Silently opening the front door I crept into the hallway trying not to disturb the squeaky floorboard that was by the living room door. Tiptoeing toward the stairs I had just placed my foot onto the first step when I felt a strong hand grab the back of my hair, yanking me backwards before I was thrown roughly, face first against the wall.
Licking my lip I tasted the blood in my mouth from the split in lip where I had inadvertently bitten down on the tender skin. Turning slowly I met the furious gaze of my father, glowering at me as he snarled, ‘so, you’re getting pack members to feed you now? Telling people you don’t get fed here are you? Making people think badly of me?’ he growled, working himself up as he advanced on me.
‘No dad, of course not!’ I stammered desperately, holding my ha
