Chapter 3: Violated
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
[Leona's P.O.V.]
I realized that even my own father was repelled by me and hated me so much. While I was sad, I also had hatred for him for the first time.
I really wanted to tell him that I could read his mind and ask him to be fair to me.
But I held back because I remembered Mom saying that there was a trade-off. Having the ability to read minds was not necessarily a good thing.
Wasn't the Constellation Pack exterminated because of their mysterious power?
After having the mysterious power, I lay in bed for nearly half a month before my injuries from falling down the stairs were almost fully recovered.
I couldn't wait to run out and see what Dean would think when he saw me. At that time, I still regarded him as my secret crush. Every time I saw him, I would be captivated.
I guessed that he also liked me. Otherwise, why would he be unable to resist glancing at me a few more times?
With such anticipation, I excitedly ran to their yard.
Dean's parents had gone out, so he was the only one at home. I heard him calling Andrew to his house.
"Andrew!" I yelled, but no one responded.
"Andrew! Andrew!" I shouted several times before Andrew impatiently walked out of Dean's house.
"What are you doing? You're yelling outside. It's so noisy!" He cursed, holding a baseball bat in his hand.
I wasn't in the mood to pay attention to him, so I anxiously looked behind him.
Sure enough, Dean also walked out with a baseball glove in his hand.
"Dean… " Before I could say anything, I could already read his thoughts through his eyes.
'Oh, look at this little slut. She actually wore a tank top. Is she trying to seduce me into pressing her against a tree and ravaging her? Although she's only twelve, she's growing really well. Those soft and bulging breasts must be nice to touch. Damn, her legs are long and slim.
'I really want to drag her to bed and open her legs to take a good look at her p*ssy. She should have had her period already. I don't know if she masturbates alone at home. Damn, little slut, I really want to hear how she moans. It's tempting just thinking about it! Oh no, I am hard…'
Dean's expression became strange. He walked into the house with his hands covering his crotch.
At that moment, I felt like the whole world had gone completely dark.
Ever since Mom died, I knew that everyone had hated me and treated me like a cursed girl, but no matter how much they ostracized me, snubbed me, or bullied me, I felt that as long as Dean was around, life wouldn't be too bad.
Little did I know that I was just a pretty little slut in his eyes. He did not like me at all. He only liked my body.
At that moment, I realized that maybe it wasn't such a good thing to have the so-called mystical powers.
After having those powers, my life became darker and darker. Because I could read people's disgust toward me, I became less and less sociable.
'B*tch, dirty slut, jinxed and cursed. Why wouldn't she die?'
On the surface, they didn't say anything, but they used all kinds of profanity to insult me on the inside.
It's not just my father and Andrew but also my classmates, parents, and teachers at school.
Those who knew I was a werewolf said that I was damned.
Those who didn't know I was a werewolf called me a freak because I was cold and distant.
It wasn't my fault. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't be happy living in the ostracism and abuse of their packmates.
Over time, not only did my packmates bully me, but even the ordinary people at school took me as a target of bullying. They stuffed dead rats and rotten smelly things into my desk and wrote dirty words on my desk that couldn't be wiped off.
They glued glue to my chair, forcing me to take off my pants in public and squat on the floor in my panties to deal with my pants.
Yesterday was my first day of high school, and as soon as school was over, I was dragged into the broom closet by a few boys in my class.
They used all kinds of profanity to insult me and tore off my clothes.
"Slut! You're so pretty, isn't that what you're good for, to be f*cked by men?"
"Have you seen my big c*ck? I'll make your p*ssy feel so good!"
"Guys, I bet you she's wet right now. Let me touch her!"
I struggled with all my might, trying to stop their dirty hands from violating my body, but I was helpless and was caressed by them.
At that moment, how I longed for someone to save me? I didn't want to lose my virginity just like that!
There were people coming and going in the storeroom, but no one cared what was happening inside.
They could even see me through the glass window on the door, and didn't think to come in and help me.
Great anger and humiliation were fermenting in my heart.
"Kill them!"
"Let them try the taste of having their throats torn apart by a wolf's claws!"
A blunt female voice roared in my heart.
At the same time, a strange feeling filled my entire body. My limbs were filled with strength, and the back of my hands were bulging with veins.
-- Gift
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