What s normal? I don't think I even know anymore. its the same every morning. Stare at the same old battered, malnourish body every morning, try to cover up the black and blue with endless layer of make up, slip into an unbelievably large T-shirt and rugged worn out jeans then walk out the front door from my own personal hell into the spits and fires through the school gates.
School was no escape. No one cared that I was the Alpha's daughter. They knew that I was an object of indifference to my father and it honestly was none of his concern if people treated me with respect or even kindness. Occasionally while quietly strolling through the sea of people in the hallways, words like "freak", "slut" or "mute bitch" would be shouted out loud enough to float back to my ear and make me draw my shoulders impossibly closer to my head. In the class rooms I tried my best to put up my invisible cloak and avoid drawing attention at all points, but that never seemed to work, because there would always be a foot ready to trip me on my way to my seat in the back corner of the class room or some cheerleader sneering at my complexion and asking about my cheap target makeup or if worst comes to worst groups of scrunched up paper balls would rocket their way up to me as the entire class would burst into an explosion of laughter while the teacher would just let them have their way and not utter a single word in my defense.
Allina, the head cheerleader, who's mate amazingingly and coincidently turned out to be the star foot ball player Jake, always made sure to show off her extra affection for her boyfriend by giving me the look while shoving her shinny pink tongue down her boyfriends throat, somehow thinking that it might devour me in jealousy and envy, when all it did was throw up in my mouth and wish even harder that I never found my so called "fated one". Honestly it was enough being drowned by one man's dominance, I did not need another's to pin me even deeper into the water until I suffocated and eventually give up breathing. There was a time that I dreamt about my prince charming lifting me up from this pit of fire into his sparkling shite horse and carry me off to the beautiful sunset, but reality would always remember to splash a bucket of water over my face and wake me up from my daydream, because my fathers whips and rugged hands would always be here to remind me that I will never be able to escape this reality.
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His Forever
Lupi mannariAlpha Gray is the ruthless leader of the Dark Moon pack. He kills everything and anything that tries to threaten his pack, especially rouges. He's a well known playboy who has a different girl at his bed every night, but that all stops when he meets...
