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Father of a feral Hellhound

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Summary

Hayley was abandoned at the age of 3-years-old. During this time, she was hated the orphanage. Unable to make all but one friend Mary. She was not told of her heritage so when big dog boss man Derek Mordovia see’s her at 17 something draws him to adopt her. Now not long does Hayley have to deal with the turmoil of becoming a hell hound with out anyone knowing she also now has to learn and deal with a new nosey step farther who wants nothing more then to get to know her. What will Hayley do?

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
3
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1

“Hayley…Hayley!” a Voice like clouds called my names through my daydreaming. Shaking my head, I blinked and looked over to my one and only friend Mary. Her eyebrow raised as she looked at me with amusement.

“Did you just fall asleep on me again?” she chuckled as I whipped the droll from the corner of my mouth

“I wasn’t asleep.” I argued looking at her with a pointed look.

“Asleep or not you weren’t listening!” she smacked my arm with he back of her hand lightly.

“Yea I was.” I groaned stretching my stiff bones out feeling them all crack.

“Oh? What did I say?” she asked with a cocky smirk, I flung one right back.

“You were talking about how hot you think I am.” I teased, she scoffed and hit my arm again shaking her head. “Seriously though what were you saying?” I asked looking at her

“I was saying-“ I dropped my head back and snored loudly.

“Hey!” Mary shouted grabbing her empty shoulder back and began hitting me with it lightly. I laughed loudly blocking it from my face. “Take it back!” she laughed.

“Oh, look. Are the little Lesbians having a fight?” her voice attempted a mocking tone but sounded more like nails on a chalk board to me, I felt my body cringe and shiver. Her face was always worse then her voice for me, I rubbed my temple already getting a migraine from her.

“What is it you want tiffany? I’m busy.” I moaned looking at her with a board expression.

“I was wondering if you skanks had seen my boyfriend.” She smirked sitting down across from me and beside Mary who clammed up and shifted to the side. I growled like a feral animal, eyes flickering to hers making her smirk faulter for only a second.

“No, I haven’t seen him. He’s probably shagging some whore in back alley,” I waved my hand blowing her off my attention. “Now fuck off.” I spoke turning back to Mary with a wink, she giggled a little.

“How rude of you. Girls!” Tiffany snapped her fingers standing up catching her friends attention. “I think we should teach her a lesson.” Her friends snickered both simultaneously agreeing with her like it was rehearsed. I stood from my chair quickly and stood in front of Mary blocking her form the malicious girls.

“Wait here.” I pushed myself forward bounding into Tiffany small frame knocking her to the ground. Her scream satisfying to my ears. Before even getting a punch in Layla her right-hand woman took and handful oof my hear pulling me back up to me feet. Rage filled me as my nails extended out slightly allowing me to catch her in the stomach ripping not just her top but her skin too.

I kicked Mira in the check making her fling away from me and my focus remained on the other two girls, when neither Layla who was cradling her stomach or Tiffany who was still on the floor moved, I pushed out of my fighting stance and stood proud towering over Tiffany with a menacing grin. “Would you still like to try teaching me a lesson now?”

My growled rattled out deep and beast like as I stood watching her, her face and eyes held the fear I was forcing on her. Scaring her into submission was the only way I’d ever win against this bitch.

“W-what are you?” She stuttered whisper escaped as tears brimmed the bottom of hr eyes threatening to escape.

“Your worst god damn nightmare bitch.” I growled allowing the words to darken and threaten through the growl, her face almost flooded with relieve as a kick to the back of my right leg had me down on one knee with a crack. I looked in her eyes now the same height as she scuttered away before tuning my head over my shoulder.

First thing I saw was Arthur, a large man with over steroid arms hugging Mary tightly as one hand held her mouth his lips pulled into a never-ending smirk. I cocked my eyes more right to see Jackson stood behind me, his posture held high as he held a baseball bat tightly toward my head.

“I always knew you were a jealous bitch” he barked with a grin from ear to ear. He adjusted his hands on the baseball bat next to my head as if he was about to wrap it around my head for fun. A sport he thought he would win.

“Go on then… I dare you.” It was a threat and he knew it, I wasn’t known in this place for being nice and friendly. I was known because the last person to threaten me had his tongue out with in a second and that wasn’t an exaggeration. He looked from Tiffany and back to me in a second before loosening his grip.

“Tsk, take you girlfriend and get out of my sight.” He spoke with a cock attitude. Swinging the bat from my head and over his shoulder as if I was a scared little mouse about to do as my told. I smirked up at him, loving the fear the flickered in his hazel eyes. Chuckling darkly I licked my lips.

“You should have hit me this time you Dumb fuck.” Growling I pounced from the floor, tackling into his side I made sure to land on top straddling his hips I punched like my life depended on it. Though it pretty much did. I didn’t allow my punched to let up or break the continuous pattern it held has my fists continued to contact his face. His arms pinned by my legs to stop him from blocking.

“Break it up!” A deep commanding voice barked startling me, faltering my movement allowed Jackson a break, he took the opportunity to swing his fist connecting it with my jaw to knock me off his hips. I hit the floor just as Arthur dropped Mary from his arms letting her finally gasp for air panting.

Scrambling I pushed my way to Mary by Arthurs feet and checked her over for marks before glaring up at Arthur then the man himself the principle.

“I can’t wait for when you lot turn eighteen in a few months and get thrown to the streets, and you.” He growled looking and me dead in the eyes, arms behind his back to keep his composure. “Someone like you should be put down like the feral animal you are.” Her turned around facing a gentleman I had only just noticed.

He was tall well built with neat combed back black hair and piercing electric blue eyes. He work a business suit that looked expensive. “Who is that?” The mans voice was smooth but deep as he nodded a head, his eye contact not being broken.

“Who? That’s one?” he pointed towards me. “That is Hayley, Feral little creature. She will amount to nothing. A lost cause if you ask me, abandoned to this place when she was 3-years old, Around the same times she started acting up really.” He scoffed placed a hand on the small of the man back ushering him away. “Good reddens is what I’ll say when she finally at the age to be kicked out, unlovable women.”

The man never took his eyes from me ad he walked away following the principles lead into the large building where our younger children were being held for adoption.

“You could have ruined my chances of getting pick! You stupid bitch!” Arthur spat, his large body stomped toward me before swinging his leg back and thrusting it over and over into my stomach and chest. He didn’t stop even after I fell to the ground. I knew I would be covered in bruise’s by the time I woke up in the morning. After a few shots to my face he stopped breathing heavily.

“Arthur honey, let’s go. We are not supposed to play with dirt.” I heard a light voice speak; I knew it was Layla. She might be a bitch but her voice was always sweet and light. I heard the stampede of footsteps file from me and soon it was silent. That’s it pussy’s run away.

“Hayley? Hayley! Are you okey?” her voice panicked as she raised my pounding head, I chocked and coughed up come blood and she placed me comfortable on her lap. Breathing in a heavy pant I allowed my eyes to drift shut and let the darkness take me away. I could hear the sobs of my friend fades away as she screamed for help, please don’t so that… I’m fine.

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