I'm a Rogue, Not a Damsel in Distress (ON HOLD!)

Prologue: History of Abuse

(Perrie Edwards as Aramis)

Aramis

This is were I tell you my background and what happened before I met him. Naturally being a girl in a world of wolves is hard. It's even worse if you are the alphas daughter. He wanted a son. When I was 13 he started handing me off to his pack as a sexual reward for a job well done. He kept me in a caged and regularly tortured me. 

So.. I ran. And I haven't stopped even though it's been a year. I am 19 and if I make it to 25 without finding my mate or getting caught then I might have a chance at being free. I don't want anyone to think they can control me whether that be with pain or love. Maybe they are one of the same.

I have set up camp in a small sleepy town in New Orleans. When I say camp that's what I actually mean. I carry a pop up tent on my back and the very bare essentials. Water bottle, food tubs, lighter and blanket with 2 changes of clothes and a few hundred in cash . That's all I own. And for a year that has kept me going. That and the thought that I can't let my father win. He destroyed my mother and the first 2 decades of my life. He doesn't get anymore than that. 

I start to make a fire pit and gather wood to cook the end of a half I have left from my last hunt. I need to hunt soon or I will weaken and I won't be able to defend myself if I am attacked. I will move to a new area of the woods each day for a week before moving out of the town.

Ace

Talking to my father about pack politics always makes me sleepy even if I am alpha. It's been almost two weeks since my last run and my wolf is itching to get out. To run so fast and kick up dirt behind me. I will go for a run before the weeks out. 

Suddenly my beta comes running into my office which lets me know something is wrong.

Ryan(beta): Rogue within boarders. Can't trace the scent only the paw prints.

Shit. A Rogue here might upset the harmonious ways we live here. I will have to track it myself and keep it quiet about who knows.

Ace: keep this news to yourself Ryan. I am going on a hunt tonight.

Aramis

It happened again last night. The nightmares. I woke up in a cold sweat with a burning sensation in my throat and down my back.

 The nightmares always show me the same things. Me being repeatedly raped, beaten and locked up with spike cuffs. 

 The worst I got it was ten broken ribs, shattered ankle, cuts over most of my face and body, and my fingers and wrists crushed. After that I left. It was such a hard journey and I was so surprised and relieved that I wasn't found already. The amount of times my body wanted to give out on me but I couldn't let it. I couldn't disrespect my mother by giving in like that. I haven't had a good night's sleep since before my mother died.

 She was the only one who cared. Even when she was weak and going through the same thing. See my mother had osteogenesis imperfecta. It's also known as brittle bone disease. It's a thing you are born with which makes your bones weak and very easy to break.

So I had to defend her from dad much of the time. She was trying to calm him down the night she died. He was in a blind rage and threw her against the wall. She smashed her skull on the wall. She never woke up after that.

That set my father into an eternal rage and partial insanity. No one would go against a wolf that strong. I never poked around in his head, I never wanted to what that kind of madness felt like or risk myself becoming the monster he is.

Then I hear another wolf coming close at a fast pace. I shift and run for my life. But I am so tired of running. 

I plant my front paws on the forest floor and spin to face my attacker face on. He approaches fast and stops two metres from me. I look in his eyes and know he is my mate. But I will not fear him. I will show no fear. For he has no idea what I can do. I will not walk into a cage and smile at my captor.

 
Shift.

He orders in alpha tone but I don't. It has no effect on me. My father learned that fast. I get into fighting position. That seems to piss him off.

Shift.

He orders again. But see I was never that good at taking orders. So instead I jump forward, knocking him onto his back and that was the final straw for him. He bites the side of my hind leg and rips off a chunk of my flesh. 

I jump back. Although I am weakening fast with blood loss I can still fight. I do what my mother taught me. I focus all of my remaining energy and open my eyes. I can see a few minutes forward in all of my possible options. I choose plan C.

I run at him and he runs at me too but at the last minute I jump using him as a spring board as such and run past. I will not let another man control me. I am strong and I don't hide from danger. I have had enough of taking abuse. I will not fall. I shall stand. I shall win. I will always be free.