For as long as I can remember, I’ve lived in a small kitchen utility room.

An adopted orphan can’t have a bed. When I was young, I slept under a low table. Melissa gave me her old mattress as she grew older, which was the only comfortable thing I had. 

Melissa was a year younger than me, and she was Alpha Michael and Luna Ellen’s daughter.

My mother was Alpha’s sister and Luna’s best friend, and she died giving birth to me. As of my father, I’ve never heard anything about him from Luna and Alpha. Not sure if he is dead. 

The Alpha took me in because of my alpha bloodline but they still blamed me for my mom’s death. Their hatred has caused me endless torture and bullying.

When I was four, I had to help in the kitchen. When I was tall enough to reach the bed, I had to help with the beddings. They’d beat me to half dead for the smallest mistakes I made, and cold leftovers would be too much to ask for sometimes.

I was never allowed to eat at the table, nor to say anything other than “sorry” and “yes” or they beat me. 

Luna once said that all I had to do was nod my head and pretend to be mute. 

My miserable life took a turn when Melissa turned five. 

She pleaded my case, and they gave me a chance to eat at the table like a pack member.

From then on, my life wasn’t a that terrible. 

Melissa introduces her friends to me. She also gave me comfortable clothes to wear.

She never see me as a slave. To Melissa’s friends, I was her elder sister.

Thanks to her, I had a glimmer of hope in this awful life.

I pushed away those thoughts, continuing to work.

I had to clean the house for the rest of the day. If Ellen were to found hair strand on the carpet tomorrow, she would strangle me.

I soaked the rag in water, then knelt on the ground to wipe the floor.

Summer evenings were always muggy. I tried to wipe the sweat off my brow, only to have dirty water from the rag splash on my face.

 It did cool me off a lot, though. Thank god for that.

 I tried to move slowly and be quiet so that I wouldn’t bump into anything that would disturb people resting in the room.

reached the floor of Alpha’s study, Ellen’s screams pierced

her shrill

someone to marry, marry out that

 

she talking

time, I was bold enough to

 

is my baby, she’s only 18 this year! There’s no

to the

door between us, I

starting fights, and the only

Or, more accurately, everyone knew who he

 He was the Cold Moon Pack’s new Alpha. 22

slaughtering so

beating me a hundred times harder than Ellen

continued to object, “No. I won’t let Melissa

the room too, and she choked back

 “I told you, we can let that mute, Andrea, take your place

a

daughter on

 “Mom…”

 I was relieved to hear Melissa speaking again. Melissa

me. Andrea is just a maid in our family, so it’s appropriate for her to marry him. I don’t know if Alpha Enzo will like her though, since she’s not as pretty as

my mouth as my vision

to run, get out of this house that only saw me as a

my wolf, Andy, could made sure I was

went to the back of the house and

my feet and calves, but I was numb to the pain.

at the pack border before I finally stopped

around in trance. I

a terrible headache, and I didn’t know where

unusual smell punched through the air, I couldn’t tell what kind

is like some nice

soothed my mind and relieved

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