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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball.\n \n She was not.\n \n She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate.\n \n She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her.\n \n Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. \n \n "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom.\n \n She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. \n \n "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . \n \n "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. \n \n "You
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Book\uff1a\u300aDimitri Series\u300b\n He watched as she folded her arms across her chest, her blue eyes cold and calculating. Behind her stood another man, his hands rested on her waist and his lips continued to plant kisses on her neck. He didn't say a word, he already knew she was leaving him for the man currently trying to sleep with her in his office. He raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to say the words so he could get this done and over with.\n\n She swallowed, "I, Christine Laurel Black, reject you, Dimitri Xander Black, as my mate and alpha."\n\n The pain was quick to make itself known in his heart, it sliced through his chest like a blade. He clenched his jaw, keeping his face void of any emotion. He laughed, but he was bemused with the whole situation.\n\n "You're a pathetic excuse for a mother." he spat.\n\n She rolled her eyes, "You think I care about those two little girls? I only gave birth to them so you could have a heir, not that it would matter. This pack will burn anyway."\n\n "This pack is one of the strongest in the US, I'm up for the challenge if you and horny boy over there think you could make a stronger one." he grinned, taking a sip of his whiskey.\n\n "Don't tempt me, Dimitri."\n\n "It's Alpha Black to you." he sneered.\n\n "You can keep those pathetic girls, I refuse to claim them as my daughters anymore." she stated with confidence.\n\n "Leave."\n\n She smiled sweetly at him before grabbing the other man by his hand, ushering him out of the office. Once they left he threw his glass at the wall, hot anger coursed through his veins, burning him. He ran his hand through his hair, his mind drifting off to his daughters. He shook his head, for so long he had known this was coming, but he had tried shielding his daughters from it. He knew, tomorrow morning, that they would wake up and ask him where their mother was. His heart ached for the pain he'll see in their eyes, he can't lie to them, they would know. He smiled a little to himself, the one thing he w
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed. "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner you can get back he
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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He was said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas on the face of the planet. He was said to have killed his mate and hurt those around him that go against his wishes. He was said to have killed different packs so that he could be on top. He was ruthless and cunning, and it was said that he could outsmart the smartest Wolf, including the King. He was the one that parents warned their children about when it came to going to bed and eating their vegetables. He was the one that made Wolves fear the dark and have packs set up curfews for all members of the pack, including the "strongest" Warriors. His name was Xavier, and I never imagined my paths crossing with him... Prologue I slammed the truck door shut with a sigh. My whole body ached from where my mate had hurt me, however my pride was the thing that was hurting the most. I couldn't believe that I was doing this, but I had to make sure that my seven and five year old cousins were safe. "Cass?" my cousin and supposed to be Alpha asked from the back seat. He looked at me, knowledge in his blue eyes. He had the same look that his father had when he knew that I was hiding something from him. "Is this goodbye?" I forced a smile on my face. "For now it is, TJ," I said. I started the truck and placed it into drive. My heart yearned for a place where I belonged and not looked at as a murder. "Did you kill my parents?" TJ asked. "Is that why are we running." I looked at the mirror, making sure to keep my emotions in check. "If I killed your father, then it would be like killing my own family," I said, my voice void of emotions. "Remember what I had said? Don't believe in all rumors. You don't know the truth, and you weren't there with the person." "Then why are we running?" TJ asked. "You don't have anything to fear." I sighed and closed my eyes before I opened them again. My heart clenched in pain, because I had so much to fear. I had so much to lose, and my cousin was too young to understand. "Camen turned the pack against me, against us," I replied. "And.
