Undefine Me

Chapter 1

My feet hurt.

Almost as much as my heart but the pain in my foot will eventually heal, will my heart? I swallow the lump in my throat as I stumble down the wooden steps onto the damp grass. My 6 inch heals dig into the soft earth as I struggle to gain composure.

Damn it Daniella, you've already made a fool of yourself, don't make this any worse.

I can hear the girls snicker from here. 

Their high pitched menacing laugh taunting me but I don't have the motivation to confront them. My wrinkled clothes smell of stale sex as I trudge away from the Betas home. 

The door creaks open and my hopeful eyes lift from the ground as Samuel begins walking to my frozen figure. My heart beats louder in my chest as the man I laid with last night approaches me. 

His head held high, knowing he holds power over everyone in this pack besides the Alpha. His dirty blonde hair messy as the wind blows it back, almost as if this was a catwalk and I was the product. 

He stands close, his face so close to my face that I can feel his warm breath greeting my cheek. I'm not fazed by his morning breath as I lean in closer, longing for the warmth his body emits. He leans down to my ear as I sigh in content, taking a moment to register what he says.

"You forgot this, sweet cheeks." His hand unclenches mine from his shirt that I didn't even realise I was grasping and drops a small object in my open palm. 

I look down as he turns and leaves suddenly, not bothering with a goodbye as I identify the object as a pill.

The pill.

"Wait!" I call out to his retreating figure. He stops only metres away from his door but doesn't turn to face me. The only indication of his attention given to me is his tapping foot.

"Um, do you want to do something? Maybe grab some breakfast." I suggest hopefully with a small smile as he slowly turns to face me. 

The minute I see his facial expression, my smile drops and I gulp loudly as he slowly approaches me.

His feet gliding across the ground, probably coated in mud but the coldness doesn't faze him. With a heart colder than ice, he stalks toward me. I glance down before meeting his taunting eyes, the gleam in his eyes tells me that he is enjoying this little show of intimidation.

I can't say the same.

"Oh little Danielle, so naïve, so hopeful, so....annoying." The last word he spits out as I wince slightly. I bite my lip as he circles me. 

Eyes of a predator that could easily tear my throat out in one bite if I just so happened to breath too loud.

His words hurt but I know he's not finished.

They never are.

"You were a good fuck, I admit but that's all you'll ever be. You've got a nice body and all but the personality just doesn't fit. The only thing that should be coming out of your mouth is...well you know what." The tears sting my eyes as I look at my shoes. 

I should be use to this by now but every time they repeat it, it hurts.

"You're more than welcome to warm up my bed but if you ever suggest going out in public together, I will lock you in the cells until you find some common sense which may take a while so I hope you like sharing a bed with maggots." He spits as I furrow my eyebrows together, not daring to meet his eyes.

"I already did share a bed with a maggot." I mutter under my breath as his breath hitches and I wince, knowing what's coming.

"What did you just fucking say to me, whore?" He angrily gets up in my face as he grabs my chin forcefully and makes me meet his eye.