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.

the floor of Alpha’s study, Ellen’s screams pierced my eardrums through the wooden

I instinctively dreaded that her shrill screaming because it always

someone to marry, marry

 

Was she talking

 I shivered at the thought. For the first time, I was bold

 

year! There’s no way I’m letting her marry that notorious Alpha who know nothing other than

pressed my ear up to

Michael was also in the room. Even with a door between us,

Silver Mountain Pack up north is constantly starting fights, and

Weiss. I knew that name. Or, more accurately, everyone knew

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

rumours that he was tough-build, muscular, and extremely violent. He enjoys slaughtering

help but picture muscular man beating me a hundred times harder

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

room too, and she choked back her sobs. “Mom, is there no

that mute, Andrea,

just a

so, she’s our daughter on paper,”

 “Mom…”

Melissa

monster. He’s not good enough for 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

my mouth as my

needing somewhere to vent. I needed to run, get

my wolf, Andy, could made sure

back of the house and dashed through the

 Leaves brushed my sides, thorns cut my feet and calves, but I was numb to the

pack border before I finally stopped and took deep

I looked up and looked around in trance. I

terrible headache, and I didn’t know where

unusual smell punched through the air, I couldn’t

some nice

scent soothed my mind and relieved the headache I

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