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed. "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner you can get back he
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed. "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner you can get back he
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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He was said to be one of the most dangerous Alphas on the face of the planet. He was said to have killed his mate and hurt those around him that go against his wishes. He was said to have killed different packs so that he could be on top. He was ruthless and cunning, and it was said that he could outsmart the smartest Wolf, including the King. He was the one that parents warned their children about when it came to going to bed and eating their vegetables. He was the one that made Wolves fear the dark and have packs set up curfews for all members of the pack, including the "strongest" Warriors. His name was Xavier, and I never imagined my paths crossing with him... Prologue I slammed the truck door shut with a sigh. My whole body ached from where my mate had hurt me, however my pride was the thing that was hurting the most. I couldn't believe that I was doing this, but I had to make sure that my seven and five year old cousins were safe. "Cass?" my cousin and supposed to be Alpha asked from the back seat. He looked at me, knowledge in his blue eyes. He had the same look that his father had when he knew that I was hiding something from him. "Is this goodbye?" I forced a smile on my face. "For now it is, TJ," I said. I started the truck and placed it into drive. My heart yearned for a place where I belonged and not looked at as a murder. "Did you kill my parents?" TJ asked. "Is that why are we running." I looked at the mirror, making sure to keep my emotions in check. "If I killed your father, then it would be like killing my own family," I said, my voice void of emotions. "Remember what I had said? Don't believe in all rumors. You don't know the truth, and you weren't there with the person." "Then why are we running?" TJ asked. "You don't have anything to fear." I sighed and closed my eyes before I opened them again. My heart clenched in pain, because I had so much to fear. I had so much to lose, and my cousin was too young to understand. "Camen turned the pack against me, against us," I replied. "And
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed. "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner you can get back he
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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Rayne stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was dressed in a pale green ballgown that clung to her curves and left little to the imagination. Her jet-black curls were swept up and pinned to her head leaving her neck exposed. Tonight was the night that most of the unmated wolves in all the North American packs would hopefully find their mates. She was sure all of them were just oozing with excitement. The Mate Ball. She was not. She didn't want a mate. She didn't need a mate. She planned on going Rogue and leaving her pack behind. No one here would miss her anyway. No one in The Jade Moon pack cared for one little orphaned wolf. The Alpha only allowed her to stay because she was his old Beta's daughter. Her parents were killed in the last pack war ten years ago. She was eight years old the night her parents died. The night her life changed and all those who loved her were taken from her. Finding a mate was supposed to bring the other half of her soul into her life. She doubted very seriously that it would be good. Very little in the last ten years were good. She was Beta born but treated like an omega, except for tonight she was groomed for her mate, if he was even out there, with the hopes that she would be taken off their hands. "Earth to Rayne!" A voice shouted from the doorway to the ratty little room she called her bedroom. She looked over to see the Alpha's daughter Bridgette standing in the doorway in her skin tight blood-red ball gown. Her face was caked in makeup, her lips a deep red, and her eyes were lined in black eyeliner to make her blue eyes stand out. She looked like a painted-up whore. Fitting since it matched her behavior. Rayne would be beyond happy just to be rid of her. "It is time to go and you know how father hates to be kept waiting, so let's get moving." Her voice just oozed . "Let's go then. The sooner we get there the sooner I can get back here and on with my life," She lifted the skirt of her gown and walked to the door. "You mean the sooner y
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The sound of an alarm clock broke through my dream filled sleep, awakening me from another night filled with painful memories. Dragging myself from the tiny bed, I walked into the bathroom to wash away the remnants of a difficult night. My name is Allison Trust, a werewolf Omega in the Full Moon pack and today; 9 August 2012 is my sixteenth birthday. Typically today would be the day I find my mate, but since I haven't shifted into a wolf like others my age, I'm not holding my breath. My parents; Asher and Hannah Trust were the Beta and Beta Female of the pack before they were taken and killed by rogues eight years ago when they took me out to the lake to play. Alpha Austin refused to believe my words when I told them how my parents were injected with something by strange men before being dragged into the forest. From that day forward I was treated differently by the pack, everyone was convinced that the rogues would have been spotted by the border patrol since they found me passed out in a tree not long after. I was reduced to an Omega and everyone including my brother, Hunter blamed me for their deaths. Every day I wish my fate was different, I wish my parents were alive and my brother didn't hate me, but I have nowhere else to go and without a wolf I wouldn't last long in the forest. This morning being no different from every other one of the past few years, I rushed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the pack. It's a mammoth task to prepare for the tens of people who are up and ready to head out, but after years of practice, it's practically second nature. In a strange way I felt at peace in the kitchen, it was the only place in the pack house other than my room which I felt comfortable