Chapter 8 Chapter 8
Kyla’s past abuse flashed before her eyes. Her Uncle’s torment, the abuse and the attempted rape.
She vibrated on the bed as she watched Kendrick approach her, he was clad and his hand circled his hardened cck as he climbed on the bed.
“Forgive me… I don't want to do this, but I can't lose you, Kyla,” he groaned. “I will go easy on you… I swear.”
“No…” Kyla shook her head. “No… Uncle, please stop,” she whispered, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Kyla was about to escape from the bed, when Kendrick held her, he went on top of her and in an instance, he pulled her dress and it tore off her.
“Stop… please,” Kyla cried as she tried to cover her body. She only had her red panties left.
Kendrick settled in between her legs as he glanced at her perfect body under him.
“I am sorry… I have to do this, it will make you mine, and you will never leave me again,” he growled with his eyes filled with guilt.
He took her hands and pinned them above her head, she arched her back as she tried to wiggle away.
“Stop struggling, it’s only making me lose control, I don’t want to hurt you.” Kendrick growled.
“Please, Uncle… please, I won’t disobey again…” Kyla cried with her eyes pressed shut, tears lining the side of her face.
“Uncle?” Kendrick asked as he froze.
“Uncle Frank… please stop orelse I will tell Aunty… stop,” Kyla cried even more as she bumped her fist on his chest.
He blinked and stared down at her. “Shit, what the fuck am I doing?” he breathed as he got off her immediately.
Kyla crawled up at the end of the bed, shivering.
“I…” Kendrick stared at his hands, shaking. He staggered back, spun and punched the wall, making it crack. Kyla flinched as she curled up even more.
Kendrick stared at her for a while. “Frank?” He muttered through gritted teeth, he understood the message, but he can't ask her now, he'd messed up.
He groaned out loud, grabbed a robe, put it on and left the room.
Kendrick stood in the terrace, his hand on the rails as he stared at the moon. “What have I done wrong to you, Goddess? Why did you give me such a cruel fate?”
Kendrick closed his eyes as he asked. “Mother Goddess, why? First you didn’t give me a mate, when you gave my mates, and now you gave me a human that doesn’t even know what I am, she doesn’t even have feelings for me.”
“She probably hates me… she must see me as a monster now.”
“You are not a monster… at least, not to other girls,” Frakas said as he walked into the terrace, wearing a PJ.
Kendrick had always had girls, both human and werewolf, flocking around him. Frakas was sure that soon Kyla would fall for him.
Kendrick sighed. “Only Kyla’s opinion matters… I had messed things up, man, even more than it was before.”
Frakas tapped him on his back, as he smiled. “Alpha Ken… give her time, you’ve got the charms.”
Kendrick scoffed, “Not for Kyla… I have seen her up close, she feels nothing for me.”
Frakas gritted his teeth as he stared at Kendrick, surprised. “Do we share a similar fate?” he whispered to himself.
“What?” Kendrick asked, with a raised brow.
“Erm… don’t worry man, she will come around… pretty soon, I hope,” Frakas replied, as he looked at the moon, as though he was pleading for some intervention.
“I hope too… you don’t know how this hurts.”
“Trust me man, I do,” Frakas groaned, with sad eyes as he placed his hand over Kendrick’s shoulder. “Let’s go in.”
“I can’t go to my room man…”
“Sleep in mine, then.”
“Kyla?”
Kyla turned around in the garden, she wondered whose voice was that? It sounded familiar.
“Kyla… child,” the voice called again and this time, Kyla brushed past an alley of flowers as she followed the voice.
She saw her mother sitting on a swing smiling at her. Her eyes lit up as she ran up to her and took her hand. “Mum?” she questioned, her eyes watering with tears.
“Child… how are you?”
Kyla squeezed her mother’s hands, staring at her smiling face, they were replicas of each other, even though her mother looked quite brighter than usual.
Kyla took a deep breath as she tried to figure out a reply. She recalled all she had been through since she lost both parents.
The troubles in her aunt’s home and then having to survive alone in the street, after they threw her out. Now she was in the clutches of this horrible man, whom she’d crossed paths with.
Kyla’s lips curved downwards as she crumpled to the floor, she buried her head on her mother’s laps as she sobbed, her shoulders vibrating.
“Shh…” her mother patted her back as she started to sing a lullaby for her. the same one she sang to calm Kyla down as a child.
Kyla calmed down after a while. With a soft smile, she sang alongside her mother, her head still on her mother’s laps.
“There is a reason for everything, accept your fate, child… you are meant to be in Kendrick’s life.”
Kyla jumped up as she shook her head at her mother. “No… I don’t want him, he is too controlling, mother.”
Her mother sighed, “Child… you both can’t stay apart once your paths have crossed. You are bound together… you can never be apart in peace.”
Kyla backed her mother and crossed her arms. “I will not be controlled anymore… not even by my own mother.”
“What if the Moon Goddess tells you to?”
“Who is the moon goddess?” Kyla asked as she turned to see her mother transfigure into a stunning lady with sparkling blonde hair. She was too bright to behold. Kyla staggered back as she closed her eyes.
“Who is the moon goddess?” Kyla asked out of her sleep as she opened her eyes. The sun blasted at her eyes and she rolled out of the bed, landing on the tiled floor with a thud.
“Ouch…” she winced as she held her waist, standing up. She was sweating profusely, in the air conditioned room.
Kyla's chest was heaving as she looked around the empty room. She noticed she was still naked, she got up and sneaked to the bathroom and it was empty. She came out and pinched her chin.
“He is not here? That means he didn’t come here last night…” she breathed out a sigh of relief, “I hope he is tired of me now.”
“I better get ready, in case he is coming to take me back to where he picked me from, I need to go to the store, I can’t lose my job because of him.”
She rushed into the bathroom, awed that it was even as big as the room. She shook her head and moved on to taking her bath, after all she was leaving, no need to get attached to anything here.
She got out of the bathroom in a towel, she sighted her torn dress on the floor, she growled out in frustration as she recalled how he tore her dress.
“I hate men that have no self control,” she rolled her eyes and went to his wardrobe.
Her shoulders dropped when she saw he only had male’s clothing there. She picked a sky blue polo and she threw it on, it reached mid her thigh. She picked one of his black rubber boxers and it fit her because of its elastic nature.
She walked to his mirror. She smiled as she saw how nice she looked. This was not her size, but it was the most luxurious cloth she had worn.
She put her hair in a ponytail and applied his deodorant, she was about to drop it when it slipped and broke.
“Oh, goodness… that man would kill…”
The door flung open and Kendrick walked in. she jumped as she yelled, “It wasn’t me.”