Just Ella

My Life

Ella's POV

Hey, my name is Ella. Or as most people know me. Cinderella. And no, not like the story tale. They are just dreams compared to my life. I am part of the Breakon Pack and there are around 50 members, and not one of them likes me. My parents dided when I was young and that is when everything changed. They used to Apha's of the pack but once they were killed, it became my uncle Thomas's job, and lets just say that he sucked at it. Alpha's are supossed to be loving and keep their pack safe and happy and he was just a vile human being. Or to me at least. 

From a young age I was hated. Starting from the fact I had alpha blood and my wolf was pure violet which was very uncommon. Apparently it made me a freak to everyone. Not that it bothered me too much. At the age of 16, I was used to it. I was the packs servent that included the cleaning, cooking and taking care of anything that I was ordered to. I didnt go to school but self taught myself and considered myself smart no matter what I was told by other people. And speaking of those people. 

"Rella, Get down here now!" I heard Thomas shout and it made me sigh. I had just sat down on my bed to start studying as I had finished tidying early by 1pm. I tied my hair back up,putting on the black hat I had to wear to hide it all, then slipped on my black worn out pumps and ran out my cuboard and down the stairs to the kitchen where the Alpha wasnt looking very happy. I bowed my head. "Yes, sir" I asked looking up to see him wipe a finger along the kitchen counter and then raise it to reveal a few black dots. Damn! I tidied to fast to notice them. Now I was in trouble. 

"What the hell is this? Did you clean with a shovel or something?" He screamed making me want to laugh and jump at. I couldnt get the picture of me trying to clean with a shovel out my head. He really was a idiot. But a scary looking idiot. "I am sorry sir, it wont happen again." I bowed my head again as I spoke louder then a whisper knowing that he hated weakness. It had become automatic for me to say sir and madam to speak 'respectfuly' to my 'superiors'. 

I almost flinched when he strided up to me and grabbed my chin forcfully making me look into his eyes that were getting darker making my wolf shiver in fear. "You will tidy this kitchen for the next 2 hours. Every dish and utencil is too be washed again and if I find even a speck of dirt on the counter then you will sleep outside tonight and not in the shed" He commanded using his alpha voice giving me not choice but to obey as my wolf howled, hated being controled. He snatched his hand away and left the kitchen/ frountroom, slamming the door on the way making me jump like usual. I didnt let the tears in my eyes fall as I was learning how to keep them in so I sniffed and got set on work. Guess I wouldnt be studying as much as I thought and wanted to today.

For the two hours of tidying I had no choice about doing cleaning non stop making me feel more and more helpless. Then when I saw the clock was 2:59, nearly sighed at the counter that I was cleaning with bleach, just to make sure that it was clean enough. This I heard the click of the final second and shoved the cleaning suplies back in the cuboard and sat on the stool of the kitchen trying to make my arms and legs ache less. Another part of being a servent that I hated was that I wasnt allowed to eat unless I was told to or if I asked. And apart from when I asked, they mostly forgot I was even there. Not that you could notice me as I was pretty much a skeleton.

I leant my head down and took of the hat pulling my hair free, hating having it hiding. I usually didnt have a choice as everyone hated my hair and it was the one thing that I was proud of. It was naturally violet which was unheard of and it came just past my shoulders in curls. I loved my hair all my life but in the moment that I heard the frount door close, I started to panic at having my hair down. It was one of the worst things in my packs eyes to see me with my hair down. So I quickly tied it back up and tied it into bun then added the hat before I ran to the hallway where I stood with my hands out ready for coats to be thrown at me like usual.