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All Chapters of The Filthy Rouge : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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'Fly high with your broken wings.' The line told by numerous people, but what if those people were responsible for your broken fly? "Mama, look look, what I found! A caterpillar!" A little girl came rushing towards her mother. The mother turned around, her once saddened face was replaced with love and adoration. "Wow, really baby?" The girl aggressively nodded, her toothy grin melting her mother's heart. "Can I show it to papa and big brothers?" Her mother immediately shook her head in a no and replied, "Some other time, hopefully. Papa is not here. He is in his office, working." Her smiley face dropped into a small pout, "you always tell me the same story. Does he not want to see me?" she asked, slightly tilting her head. "No means no Ilaria. When I tell you do to something you do it without any question." The mother silenced her up and went away leaving Ilaria in the dark abandoned storeroom with her lonely caterpillar. "I wish, you loved me like you mean it, papa."Ilaria's

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IlariaAfter he left, I had made my way towards the corner where the light didn't reach.Darkness was my bestfriend. My hand flew to my neck, as the tip of my digits gently caressed the chain that was hiding in the collar of my shirt. Clicking the lock open, I took off the chain and placed it on my palm.A total of six chunks of amethyst and moonstones were embedded in the two corners of the pendant whilst in the middle was a pattern; a constellation which was made out of silver and gold lines."Why me?" I sighed and leaned backwards, clutching the pendant tightly. "Why h-him? he hates me." The words he threw at my face without any remorse or guilt, it was as if he didn't want a mate in the first place. Or maybe it was just me?I closed my eyes and went far away in the abyss. The slumber was the only way of survival. I tried to fight the monster but I always ended up with nothing but pain.*"Wake up, rouge." A man's voice entered in my mind as a kick was landed in my gut.My eyes op

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IlariaTwo insanely identical bulky man came forward. The smirks plastered on their faces made my heart tremble in fear. "Shall we start, brother?"The other nodded.Not even giving me the time to adjust, they threw a handful of punches in my gut, together, knocking all the wind out of my lungs. I bit my lower lip to keep in my cries, as the ache resurfaced."Brother, her face should be bruised as well, right?" The other nodded and replied, "I'll do the pleasure. Afterall taming the sluts is my utmost speciality."He came forward whilst the other stood to the side. The man smacked my face with immense face making my head snap to the left.My droopy eyes instantly met his deep blue ones.He had his jaw tightly clenched whilst his posture was rigid and frozen. He could probably feel my pain through the mate bond.The man grabbed my chin and yanked my face towards his, breaking the little encounter I had with the Alpha. He roughly threw a punch on the side of my cheek. "Look at me, when

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IlariaHurt, soreness, agony.That is all I felt when the men conversed or more like argued amongst each other. "Take her to the packs doctor, why do you wanna treat her yourself? and if not, then I ain't leaving you with her. Who knows, what if she tries to get on your good side and gains sympathy from you?" Xandros blankly growled and took a seat on the nearest couch which was placed just infront of the bed.Nico heaved a deep sigh when he saw the others follow him and took seats next to each other."Fine, stay but don't disturb me and stay silent."Nico came forward with his medical supplies. He wore his surgical gloves while analyzing my body from head to toe. "Ilaria, is it okay if I open the buttons of your shirt, so I can see the damage?""What no-?!" Xandros abruptly spoke. "Are you the doctor or me?" Nico asked with an arched eyebrow. He tsked and leaned back."Can I?" Nico turned around and asked to which I slowly nodded. If this was the only way to get rid of the pain then

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Ilaria"No."He looked at me with a quirked eyebrow. "I wasn't asking you. I was ordering you to tell me."I shook my head once again, "No one t-tortured me. I fell during my kidnapping.. that's all."He sighed and replied, knowing I wasn't gonna bulge. "Fine, but if this isn't the truth then be ready for the consequences." A cold shiver ran down my spine.Nico grabbed his glove and wore it. He digged through his medical box to grab a pair of tweezers and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide."Do you want me to sedate you? or can you handle the pain?" He questioned."I'll b-be okay. You can c-continue." I coughed out my words and looked away, directing my stare towards the grey ceiling which suddenly looked interesting as ever.He nonchalantly hummed and started to work on my body.Sleeping in someone's presence had never brought a positive impact on myself. In the previous pack, my room had consisted of five more omegas who always treated me like a punching bag. Or more like they threw all

