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"You... are my daughter?!" I felt his big hand slide up my bare thigh, stopping just a breath away from my soaking wet panties. Next second, a photograph freezing him then he asked the destroying question. Just hours ago, he was the only light in my shattered world. Now, he was pulling me deeper into the dark. How did it come to this? All started the night my stepfather tried to raped me, and my mother threw me out… ANYA POV On my 18th birthday, instead of getting a mate or any presents, my mother slapped me hard across my face till I tasted blood. "You useless bitch, Keep your hands off my man!" she screamed, her eyes wild with hatred. I felt the tears sting my eyes, but I refused to crumble. "He tried to rape me!" I forced the words past the sob clawing up my throat. But she didn't believe me, only disgust curled her lip as she stared at me like I was something she scraped off her shoe. "I've seen the way you look at him, those flirtatious eyes. Don't you dare stand there and lie to me! You want him for yourself right?" She pushed me, hands gripping my hair tightly as she pulled away the strands roughly. I couldn't believe this was how my mother looked at me. I struggled against her grip, enduring the sharp sting radiating from my scalp and the deeper ache splintering my chest, and still I fought back. "I never did anything! He's my stepfather!" "All he has ever done was treat you like his own child and this is how you repay his kindness?" She yelled back in his defense. With dazed eyes, I glanced at my stepfather who was standing at a corner, clad in nothing but his robe. Anger and pain sizzled through my bloodstream as I stared at him but he didn't seem to care. The bile rose bitter and hot in my throat—but why wouldn't it? Even though I'd only known this man for three short months, I could already see he was a monster wrapped in human skin. My mother was an Omega who got pregnant out of wedlock. I grew up without a father and she never speaks about him either.

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