in, but that all changed the moment Amy Farris stepped foot inside. I hurriedly rinsed the last dish and wiped my hands, trying to escape before she noticed me, Usually I would be on my way to school by the time she arrived, but I was tired from waking up to nightmares and worked slower than I should have. “Where do you think you're going?” I froze, sensing the smirk in her voice. “Surely you wouldn't leave before we could wish you a happy birthday? I have a gift for you.” Her voice was sickeningly sweet, to anyone else she would seem sincere, but I knew better. “Oh turn around and take a look, Allison.” She coaxed with a soft giggle when I remained frozen. Before I could stop my curiosity, I turned to face the mean girl holding out a card. Gingerly, I took the card from her hand and flipped it open. I immediately wish I didn't. The words, “HAPPY SWEET SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY, MURDERER -LOVE, HUNTER” were written in bold beside a picture of a fat girl eating cake with a huge smile on her face. My heart panged at the sight and tears gathered in my eyes, ever since the day Hunter lashed out at me, calling me a murderer in front of the whole pack, they haven't let me forget and every time I was reminded of it, the pain increases knowing that my brother hated me. The big brother who protected and cared for me was nothing but a distant memory. Hunter couldn't even bear to look me in the eye and their taunts hurt worse, because of it. Not giving her a chance to say anything else, I dropped the card and ran out the door, hearing her boisterous laughter long after I disappeared from her sight; the sound resonated through my head till I reached the school gates. By the time I reached school, the grounds were filled to the brim with pupils. Since it was only a five minute drive to school from the pack house it wasn't unusual for me to arrive after them. with my head down I speed walked to the door, hoping to make it inside without being noticed, but it seemed luck was not on my side when I felt myself collide with someone. Sparks erupted the moment he hold me to stop my fall, my eyes snapped to meet the bright blue pools of the man before me. “Mate…” I muttered before I could stop myself, not realising that I’d said it loud enough that everyone close by could hear. That's when I noticed whose arms I was in
Dreame
I was woken up by the sudden sharp pain,I was dragging me out of bed. He pulled me like I was a doll as he made his way down the stairs, I try to get my body to do what it needs to do to get some kind of footing. That proves to be impossible and I feel myself hitting on the way down. " Ember," he growls " Can you do anything right?" It is not a question he is seeking an answer for we both know the answer. It's no. What have I done wrong now? I find out very soon, he now grabs me forcing me to look at the sink in the kitchen. There is his dinner plate and fork sitting there. Not this again. " You didn't clean up your mess and you think you can just go to sleep? That is not how things are done in my house!" Those aren't my dishes. He must have came home late, ate and put them there. Dad drinks a lot. When he comes home from the bar he eats and forgets that he put dishes in the sink after I have already gone to bed.I don't say any of what I think if I did what coming next would be worse. I became dizzy falling to my knees. His eyes turn all black and I know now I am in real trouble. I somehow manage to cover my head before the blows of his foot come down hard and fast. I don't know how long he will do this to me. I want to scream to cry out from all the pain, but I can't. If I do and I wake someone up, if someone hears and finds out, that is something that just can't happen. No one can know what goes on in these four walls. After he feels I have been 'punished' enough he pulls my hair back making sure I am paying attention to him. " Clean up this mess and get you away from me." He then makes himself another drink, leaves the room and goes to watch television. I wash the plate and head up stairs. I try to lay down but no matter which way I do all I feel is pain. It's 4:45 am now and I might as well get ready for school. I open the door to my room to hear dad snoring. Good he is sleeping. I get my clothes and head to the bathroom. It turns on the shower and undresses while it warms up. Once I step into the hot water I watch the water becoming red and get swept down the drain, like it is being erased. If only the water could also erase the pain. I get out when the water starts to run cold. I take a good hard look in the mirror. Most of my body is blue and black. Being a werewolf can heal faster than humans, but mine can not heal. I look at my face and see my eyes become blacken and swollen. Great. Dad normally tries to avoid my face. I try to cover it with concealer. Even with makeup on I can't be pretty. Even if I took the time to do it. As my dad and his friends like to remind me, there is no way to fix that. I need to get out of here before he wakes up or he will lock me away till my face is healed and since I can't eat at home it could take even longer. I grab my hoodie, phone and bag and walk out the door to make the six mile trip to school. The October weather is perfect for the walk. It is cool but not cold. The leaves have started changing and falling. I put my headphones in and start scrolling through my music to find something to listen to. When I can't decide I put shuffle on and let fate decide, music is the only thing I will let fate pick for me. Broken Home comes on, how ironic. At least I will have some peace today. I pull my hood up and start along my walk. *Ember* As I walk to school I start to think back over the last few years of my life. Dad left our pack, the pack I was born into where I had friends, where I had family. We left because he couldn't risk Alpha John finding out what he had done, what he was currently doing. It was bad enough Alpha John was starting to realize the heavy drinking, dad kept it together pretty well until the drinking started getting to his brain and while he had mom around to help make excuses for him. Once she was gone things got worse, real fast. I still remember that terrible night. The night mom died. She had an idea something was going on when I started to act different.I blame myself. I should have been better at pretending that I was fine. Maybe she would not have c