For Her Survival
I never knew what I had done to my pack to be treated so horribly. I was found alone in the woods when I was just five years old by the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. I have no memory of my life before being found by the Red Moon Pack. I guess my life was rough, so I thought I would finally have the life I had wanted, but I ended up broken; physically, mentally, and emotionally. I was considered the lowest of the low, as an Omega I was given the jobs of everyone in my pack. I had to make sure the food was cooked and served on time, then clean the whole pack house and complete everyone's laundry and do the dishes. I had been given these jobs when I was thirteen, but the beatings did not start until I was sixteen. We as werewolves have our first shift when we are sixteen, and since I did not shift, my Alpha thought if they beat me, it would force the shift, which of course it didn’t. My main goal if I could survive this hell hole, is to find my mate and finally be happy. At the rate I am going I will die here either by the hands of my tormentors or my own hand.
Jordyn_Lunt · Fantasy