Born Wild

you'll kill me

MAINE

The smell of pancakes from downstairs greets me good morning. I slowly crack open my eyes and slowly move my body to try and stretch the sleepiness away. I wince as raise my arms up as I remember a certain alpha enjoying his display of dominance. I know my hair looks like a mess, just a messy pile flopped unto this silk covered pillow, but I don't care as my face is contoured in pain. My growling stomach disturb me from my pain and sleepiness induced brain fog. Taking my time, I stand up and walk straight to the bathroom. The last thing I was is to appear weak, like an injured prey in front of this pack of savages. I cannot let them view me as someone below them. My pride wouldn't have that. My wolf makes a noise of agreement.

Entering the bathroom, I turn the shower on and strip out of my clothes ready to hop in and allow the hot water to soothe my aching muscles. As I turn to open the glass door, I caught my reflection in the bathroom mirror and an audible gasp escape between my lips. Swirls of blue and red cover both side of my upper body. Facing my back, the mirror I turn my head to the side to look at myself again and I look liked I have been in the most brutal fight. My upper back painted in the same colours and oh boy do they look like I'm in agony. Tears prickle my eyes from just a moment, as I take a good look at my myself in the mirror.

My cheeks are slight sunken, my skin pale as ever, my eyes look dull as it can be, my lips dry and slightly chapped and my body doesn't reflect what a healthy normal she wolf would be. I enter the shower and close the glass door behind me, and I let my shoulder sag in defeat. I let the hot water wash away the silent tears that manage to escape my defensive walls. I forget everything that just has happened to me and grieve for myself and especially for the little girl who could've had more growing up. It was incredibly difficult growing the way I did but like had other choices for me, nothing was in my control, and I'd be damned if I ever let myself be put in a position where I left defenceless.

I use the provided soaps and shampoos that is intricately lined up which I suspect Megan has organised. A chuckle escapes my lips when I imagine these brutes of male wolves picking the correct scent of shampoo and body wash. Especially a northerner Alpha would never do this intimate task for me. I never had any expectations on what my life would be like when I'm lucky enough to find my mate. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect it to be this brutal. Megan is a wonderful she wolf, very caring and good to be around. I would miss her when I do leave, and I hope her, and her mate will live in harmony and love. I would never experience such things and I know this to be true by the way the first time my mate touched me had not left my heart racing or my cheeks red because of shyness. He instead decorated my body with intricate swirls of yellow, red, purple and blue bruises.

I am lost in my thoughts and by the time I knew it, I'm dressed in a black cotton joggers paired with a long black sleeve crop top. I look at myself in the mirror and smile, be positive and happy. I made a mental note to always talk to myself in a kind manner as at the end of the day, I only have myself in this world and I have done an amazing job surviving as long as I have in the wild.

And you have me.

My wolf never forgets to remind me. I smile and turn the doorknob and let myself walk away from the only place I feel most safe in this pack of savages. I walk myself down the grand staircase and try to locate where the delicious smell of food is coming from. Rounding the corner, I spot Megan and an older lady by the kitchen speaking in hushed tones. They must hear my steps as they both stop talking and their heads tuning in my direction.

"Good morning, Luna. Did you sleep well?" I wince involuntarily as the memory of Blade squeezing my lungs between his leg's forces into my memory. Megan rushes to be and grab both of my hands and slightly looking up at me. I looked into her eyes, and I knew she knew, I didn't have to feel embarrassed and try to explain what has happened to her. She simply adds "let's get you some hot compress to ease some of the pain". I offer a genuine smile at this she wolf, I really will think about her when I do leave. Her aura is pure and healing to my broken soul. Leading me into the kitchen she introduces me to the older lady, watching our interaction with curious eyes.