Diary Entry: On The Run

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When my father was alive, my life was good. I remember how he used to carry me on his shoulders as I looked out on the world, and promised me how I could be anything. My father was a good man, and a good Alpha, until his life was cut short by a younger male- known as Drake. Drake was a very ugly man with cold dead eyes, warts, and a pot belly. Since I was now orphaned Drake took every opportunity he had to torture me, before I was the pack's little princess... Now I am the pack's punching bag...


I am the Omega...


If only my father was still here, if only Drake hadn't killed him, then I could be happy. But he had... now my life was nothing but pain.

That's why I am running away you see, I'm running away and I don't know where I'm going.

But that's the fun of it I guess.

I'm not worried about running into other packs.

If someone reads this I've been killed.

Please tell my sister Trinity I'm sorry.


-Rosaline St. Claire-

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 25, 2016 ⏰

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