or any of my siblings for that matter, always thinking of us as abominations and thorns in his side. He didn't let the opportunity of having daughters pass him by, though. His only son became his golden boy. Then he would pass us around as favours for men. You can only imagine if we weren't in compliance with him.'' Jessie gave a little laugh, but there was nothing funny.

"I have scars that can't heal. I never knew what love is, I still don't. That man is more of a monster than a father. He used to have this leather strap that he would beat us with. Day and night, he would have us locked up in that broom closet. It made no sense we try to run because he would always find us.''

"As far as I can remember, he was always like that, even before we fell from grace and lost our powers. He was always so cruel and cold, and his wife. Our mother never said a word. She only stood by the sidelines and watch him beat the s**t out of us. At first, I thought it was because she feared him, but I quickly realised that wasn't it. She hated us just as much. Maybe even more, hell I once heard her telling him to kill us."

Jessie stopped speaking. All this was doing was bringing back sad memories, memories that she tried to erase from her mind.

Jessie looked down at her plate, thinking of what her siblings must go through right now. She felt guilty for eating this much food, while they have to work their a** off to feed that old fart.

Jessie looked around the kitchen, thinking that she was in such a pleasant house while they were all cooped up in that small matchbox.

"I don't deserve all this. Kimmy should be here, or none of us at all." Jessie said,.

Not feeling hungry anymore, she pushed her plate away. Just the mare thought of Peter, her past, and Kimmy being hungry made her stomach churn. She rested her head in her hands, guilt ripping through her chest. She pushed back the chair, ready to leave, but Christian's words stopped her.

"I can't believe it. You went through all that? Your father used you as if you were some, some kind of prostitute as a sort of p*****t or exchange. No wonder why he was so ready and willing to just hand you over, with no hesitation. What kind of father does that?''

"You know, earlier I had to force myself from tearing his arms off."

“Don’t get me wrong, I'm still a virgin. Fortunate for me, none of the men I got sent to ever penetrated me. Realising I was too young, yet that didn't stop some from making me strip, touch my body or try to force their c**ks in my mouth.''

"My eldest sister had it worst, she had done four abortions because of this. Of course, the old piece of sh*t was not happy about it. He wanted her to hold the babies as leverage over these men's heads. He only changed his mind after realising that he would lose nine months of potential money."

"You wouldn't guess it, but he sent her out. In her pregnant state and all, the first time she ended up in the hospital was because one man was too rough. The other time is because someone brutally beat the s**t out of her for being pregnant. She lost her baby, and that's when she ran away, the second time."

Christian nodded, but Jessie doubted he can understand or even comprehend what they went through.

"I had to hide and go to school. When I got that scholarship, I never looked back."

Christian reached across the table to take her hand, she allowed him. He stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. Even that slight gesture was comforting for a girl like her that was never shown love.

"Listen to me Jessie, I will never ever hurt you, mentally, physically, or emotionally. And I will make sure that no one lays a finger on you, you are safe now. I will never let you go, or go back to that life."

"Do you really mean that?" She asked, her voice coming out as a whisper. From never having someone care for her, but all in her mind is that he will hurt her.

"I promise, cross my heart." He made an X across his chest.

"Thank you. I really hope that you mean all that because I lay my life down in your hands," Jessie said.

A slow smile graced Christian's lips. “And I do the same. I hope you know that this is a two-way street. We both have to live for each other now. You are my Luna. Vampire human, whatever you might be. I am all yours, and nothing can keep me away from you." Christian still had her hand in his.

"I just have one question. If I'm now your Luna, does that mean dealing with affairs of the pack?"

Christian's eyes twinkled as the idea bounced around his head. “Why, of course, it will involve you in every decision making. You will have to deal with most, if not all the matters when I'm away."

Jessie hung her head. If she couldn't get her group members to do their part, how can she with over three hundred wolves.

Of course, she didn't say it out loud, in fear of Christian being pis*ed.

"What is your family like?'' Jessie tried to change the subject.

"They aren't too happy about our union. Truth be told, I doubt they will fully accept you. But otherwise from that, they are lovely people. My sister that follows me, Claire, she is the one to look out for. My youngest niece is very welcoming."

"Good to know.'' Jessie faked a smile.

''You'll do fine here and fit right in.''

Jessie had several doubts in her mind but remained silent.