Imogen is her pack's runt. She was a surprise to her family, and a disgrace. Her father is the gamma of her pack so her existence as the runt is a disappointment and disgusting.
Her family wait for the moment when she can find her mate, leave the pa...
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Tobias left me about an hour ago, my wrist now is only throbbing dully on my lap. I can hear alpha Blake moving around downstairs, he's definitely angry with me.
There are snarls and growls that make their way through the old wood of the house and rattle around the room with me. Finally, his boots thud on the stairs, I tense and try to take deep breaths but fail.
He throws the door open as if to catch me off guard. He scoffs when he sees me sitting down on the bed passively, plucking at the cheap cloth of the mattress.
"Come down now runt."
I nod slightly and leave the bed to stand before him. My wolf howls in misery at the close proximity to her mate as he ignores her. He's heading back down the stairs before I can even blink.
Reluctantly, I follow after him wishing I could have stayed in my room or sat with Tobias. Admittedly, my stomach is growling with hunger so maybe Blake will feed me something, or maybe he'll just let me starve to death.
"Sit, runt." He gestures to one of the stools at the kitchen counter. I gingerly climb up the huge stool with my one good hand and then let my head dip down to look at the marbled worktop.
"Now, listen here and listen good- alright?"
"Yes Alpha."
"I don't know why the fuck the moon goddess has given me a fucking runt as a mate but I'm going to change it."
I gasp, to break the bond and change the word of the moon goddess is sacrilege. Of course there are a few cases where a wolf rejects his mate, but the punishment is insanity and weakness. I can already tell Blake wont risk that fate for himself so he's going to shift fate instead.
"That shocked ya, didn't it." I don't reply, I just sniffle and rub at my nose as Blake continues to destroy my life.
"I'm discussing this mistake with the elders and once the bond is broken you will be out of this pack, got it?"
"Yes alpha."
I understand exactly what he's saying to me, I can stay here until the bond is broken and then I'm homeless. My father won't take me back so I'll be left to become a runt.
I know I should care, but truthfully I think being a rogue will be better than being this monster's mate.
"You will eat what I give you and then you get back up fucking stairs."
Without verbally replying, I simply nod my head. At least he isn't planning on starving me completely.
A piece of old bread is stuffed under my nose and I grimace at the mould in one corner. My wolf is whining at the neglect by my mate, I wish that this day was just a nightmare. I want a kind mate who wants to pamper me, instead I've got a mate who wants to decimate our bond and won't even give me food without mould.
"This is your food for the next few days so do with that what you want."
Swallowing hard, I nod and snatch up the piece of bread before sliding off the stool and heading back up the stairs to my room. I'd rather be up there in isolation than down here with that beast.
"I didn't fucking dismiss you runt! Next time you wait for my orders got it."
The sob that escapes my throat serves as an acceptable answer for Blake because he doesn't follow up on the abuse instead he leaves me be to scurry up the stairs into my room.
I drop the bread on the floor as I scramble onto the bed. Curling up into a ball on the wire, I press my fist into my mouth as the sobs tremble and ricochet through my body.
I just need to be quiet. If I'm quiet maybe Blake will forget about me.
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The night descends swiftly like a raven and following on from the inky darkness comes the frigid cold. I have not even been given a blanket to keep me warm. When Blake arrived a few hours ago to lock me in for the night he chuckled at my blue lips and fingertips, telling me that I'm fat enough to keep myself warm at night.
It doesn't matter to him that that's not true, it doesn't matter to him that my wolf is weaker in every way. All that matters to him is making me suffer.
I let myself dream as I squeeze my eyes shut. I dream of the apple tree and my little sanctuary in the loft. I dream of my books and the stories that keep me sane.
Sleep appears to continue to allude me, I'm too cold to sleep. It's taking all my energy and focus to keep me warm and I know that as the night draws on, it's only going to get harder.
From down the hall, scratching of claws keeps me alter. It sounds as if Blake's wolf is trying to take control as he sleeps. The meaner the human, the meaner the wolf. For us, your wolf is a more extreme addition of your personality do for my mother, her wolf is maternal and loving but for my father, his is vengeful and bitter.
Unfortunately for me, that means Blake's wolf is going to hate me even more than Blake does, if that's even possible. All I can do as a pathetic little runt is pray that this door stays locked until the morning.
Of course, typical for me at the moment, the minute I think and pray that the door stays shut, it is ripped off it's hinges with a roar.
My screams can be heard echoing around the wilderness as I take in Blake's half shifted form. This is worse than just his wolf taking control, this is both of them together.
Screaming still, I throw myself off the bed as his clawed hand lunges for me. I huddle myself down into the corner of the room, squeezing my body as small as I can make it. Pressing my face down into my knees, I try to protect my neck and features.
Claws close around my neck and I scream and cry out again as I'm lifted into the air by my throat and thrown back against the wall.
"You are a disgrace. I want to fucking kill you!" His voice is so loud and animalistic i can feel blood trickling out of my ears.
"I get a runt. A fucking useless runt! Are you kidding me?"
His rage is so intense that I can feel it pulsing and burning in his eyes. I'm so terrified, I can't bring myself to make a noise. My tears are pouring down my cheeks silently as I watch my hideous mate pacing and ranting as he decides what to do to me.
"You will pay for this, I swear you will fucking pay for it!"
Just as I think he's leaving my room, he turns around again with a bloody glean in his eyes as he stalks towards me again. I let out a strangled cry of terror as I watch his claws raise into the air before my eyes.
The claws are brought down savagely and drive deep gouges out of my cheek. My screams this time are of agony as I feel the blood pouring down my cheek.
I watch through the only eye that isn't coated in blood as Blake leaves. His claws are drenched in my blood and it drips down onto the floor. Filling my room with the scent of my blood and my remorse.
