Chapter 18

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Jessica P.O.V. (Remember Marko's one night stand)

That bitch thinks she can have my man she's got another thing coming he's MINE. I have to get him back, he thinks she's his mate, but that bitch has brain washed him, he's mine.

Time to show him, what he's missing.

Now I'm rouge so I'm going to need to have a creative plan, to get back into his soon-to-be territory. My parents, well my parents split years ago, even if they where mates, they just drifted apart, which is very rare for mates but it does happen but rarely. 

"I don't understand what have we done to deserve being banished from our home." My mum asked, really to herself, I looked down to the ground. Their separation is what made me the way I am, I never told anyone this. I took their separation really hard, they still work together but only because of me. I don't have any siblings after I was born my mother developed a retorted uterus (tilted uterus), meaning she couldn't have any more children. 

I used to be a sweet, nice girl, caring and friendly to everyone. Once my parents split everyone looked at me as if I was abnormal. I said that mates separating has happened before but not for two centuries. I guess they all blamed me for their separation. So I got very depressed, and got into drugs because I hanged around with the wrong people. 

My parents found out after about a year because I overdosed by mistake on Heroin, a simple mistake that nearly cost me my life. I spent 3 months in rehab, I guess being so close to death made it clear that I had to stop. I'm not going to lie and say it was easy hell no, it was agony its like starving your body of any nutrition, when your dependable on such drugs. 

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To say my parents where ashamed of me would be an understatement but they did take some of the blame, because they blamed themselves for my addiction thinking that it was the separation that caused it. In a way it was but it was mainly the feeling of being a burden in your own pack. Feeling like I caused a couple (mates) to separate.

You may think it shouldn't be that bad, well you'd be right if I, my parents and pack where Human, but we arn't, separated mates, the pack take it as if someone was murdered. And needing someone to blame they blamed me.

Even after rehab, I started to get in with the popular kids and started to feel peer pressure as all the girls I came to know started at 12 and younger even to lose their virginity. I was shocked, but I realized if I wanted to have friends and keep them I was going to have to start to drastically change myself.

So I stared dying my hair from my curly red hair to platinum blonde, started to take care of my body i.e. manicure, pedicures, spa treatments, designer clothes, shoes and bags and I became the 'well known pack slut' you know me as today.

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Anyway back to the present, I know that bitches name, Violla Harling welcome to misery, time to meet her parents. I've herd that Alpha and Luna Harling hate Violla, with the passion they wish she was never born. Well I just got to plan out my way of bringing down 'miss damsel in disstress' and what better way to to make her panic, and scared than start a war with the help of her beloved parents.

Violla Harling your time is coming!

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