chapter 1

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People think that I am a loser. Ugly. Disgusting.

NO.

I am a fighter. I am a person full of scars. I am unique. I am Tristan White.


This is me. This is who I was. This is who I am. This is my past. This is the Future.

- This is my story and I am not afraid to tell it -


A cold and rainy night; the start of every good story. I just got home from my high school soccer practice. No one was at the house. I didn't think about it, it was normal for my parents not to be home as they were the betas of the pack . It wasn't normal however, to see the alpha of the Redmud pack in my backyard.


Being the next Beta in line and seeing no one of higher authority in the pack was there I decided to greet him. NUMBER ONE: BIG MISTAKE. "Hi Alpha Lohoney, Alpha Craig and Beta White aren't here right now, were they expecting you?" I asked cautiously, this Alpha was known to be off his rockers. "Hello Beta, No they didn't know I was coming." He said in a creepy tone sending a bad vibe throughout my body. NUMBER 2: EVEN BIGGER MISTAKE. I turned to run away knowing that if I don't leave now and alert a higher rank that this will turn out bad. Alpha Lohoney, knew this was going to be my action being an Alpha and all they were naturally 15 steps faster than a beta. He grabbed me by the waste hitting me on the head knocking me out cold.


My last thoughts running through my head ; alert the pack and stay awake.


So much for staying awake huh?


I woke up chained to silver. What the fudge? I asked myself out loud. I tried breaking free, struggling, finding a way out. Only to give up when I hear the deep familiar goose bumps giving, eerie, and disgusting voice of Alpha Lohoney.


"Stop struggling, your never going to get out. You will be my mate. You will talk to me with respect, and most of all you will be punished with every wrong action you do. You will love me. Pleasure me. You will be at my hand and foot. Do I make myself clear?" He finishes only for me to come back and say with deep hatred "Bull Shit, hell no, I am not going to mate with you." I spit out at his feet.


"Good job Tristan, strike one. Ready for your punishment. " He says with a sadistic smile on his face.






A/N


I am sorry for the short beginning. any suggestions to make it better? Thanks for those who are reading this. Tell me who you are and I will give you a shout out once and if the book gets big. Remember this is copyrighted. I f you do copy it I will chase you with a spork. Lol seriously though don't copy it.

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