The Alpha's Broken Mate

Chapter One

"WAKE UP YOU STUPID BITCH!" my ever so lovely step-father Jerry called from down the hall. (Note sarcasm.) I groaned as I got up from bed and looked at the clock that read 6:45. Shit! I am always up by 5:45, with breakfast for the family by 6:30. I got up too quick and ran out into the hall only to be stopped my Jerry. He grabbed me roughly by the arm and slapped my face, sending my face to side. "Look at me when I talk to you!" he said as he punched me in the stomach. I quickly looked back at Jerry with fear in my eyes, only for Jerry to look at me with disgust. "I'm so sorry sir, I didn't mean t-" I was cut off with another slap to my face. "Dad, she's not worth being late for work again" my step-brother, Mason, said as he stepped into the hallway. "You're right she's not worth anything" he said as he pushed me onto the ground. "Now get out of my sight before I change my mind about letting you go" he said. I immediately got up and ran into my room and got dressed for the day. For today I wore a dark blue hoodie with black jeans and white converse. I have to keep my body covered up so nobody cam see the bruises on my body. I looked in the mirror and saw a forming bruise but didn't bother to cover it up, I was already late enough. There have been a few times before that I have shown up to school with bruises but nobody seemed to notice.

I rushed out of the house and started walking as I saw Mason's convertible go down the driveway, but before he left he rolled down his windows and flipped me off. 'The feeling mutual' I thought to myself. I finally made it to school with ten minutes to spare, I walked straight into the girls bathroom and went into the stall, not even bothering to lock it. I just started crying, I couldn't control it. What have I done to deserve this? Am I that bad of a person? I haven't been given the easiest life even without the abuse. My father died of lung cancer when I was ten, my mother and I took his death very bad. My mother resulted to drugs to help with the pain, she eventually married Jerry three years after his death. The thing is was that he wasn't as abusive as before sure he slapped me but not around my mom. One day when I was a freshman I walked into the bathroom and saw my mom on the bathroom floor. When the autopsy report came back, we found out that my mother died from an overdose of various drugs. That's when Jerry was given full custody of me and that's when the abuse really started. 

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Blake's POV-

As I walked into the building of my new school I smelled the most amazing smell. It smelled like chocolate and roses, it was absolute heaven. I scanned around the room in search of the smell but did not find it as I was walking down the hall I heard the faint noise of someone crying. My wolf was going crazy trying to figure out where the crying was coming from. The sound was at its loudest when I walked passed the girls bathroom. I immediately froze and looked around the hallway, to my advantage it was empty. I looked around one more time before walking into the restroom. The sweet smell hit me at its hardest when I walked in, I scan around the room and saw a stall that was slightly open. As I walked over to the stall the crying continued. I stopped in front of the stall and slowly began to open it. The sight was something that would scar me, in front of me sat a gorgeous and petite girl with bruises covering her face as she cried. She looked up in horror as I stared back at her. One thought that kept repeating was mate.

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A/N 

Hey guys!!!! I know that this chapter is kind of short but I'm really bad at introducing stories and all that type of stuff. I promise that the next chapter will be much longer. So what did you guys think? I don't know if this story will be good or not, I guess we'll have to wait and see :P. If you have any suggestions please comment on how I can better this story. But please if your comments are just criticism please don't say anything, I'm only looking for constructive criticism.