Chapter 1.

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(Esther's Point of View)

I woke up to the sound of feet coming near my room, which is also know as the attic. I look at the old clock on the wall and my eyes widened. It was 0403. I was three minutes late. Fuck.

I tried to scramble to get dressed, but it was no use. Alpha Cohen also known as my father barged in, angry as usual. "Why the fuck aren't you making your rounds yet?" I shuddered, he always spit when he spoke, I could tell he was drunk. "No excuses Alpha, Sir." He hit me with the half full Jack Daniels bottle in his hand, it shattered on impact making him even more angry. "You spilled my precious whiskey you bitch." I was on the ground bleeding. My wounds would heal soon, but it still hurt. He kicked me, then began hitting me with his belt. 

He left twenty minutes later. 

I slowly got up and began my chores.

(Beta Nick's Point of View)

I hated seeing how everyone treated her. Alpha Cohen hated Esther from the beginning, he wanted her to be a boy since she was his first born and the second he realized that she was a girl, he's treated her like a rogue in her own pack and forcing everyone else to do so. 

He's planning on selling her, and I can't let that happen. She needs to leave. Tonight.

(Esther's Point of View)

I couldn't eat today since there was no scraps from any of the meals today. Today would mark day three of no eating. The longest I've had to go is twelve days, so I'll be okay. 

I was drifting in and out of sleep when I heard footsteps coming closer. I bolted up from my makeshift bed on the floor; preparing myself for the beating that I knew was coming.

To my surprise, It was Beta Nicky. "Esther, get up and get dressed. You need to leave." I looked at him confused. Leave? "Esther, your father is selling you as some kind of slave tomorrow. I can't see that happen, so you need to run." I nodded and put some clothes on and he put a jacket, some scraps of food, and some water in a backpack and helped me put it on. He helped me to the secret tunnels and I turned to thank him, but he pushed me. I knew he was doing touch love but it still hurt. I'm done with this bullcrap. I'm done being beaten by the very people that I know are supposed to protect me. So I ran.

I felt like no one was chasing me, so I stopped for a quick break. As soon as I sat down, I regretted it; Seeing multiple pairs of red eyes looking at me through the darkness of the night.

Crap.

They were rogues and I had just abandoned my pack by running. 

One lunged and then they all attacked. I was covered in blood and crawling every few feet when I could. Suddenly it was like I crossed a line because they stopped attacking the top part of my body and focused on the bottom, so I crawled with more determination, then they stopped all together and growled at me. I was so tired and my eyes were fluttering.

This is where I would die.

At nineteen years old.

(Beta Luke's Point of View)

I noticed screaming and growling near the left border so I took some warriors to go take a look. There was a bunch of rogues growling at something, definitely out for blood. There was something crumpled on the ground, just centimeters passed the border line. We came over to see it was a female, she was covered in blood, gashes everywhere. 

'Hey Rascal, you gotta come see this.'

'What is it Luke?'

'I don't know exactly, but it's bad, I'm at the left border line.'

'On my way.'

(Alpha Rascal's Point of View)

I knew something was off but never expected what I saw. 

I ran to the border line and smelled blood. Luke and a few warriors were crouched over something and the rogues near the line were acting insane. Luke noticed me and walked up to me. He had blood on his hands. "What happened?" Luke sighed. "I don't really know. I think she was running and she attacked. I can tell by the grass that she crawled over our border line and the rogues stopped attacking her when she did. I don't know how long she's been unconscious." Something was off about the blood. I knew it was mostly hers, I took Luke's hand and sniffed the blood. "What is it." I let out a growl. Luke got away from me and I couldn't let out a louder, thunderous roar. The warriors moved away as I examined her. I didn't even want to touch her because she was covered in her own blood and I didn't want to harm her. I picked her up carefully, watched her face as I did. "Call Dr. Amelia."


Authors Note:

Photo is Esther.

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