Chapter 45

The Making of Audrey

*Note: This chapter has explicit and sensitive content*

Audrey was right. Why was I holding back?

I asked my question again, but the way I should have said it the first time. “How long have you been rogue?”

“Since I killed the Beta of my pack.”

My eyes almost popped out of my sockets. Did she say she killed her Beta? Audrey, who was busy folding clothes, continued her story without missing a step.

“My mother died when I was only ten years old and something in my father broke. The older I became, the more he would compliment me. Saying how much I look like her. Saying how beautiful I was. Once I turned thirteen, he started putting his hands where they didn’t belong.”

I watched as she told her story and continued to fold her clothes and place them neatly in drawers.

“First, his hugs became longer and tighter.