Safe Haven

The begining

Chapter 1

My names is Haven.

Ever since I was 10 I haven't spoken a word.

On my 10th birthday my father sat me down and told me that Jake, my best friend died. Later that same day my mom disappeared.

My father and brother blame me for her choice to leave and take out their anger on me. They constantly call me a Bitch and use me as their personal punching

"BITCH WHERE'S MY FOOD" My father yells waking me up from my day dream. I quickly make a sandwich and bring it to my father who is sitting lazily on the couch.

He grabs the plate from my hands and in one swift movement, punches me in the face. I fall to the ground holding my face where he hit me.

I get off the floor my facial expression neutral.

Did I mention, I have lost the ability to show any emotion. After crying for days for my mom and Jake I lost all emotions. I have not cried, smiled or laughed since I was 10.

My father pushes me back on the floor and starts to kick and punch me. After 1 hour of him beating me he gets bored and walks away. I get up and dust myself off. Just when I think the abuse is over for now the font door busts open and an angry alpha walks in towards me.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH, WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT? MAKE ME SOMETHING TO EAT." My older brother Dustin yelled at me.

Oh right my brother is the alpha of the crescent mood pack. The second largest pack in the world.

I run past him to the kitchen just as he sticks his leg out causing me to trip and fall to the ground once again.

Dustin laughs at my pain as I clutch my stomach where my father just finished kicking me. I manage to get up in agonizing pain and walk to the kitchen making another sandwich.
I give him the plate with the sandwich averting my eyes from his face.

I hope you choke.

I walk up to my room and peal off my clothes, stepping into the bathroom. In the mirror I see a familiar stranger starring back at me.

She has long wavy dark brown hair that reaches down her back, beautiful milk chocolate skin with huge blue, green and purple bruises. Her eyes are a piercing electric blue, and there's a red hand print a cross her cheek and a black bruise is starting to form under her big almond shaped eyes. She looks lifeless, like an empty vessel.

The familiar stranger has a beautiful body, with curves in all the right places.

All I see are the familiar large bruise marks that cover her body and the dark thin scares all around her legs and stomach. Memories flood back to me.

**Flashback**

"YOU'RE THE REASON SHE LEFT ME. FUCKING TRASH, I HOPE YOU DIE." My father spat at me as hatred, fury and sadness filled his voice.

A numbing pain erupted through my body as the knife my father was holding sliced through my skin. Blood flowing like crimson waterfalls from my arms and legs.

Once he saw my blood pore out a gruesome smile covered his face.

"...you will die...." He said once more shaking with fury.
"....and I will be the one to do it."

**End of flashback**

I look away from the mirror and step into the shower, letting the steaming water wash over me. I wash myself clean then step out drying my body with a towel.

I get dressed in a very old and ripped pair of jeans and a baggy navy blue sweater. Then go downstairs and walk out the door towards school.

By the way today's my 16th birthday. The day I find out if I have a wolf and get to look for my mate.

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