Lone She-Wolf

Prolouge

I was sitting on my steps. I was having thoughts normal thirteen year olds shouldn't. I was thinking of how my mother died six months ago. I thought about my father blaming me and beating me. He even brought friends home once and they took turns raping me.

I was cutoff when the front door slammed open and shut. I looked up to see my father running up the stairs. He grabbed me by my light brown, waist long hair and receded to pound in my round clear face. I knew my deep sea green eyes were going to be swollen tomorrow. I felt my full pink lips bust open with the finial punch.
My father then pushed me down the stairs, toward the landing; toward darkness.

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When I awoke, my body felt horrible but I had to get up. I went to the bathroom carefully and realized my father had left. I was glad.

I got in the shower and got back out after I did what I could. I was sore. I took a glance in the mirror as I passed to go get clothes from down the hall.
I put clothes on, deciding my fate. I no longer could stay here. My father would continue his abuse until I was dead.

I threw clothes in a bag and changed into a tank top and shorts.
My father was beta so I was very strong but not as strong as an alpha. I had determination.

I knew that once you left a werewolf pack, you could never return unless you were alpha or on a trip.

I checked the house for my father but he was not home. I ran out the front door and into the forest. I hid behind a tree and got naked. I changed into my beautiful wolf.

My wolf was a deep red with a bright red outlining it. White covered my paws, tip of my tail, and from my chest to my butt.

I loved my wolf. She was going to help me on my escape. Help me to freedom.