Saved By Him (The Monster Series Book 2)

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wasting my soup, Son.” Her voice is gentle and I watch as Jack glares at her from over his shoulder. “My mama always said; waste not, want not,” she says.
    “Now, I’ve brought you another bowl of soup and you’ll eat every last drop. I’ve also brought you some pills for the pain.”
    I’m relieved when Jack sits up.
    “I’m Miss Ella and that’s what you’ll call me. Don’t even try to call me Miss E, I’m nobody’s missy. My mama gave me the name Ella and I expect you to use it.” She starts to feed Jack. After a few bites Miss Ella asks, “What’s your name, Son?”
    Jack just glares at her and I start to panic. I don’t want to upset any of our new masters. I clear my throat and whisper, “His name is Jack.”
    Miss Ella looks at me and smiles. “Thank you, dear, and you are?”
    Her words are so gentle. I’ve never seen anyone like her.
    “I’m Sophia.”
    Miss Ella goes back to feeding Jack. When he’s taken the last bite she says, “My room is the one right by the stairs. If the pain gets to be too much come wake me.” She places everything back on the tray then she looks at Jack, and then at me. “You need to eat all your food so your bodies can heal. There’s a lot of work to be done. Everyone works here to earn their keep.”
    I’m good at working. Excitement starts to bubble in my chest. Miss Ella looks at me and says, “As soon as you’re up to it you can help me in the kitchen.”
    She wants me to help her in the kitchen! I’m wanted by someone! The relief is intense and brings tears to my eyes.
    She goes on talking to Jack. “River says you’ve been born with a green thumb. That’s a good thing because no one around here likes to garden, and I’m too old to be playing with flowers. We can do with some color around here, so as soon as you’re better you can fix the gardens up nicely. Now get a good night’s rest and I’ll see you in the morning.”
    A huge grin spreads over my face. Jack will make the gardens pretty and I will help in the kitchen. Soon everything will be back to normal.
    I lie down and it doesn’t take me long to fall asleep. I don’t sleep for long. When I wake up all the lights are off. My body is aching and Miss Ella said we could wake her if the pain becomes too much.
    I struggle out of bed and walk to the door, only then do I notice Mistress Ryland.
    “It’s okay. You can go use the bathroom,” she whispers. I feel bad for deceiving her as I keep walking down the passage. I reach the room by the stairs and I knock softly.
    I open the door slowly and peek into the dark room. “Miss Ella?”
    A light goes on and Miss Ella sits up in her bed. “Come in, dear.”
    I close the door behind myself and then quickly sink to my knees.
    “Oh, dear Lord almighty! Get up, child! I’m not one of those heathens.”
    I get up as quick as I can and explain why I’m bothering her. “It hurts. You said to wake you if it becomes too much. I’m sorry, Mistress Ella. It … it hurts.”
    I hear a sniffle and my eyes flit over to her. She’s wiping tears from her eyes. “Come here, child.” I walk over to her bed and watch as she opens a drawer. She takes out a holder and shakes two tablets from it. She holds them out to me and I take them gratefully. I place them in my mouth as she holds a glass of water out to me. I quickly swallow them down.
    She moves back on the bed and holds the blanket up. “Come lie here. Miss Ella wants to talk to you.”
    I sit down and then lie back, flat on the bed. I hope the tablets work fast, before we fuck.
    She settles back on the pillows and then pats on her chest. “Come here, my sweet girl.” I position myself until my head is resting on her soft chest. Her arms go around me and then her hand starts to caress my hair.
    “Now Miss Ella wants you to listen carefully,” she starts to whisper. “You’re safe here, child. No one is going to hurt you. I want you to think of me as your mama. Mama’s don’t hurt their

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