Never Again

Chapter 1

"Why would anyone love you? How could anyone love you? Why would the moon goddess pair you, a stupid, ugly, worthless girl, with someone like me? An Alpha." A kick landed on my ribs and a slap rang throughout the room. My nose cracked and blood started to pour from it, as he broke it. "You are undeserving of a mate, such as myself. I will never love you."

Punch after punch. Slap after slap. Kick after kick, after kick. Never ending, no relief from the pain. As soon as he discovered that I was his, his soulmate that is, he rejected me, threatened to force me to drink liquid silver and wolfsbane if I didn't accept his rejection, and then he chained me up in a "special room." A room that had chains hanging from the ceiling. Torture tools, needles, and vials of liquid silver and wolfsbane covered the walls and stood proud and glittered dangerously on shelves. The only source of light available was the sunlight coming in through the large barred windows. My only relief was when he left to take care of his 'Alpha' duties, or when he went away to sleep.

I pulled on the chains in agony as a fresh wave of pain went down my spine. I knew not to scream, the last time I did that, he force-fed me crushed wolfsbane. He stalked over to the wall and looked over everything carefully. He smiled evilly before selecting a silver spiked whip. He strolled back over to the chains hanging in the middle the room, facing me as my head hung in shame. His large hand roughly grabbed my chin and yanked it up.

"What happened to that tough spirit you had a while ago, hmm? The time when you used to spit in my face and call me ruthless and a coward. You used to appear like luna material. A spitfire, but now? Now, I know how weak you have always been. I knew it all along. Why do you think I rejected you? It's because you are weak and worthless, undeserving of anyone. Know that I will never call you mine, and no one in their right mind would either." With every line and every word, he would lash out with the whip and yank it out after allowing it to sit inside my skin for a few seconds. The whip stung and ripped the flesh off my body, curling around my torso and claiming my skin for itself. I wordlessly bit back screams as the whip cut me again and again.

The silver burned and stung like hell, but there was nothing I could do. There was no way for me to fight back. I had nothing left. He had taken everything that was important to me, and destroyed all of my bittersweet memories. Tonight, at least I think it was night, he mood seemed sourer than usual. Thirty lashes later, my back was coated with my sweat and blood. I felt salty tears dripping down my cheeks and my clothes, long ago ripped and tattered, hung off my thin and weak frame. My wrists were small and clung to the chains in desperation.

I just wanted the pain to end. I knew I couldn't survive like this, I would die soon. If I was going to go so soon, I wanted to end it myself, not at the hands of my supposed mate. He hated me already, so there was no point in me trying to redeem myself. So, why not try to escape? I knew the way out, and I doubted that he would waste people on me, the ex-mate, the worthless girl. So, I started planning my escape.

I knew that he worked from 6 in the morning to around 8 in the evening. He always came as it started getting dark and he left right before the sun had risen. In a few days my wrist would be thin enough from malnourishment and I would be able to slip them from the hanging chains. Since he locked the door from the outside, I could probably use a thin knife to pick the lock. I knew this would be useful to learn when the other pack members had started locking my "room" from the outside, trying to make me late.

If I was late, it was almost guaranteed that I would receive a beating from the Alpha. So, I when I found a few of the other girl's bobby pin things, (There were so many hiding in the carpet!) I lifted my hair up and stuck a few to the hair in the back. Then flattened my hair back down, covering the pins. Luckily, when I got my daily beating from the pack, none of the pins fell out and none of them came loose. I knew how the locks worked, because stupid enough, once, they had sent me to help the locksmith to help with creating and repairing the locks in the pack house and Alpha's house. (stupid, right?)

For now, I would just wait. Wait and plan, till I was certain of what I would do. I'm glad he is the only one that beats me now, I think I would have died if the Beta or Gamma had come in. I know they would have kicked, punched, slapped and stabbed me till I passed out, maybe even after.

Until then, I had plenty of time. After all, I was just hanging around.

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Hello again! This is the 1st chapter of Never Again. I apologize for the short and probably bland chapter.... Anyways, I love that you read this, so thank you so much. Read, comment, and vote to your hearts content. The song up above is my current favorite song, Dancing on my own a cover by Calum Scott. Let me know if you are enjoying my little soul story. Don't be afraid to message or talk to me! Tata for now, lovelies!