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Ilaria"Mommy, can we go to the park, today?""No baby, I'm going out with your brothers and sister, maybe some other time." The mother of the little girl offered a sad smile. "But mama, you never come here anymore and nanny says that you live somewhere else... why can't I live there with you? I don't like it here... the kids are mean and they bully me." The girl asked, hope dripping through her sentences. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. Ilaria wanted her mama but she rarely visited her due to certain circumstances. "Oh baby Ilaria, I'm sorry." The mother crouched down infront of her daughter. Her own face mirrored her seven year old daughter's expression. "Am I not good like father says?" Ilaria tilted her head. She immediately shook her head and replied lowly, "no! your f-father loves you.""Liar." Ilaria's one single word left her mother speechless. "Baby Ria-" "No mama. I know he hates me. Even my brothers and little sister hates me. Whenever they see me, they always av

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IlariaI ignored his comment and directed my gaze on the black screen.Something about watching the LED always intrigued me. I remember the day clearly, when I had the very first and last leverage to watch a show with the pack members. It was worth the experience---good and bad both."Do you think you're in the position to ignore your Alpha?"My lungs expanded and I heaved a deep sigh, with difficulty. It still ached."What do you want, Alpha?" My tired orbs met his fuming face. Gosh he was a huge handsome hunk but his personality? was shit. Those dark blue eyes that reflected the color of the ocean in the sun, thick lashes and cupid lips, got me drooling right there and then."Being half dead for straight three whole days brought a bit too much confidence, no?" He hissed and wrapped his arms over his chest which did wonders to his bulging tattooed fore-muscles. "Or you just might be trying to act all angry but sadly, all of your effort failed?" I retorted back, blankly.Honestly what

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Ilaria"Mates?""Yes, Ilaria. We are mates. The skies gave us more than we could ask for." Nico confessed and took a seat on the nearest chair, letting me process the new information he just throwed."I know he hates you, not because you don't have a wolf but instead you're a rouge. His experience with rouges was a bit...bad." Nico heaved a deep sigh. "Not every rouge is bad." I mumbled, inwardly, but by the menacing look Lazarus gave me, I knew he'd heard it."I'll leave you to rest. Take care, Ilaria." Nico stood up and walked out with Lazarus following behind.My lungs expanded and I blew out a puff of air.Acting strong was difficult because I was meant to be weak and low."Even more worse than me? I bet not." I scoffed in the silence.The life I lived was way more worse than these people facing other situations. Abuse, torture, starvation, dark attics, whips and much more. And you know the best part? the Alpha---my stepfather loved to see me wither in pain. When I desperately scr

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Ilaria "You've got to finish this. One last sip please?"The spoon filled with the thick soup made me gag. Even the smell made me extremely nauseous."I can't. I'm full, Dionna."After the had left two hours later in the evening, Dionna came back with a tray in her hand. And to my surprises she'd actually kept her word, which I thought she'd never."But Ilaria, you just had four sips in total." She gave me a look of disappointment."I seriously can't or else I'll puke." I replied and leaned backwards. How was I supposed to eat when I was usually starved? The small portion she gave me was enough and would last for weeks."The doctor said, 'you're extremely malnourished and you have to properly eat, so you can get your energy back.". She placed the spoon back in the filled bowl and continued, "I know, you were brought here as a rouge and you went through some kind of torture but that doesn't mean you can give up! Gather your energy and let them know you're not weak. Mama says that a pe

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IlariaSelfish.It will be never enough---sometimes love, or sometimes fear. Both these emotions tend to kill a person, mentally or physically.Four words; the week was awful. No matter how much I tried to shut Dionna off, she was still willing to help me. She was one stubborn girl, just like mama. But one thing was sure, that she was a fighter. And that's what made her different from me.Dionna had escorted me from the hospital to the same smelly room. She was hesitant to leave but when I pressured her, she obliged, however she told me she'll visit soon after her work.And right now, I was sitting against the concrete, with my legs stretched out.The bruises didn't hurt anymore, however they did leave some nasty scars on my old ones. My ribcage was purple and my eye? Still shut and swollen. The doctor told me to take it slow but I wanted to rip my eyelid open. The world with just one eye was not gorgeous at all. It was hideous like me.I sigh and tilt my head towards the ceiling. The

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