When will I get my happy ever after ?

Prologue

Everyone dreams of the perfect cliche life of meeting your mate and instantly falling in love. Maybe get married and popping out a few pups along the way. To me that life is too far fetched. Why reach for the stars when I keep getting slammed back down to the ground in this world full of realism.My dream is more realistic. All I want is for my mate to accept me and take me away from here.He doesn't have to sweep me off my feet and spoil me rotten. I just want freedom.Is that too much to ask for?

My life consists of being the omega of my pack. My parents,the alpha and luna, said me being the lowest rank wolf is embarrassing.I have three older brothers named Xavier,John,and Mathew. They have raven black hair and vibrant green eyes just like our father,tanned skin with muscles for days thanks to the alpha genes.They stand around 6'7 at eighteen years old.They are the players of the school. They have this never the same girl twice kind of deal. Anyways, my sister Lily is seventeen with the same black hair that reaches just below her shoulders.Instead of green eyes she inherited moms light icy blue eyes.She has the perfect sun kissed tan and the Victoria secret angel model body that makes girls envy her and boys swarm around her.She only stands at 5'9.Like our brothers she's very popular and Slutty. She is the exact replica of our mother. She's angelic like.Unlike Lily she's beautiful inside and out.She's nice to everyone....well.....except me of course.I on the other hand have none of the similarities my siblings share.Instead of straight black hair I have light blond hair that curls into big spirals at the end reaching mid back level.Instead of green or blue eyes I had to be weird and get violet eyes with specks of pink on the brim.Instead of the perfect body everyone else share I have absolutely no figure at all . I'm not allowed to eat as much as I should so my rib cage is visible and my arms and legs are almost stick like. Yet everyone still calls me a fat cow! Are they blind or something 'cause I am unhealthily skinny.Plus I'm extremely pale from the lack of nutrients.

So yeah my life as an omega isn't a cup of tea. I've been treated like a slave for as long as I can remember. My parents say it's because I don't smell like a normal wolf, but I think it's something else. Ever since I was six I lived in the basement of the pack house. My only responsibility was to clean up everyone else's mess and if I failed to do so I would get a very stern talking to and then be sent off to the basement without dinner. Ah those were the good old days. Nobody was aloud to speak with me neither or as dad liked to refer to it as me being shunned. I wasn't upset though. I liked being alone. Yes I occasionally wished I had a few friends to play dolls with me but it wasn't important enough to grieve about it. Plus I was cleaning 24/7 anyway so I wouldn't have time for company.

August 26, the day I turned ten was when everything fell out of place. I didn't turn into my wolf in front of everyone.They didn't know that I shifted when I was five.I wasn't aloud to tell because my wolf,sun, told me not to.She said they would take advantage of me because I am special. She said if anyone found out about me I would be in danger.So I've masked my scent since then.

Now my days consists of getting abused both mentally and physically at home and school. I cook, clean, and do what ever else I'm forced to do.

By the way I don't think I've mentioned my name yet. My name is Marina but I'll answer to anything on the lines of dirt, scum, cow, mutt, etc. Really anything remotely insulting I'll answer to. Hopefully the moon goddess will answer my countless prayers and get me a mate that will take me away from here. If not I solemnly vow that I will kill myself.