Micah
I sit in a corner, shaking softly as I sob getting flash-backs of my last day at home
"Stop! Please!" I whimper as his fist slams into my mothers stomach
"Dad stop!" I whimper again louder, he punches her frail body frame again and a loud crack sounds off as he breaks her rib The day before my mate had left me for another man. She said i was too mild, that i wouldn't be able keep her safe. Seeing my mother being beaten snapped something in me. I stand uo and roar in a deep growl
"Get the fuck off her, you pathetic excuse for a man!"
He turns to me and slams a fist into my face, but he hit the air missing the head of a 5'6 white wolf. With an angry swipe I ripped out his throat and he flew through a window, splattering blood on my phased mother. She charged me and in my blood-thirsty mindset I swang at her too. Her blood splattering on the wall I collapsed in a sobbing mess.
I sit and keep sobbing, my room coming back to me
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Nicole
I sleep softly in my room, my dream vivid in my mind
"Dad. I left Micah."
I say suddenly, my mother and father both say in shocked unison
"What!?!"
My dad says
"I thought you two were mates!"
I reply
"We were, but..."
"But what?" He demands
"He was so meek! He never stood up for me, he never fought for me, he always sat back quietly and let other guys hit on me!" I reply
"Well honey, that's just the kind of guy Micah is. He isn't the jealous type, and he is far to smart to try fighting with someone. That's just how he is!" My mom states kindly
"Well I don't want someone like that!" I burst out "I want someone that will kick the crap out of anyone who flirts with me! Not some coward who stands idly by!"
"You can't just leave you're mate!" My dad retorts
"Ugh! I knew you would take his side!" I yell at him
"Micah was a very nice boy." My mom starts to say before my dad interrupt her
"Pack your things and get out! I will not have a rejector under my roof!" He yells standing up
"Fine!" I yell back, I storm upstairs and get my already packed items then run downstairs and out the door, not saying a word.
I wake up at that point and look around my room
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