dominated by a vamp...!

prologue

abbi p.o.v

i lay in my bed, whimpering in pain, tears streaming down my pumped face.

what had i done wrong this time? what did i do that was so terrible that he had to go as far as kicking me to the ground, and still kicking me?

all id done was get moms pills... id done what he couldn't. i couldn't just sit here and listen to her crys of pain as her stumouch collapsed.

id begged and begged for him to do something, and all he'd done was watched WWE.

the alpha knew about my mom, and about my regular beatings by my abusive dad, but he couldn't do anything, my dad owned me and my mom. he had every right to us, he could do whatever he wanted.

the alpha would only get involved if someone died, because then, as an alpha, he had the right to take care of his pack, he had to keep the pack alive or he would lose his ranking as the top alpha.

the more deaths a pack holds the lower and lower a pack rating goes, and the worse the alpha is. the easier it is to demolish the pack, the easier to take over the pack... the more pack member stop trusting, loving, believing in the pack alpha the weaker the alpha becomes, the more venerable the pack and the alpha are.

all of this could lead to the distinction of the pack... of the alpha blood lines of the pack.

this is why the alpha keeps out of family business, unless someone dies.

but i still trust, love and believe in the alpha. i believe that when the moment is right the alpha will take me away from my dad, and bring my mom out from the curb and save her from death...

i still have faith...

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well um... here's the prologue... how was it? leave me a comment on what you think and if i should carry on my story :) i would appreciate it much...

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