Runaway Love

Chapter 1: All Hope is Gone

Hi guys! Thank you for taking the time to read my book. I am new to this so bear with me. Really do hope you enjoy and stick around for the finale chapters. Above is a photo of Katrina (Victoria Justice) in her current state. I shall let you read in peace now, Thanks again!

Kisses K

Chapter 1: All Hope is Gone

Katrina's P.O.V

"Hurry up Katrina, get your ass down here" yelled Drew. I ran, well attempted to run down the pack house stairs and into the kitchen.

"What do you want" I sighed.

"Too be an only child but that didn't happen, so you can make everyone breakfast"

"What if I don't want to" I was sick of being pushed around but as soon as the words left my mouth I regretted them immediately.

"Come here," Drew ushered. He looked angry so I hesitated. "Come here NOW". I shuffled over to him with my head down. When I looked up he swings back, punching me right in the jaw. "How about you do what I tell you without question. Now by the time I get back I expect everything to be ready."

"Okay," I choked as the tears welled in my eyes.

"Oh and Katrina", he paused, "remember to wish the Alpha a happy birthday"

Once he left I walked over to the stove and started making breakfast for the pack. Drew and I are a part of the Midnight pack and our Alpha is Samuel Stone. My brother Andrew is the Beta and in some ways I am known as the pack maid. Both of my parents past away ten years ago in a rouge attack, so it's just my brother and I. He treats me like a punching bag though; blaming me for their death, so really it's just me.

For years he punished me with the silent treatment, which slowly grew worst each day. Than on the fifth year anniversary of the attack, he snapped, and I blamed myself. The day he broke I had asked him, "Why don't you talk to me?"

I still remember the excruciating silence that followed and the way he looked at me. It was the day my freedom finished in which physical pain replaced. I really didn't have a reason to live. I still don't. The only reason I am still here is because I'm still holding on to hope. Maybe one day my brother will apologise and the pain will end. Maybe my pack will accept me once again and I won't have to hide. Not definitely but maybe. I can only wait by and pray that I survive the night.

Nevertheless, if this plan fails, I have a plan B.

I will give my brother and the pack two months, because in two months I will be eighteen. In the werewolf world when you turn eighteen you will find your mate. Technically, you don't know who your mate is until you're eighteen, but sometimes, rarely, you can meet as long as one of you is of age. The moon goddess Amara, has control over who your mate is. When you are born she places you with someone of a different balance, in the sense that when you meet, the balance will be settled and you will be whole. So I'm hoping that when I find my mate he will protect me from those who wish only harm. More importantly I hope he accepts me, because if I am rejected by the one person who is supposed to love me, the pack won't be the only thing to threaten my survival.

"Katrina are you in here," Sam questions as he strides into the kitchen, interrupting my daydream.

"Umm, yes Alpha Sam", I bow in respect. "Happy Birthday", I add, rushing over to serve him.

As I hand his breakfast over, his fingers brush against my hand and tingles run up my arm. He looks up at me through his lashes, and his eyes glisten with surprise.

"Mate" my wolf howled. That couldn't be right I thought to myself. However, the longer I studied him the harder it became to stop. He seemed so gentle and calm; I believed that he would protect me. However that soon vanished as his expression was replaced with anger and hate. He snatched the plate and began eating, ignoring the force pulling us together.

"Arrgghh, this is disgusting", he screamed while spitting his intake back on the plate. To say I was shocked was an understatement. He had never disliked those pancakes before.

"What is your problem? Why is it so hard for you to make a simple meal? You're useless! Why can't you do anything right?" He slammed his hands on the table and walked out. A tear slipped down my cheek before I pushed it off my face.

Mates aren't supposed to lash out at each other? Are they? Ignoring the tears that continued to fall I followed him outside. He was sitting on the steps near the front door, silent and stiff. Not thinking about the consequences I sat down next to him.

"Can we talk" I whispered thinking he would reply but no response.

"Sam, please I just want to", but before I could finished he exposed me to my greatest fear.

"I reject you"

All it took was three words. And just like that, the thread of hope I had held onto for ten years, snapped, finally letting me fall to the ground.

"What" I replied, as pain engulfed my body.

"I Alpha Samuel Stone of the Midnight pack, reject you, Katrina Pierce as my mate"

"Why", I managed to push out as the pain became worse.

"Are you really asking me that question, have you looked at yourself?" Now he was shaking with rage. "You're fat, ugly and weak. I need a mate who will keep this pack afloat not drive it into the ground. Do me and everyone else a favour and leave. Just go!"

My wolf still wanted to fight for what was hers as she searched for a reason to stay. Sam picked up on that, realising that his reasoning had no effect on me.

I waited for him to speak again, but what happened next spoke louder than words. He punched me. But that wasn't enough. Sam leapt at me, knocking me to the ground, landing countless hits around the exterior of my body. Each hit tearing away at our bond, twisting my heart and breaking my skin. I screamed and cried, thrashing my body against his, attempting to break free. He paused for a second and I took my chance. I punched him in the side and slipped out from under him. He recovered quickly and chased me up the stairs. I reached my room and shut the door, locking him out.

My heart was burning and my vision was blurred with tears. I reached under my mattress and pulled out the key for my safe house. With the small piece of metal in hand I opened the window and jumped from the balcony. I ran towards the forest and away from hell. I had to leave. I had to leave my pack, my mate and the only family member I had left. Leaving my brother was something I never thought I would do but I have no choice. "I'm sorry mum, I failed you again...."