Mistreated, Abused, and Unloved- A Luna's Tale

Tazanna's POV

My screams echoed through the empty halls. I had mixed up the dates and cooked the wrong meal for the pack, and the price was another beating by my father, the Alpha.

"You stupid, useless, fat, hoe! Why can't you do anything right!" my father shouted.

This was the third time this week that he beat me. I flinched as the glass shattered on the wall above me, showering me with painful shimmering particles. Then, he started to kick and hit me. Over and over. I cried out in pain, as his kick crushed my ribs. I felt consciousness slowly slip from my weak grasp. Then, I let it consume me, hoping for some relief.

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I awoke hours later, sore and dizzy, to the sun peeking in through the windows. Shakily, I rose to my feet and checked the time.

'You better hurry! They will wake up soon. And you also have to get ready for freedom- I mean school.' my wolf, phoenix said to me, worry lacing her tone.

She was the only one that never left my side. Mom introduced us before she passed.

I still remember that day.

~

"You ready to go?" called my father up the stairs.

I, my mom, and my brother were getting all the supplies for our family picnic, that we had every Saturday afternoon.

"Almost dear," called my mother.

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Me and Max, my brother, ran ahead to find the perfect spot, to have our picnic. We ran through the forest, using our werewolf abilities, and found the perfect spot. It was under an old willow tree, next to a shimmering lake.

"MOM! We found it." I and max sang, in union.

As my parents came up to us, I screamed,

"MOM! DAD! Watch out!" I cried.

I lept into action.

I shifted mid-air and grabbed the rouge by the neck. It took him by surprise and managed to knock him away from my parents. But, just before I got him, he shot my mother in the chest. I quickly snapped his neck, grabbed my mother, and ran off to the pack doctor.

"Tazanna..." she whispered.

'No mom, save your strength. We are almost there.' I said, running as fast as I could.

I saw the doctor running towards me.

"I... l-love you. I will always be with you.." she whispered into my ear.

Then she fell limp. I reached the doctor and she ran into her office. I collapsed onto the lawn and felt a sharp pain in my chest.

'NOOOOOOO!' I screamed.

She was gone. My mother had died, in my arms. My dad and brother came running. Once they saw my expression, they knew what had happened.

"YOU CAUSED THIS! SHE IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!" my father screamed into my face.

He stormed off, heartbroken and mate-less. My brother just stood there, before slapping me and storming off as well.

That day, I had lost my entire family and my pack. They all hated me for "killing" their Luna. The only person I had left, was Phoenix.

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I heard the floorboard creak above me. Oh no! I was caught up in my thoughts for so long, they had woken up!

I quickly made everything for them. When they walked into the kitchen, they shooed me out. I hobbled to my room, well more like an empty storage room, with a blanket as a bedroom. I took my one other outfit out of the floorboards. ( I needed to hide anything valuable from the pack, otherwise, they would take it from me.) After I was dressed, I combed through my hair with my hands and looked at myself in the shattered mirror.

My once beautiful, full of life blue eyes, were now dull and lifeless. (That was from all the beatings.) My dirty blond hair was greasy, dirty, and matted. I had to quickly, when I got to school, wash the matted and bloody sections in the bathroom, before heading to class.

I grabbed my bag and slowly crept my way out of the house. Once out of the territory, I used the little makeup that my mom had left, and covered up all the bruising, scars, and cuts on my face and neck. I only had a long sleeve shirt and some tattered jeans. I had stolen all this from the attic, where all her stuff was. Then I continued the 2-mile trek to school.

Hopefully, no one will notice me, like usual.