Wanted

Prologue

I'm nothing.
Everyone knows it, I know it, my pack knows it .... maybe that's why people abuse me. Ever since my mom died everything has fallen apart, everyone blames me for my mothers death especially my family, they hate me. They say I'm useless and pathetic and I believed them, I was useless. My name used to be said with love but now when ever anyone says my name it's with disgust and hate. My name is Rosie Vascaz .... or used to be. My family says I will never be a Vascaz all I will ever be is a slave. I'm pathetic, I take every beating without a word my voice doesn't seem to work anymore. I also can't shift and it disgraced my family, my father us the alpha and he says that not being able to shift is the greatest humiliation there is, and it makes them hate me more. But I deserve it, they are all right I'm nothing.

Chapter 1

SLAM !
My body collides with a wall with so much force the walls vibrate. I slumped to the ground I'm pretty sure that some of my ribs cracked. Someone stood over me, it was my older brother Alex, future alpha if the stardust pack. He grabbed me by my hair and yanked my head up, I winced but didn't make a sound.
" Stay out of my way you worthless piece of shit ," He snarled in my face.
" Y-yes alpha ." He smashed my head back against the wall and I slumped farther down on the floor, I tried to get up but he kicked me in the stomach and the ribs to keep me down. I felt the metallic taste of my own blood in my mouth but I didn't fight back, in fact I welcome the pain, it was the only thing I could feel now a days other than sadness.
" I expect you to get your sorry ass up and make us breakfast and if you aren't in that kitchen in 5 minutes you will get the beating of your life, got it?" I nodded and he stalked off down the hall way leaving me in a heap on the floor.
' Why do you hate me Alex ?' I let a tear slip down my cheek and sighed
I stood straightened out my baggy t-shirt and torn sweat pants and limped three the halls of the pack house and downstairs to the kitchen as fast as my trembling and weak legs could carry me. They don't let me eat, I have to sneak a slice of bread once in a while or eat any left overs that my pack didn't finish but that doesn't happen very often so I'm thin. I took out the right items to make breakfast for them, I cook three pounds of bacon, eggs and pancakes with coffee and orange juice. I heard footsteps from up stairs so I backed away into the kitchen I stood with my back against the wall in the corner and waited for the pack to finish so I could clean up.
" ROSIE GET YOUR SORRY ASS IN HERE NOW !!!!" I cringed and shuffled into the dinning room.
My father stood there red faced and fuming his fists clenched so hard his knuckles turned white, I stood there with my head low my hair covering my face.
" Y-yes alpha ?" He snarled I swallowed.
" Where is your brothers cake ? I told you to make it where is it ?!?" I swallowed harder.
" I-in t-the fridge alpha ," he snarled.
" You worthless piece of crap can't you do any thing right ?!?!?" he slapped me.
I stumbled against the impact and my legs buckled underneath me and I fell
" Get up !!!!" he kicked me in my stomach hard and I felt more of my ribs cracked and it was hard to breath.
" Y-yes alpha ," I coughed out blood and stood, he snarled in my direction. I stumbled into the kitchen and to the fridge the cake barely fit and it took me all night to make and nearly all my strength to lift it. I stumbled with the cake into the dining room and placed it in front of Alex.
" Happy birthday son I am so proud of you ," dad clapped him on the shoulder with a proud smile on his face.
Everyone clapped and cheered for Alex while I faded into the background I used to be part of that, but not anymore. I shuffled into the kitchen and stood up against the wall and waited, I was wheezing from my cracked ribs blood covered my entire mouth, I let my head fall forward and my hair covered my face like a black veil. Tears leaked out if my eyes slowly, I shuffled up to my the attic where they put me to live. It wasn't much, just an old mattress and a blanket, I had one dresser. I found a piece of paper and a pen and wrote a note to my so called pack. The only thing I took with me was the necklace that my mom had given me a couple of months before she died. It was a gold pendant with a blue sapphire in the shape of a wolf howling. It had my initials on the back of the silver base, I put it around my neck and stared at my reflection in the mirror on my wall. The girl I saw was broken and sad her once long vibrant curly black hair was now dull and dead looking, and her eyes that once shined were dull with no sense if hope or happiness in them left. Her clothes hung off of her body like they were about to fall off of her.
" Goodbye ," I turned to the window and struggled to open it, I took one last look at my former room, then jumped out of this life forever.