Sold to the Ruthless Alpha (SLOW UPDATES)

~PROLOGUE~

  
   Worthless...

   One word to describe my life. I basically live for nothing. Nobody is left to care about me; if I cry, smile or jump off a cliff. Nobody gives a shit if I'm happy, sad or even...dead. Not even my brother is a normal 'brother' figure in my fucked up life anymore. Yeah pitiful...hell if I don't already know.

   Would you believe me if I said that once my life was perfect? Yeah well you better do. I was the alpha's daughter back in my old pack. I was respected and loved by everyone. Besides, I'm a pure white wolf; pure white (females) or grey (males) wolves are gifted. I was told by father back then that once I need it for the first time, my gift will immediately be revealed to me. Apparently, I haven't needed it yet. You would think that being special is good, but it's not; it brings trouble and danger. And I hate being a white wolf with passion.

   Well back to the topic, I used to revel beauty; every guy's dream girl. Most of the girls in the pack were highly jealous of me. But I didn't quite care. Why would I? I had a spectacular ideal family, an amazing brother, and my best friend Casey of course. I never even considered having a boyfriend; other than the fact that my dad was overprotective, I believed that only my mate will deserve my heart, mind and soul.

   My life turned into a living hell in the matter of two days; 48 hours; 2880 seconds. Could you believe it? I couldn't, but my brother's constant abusing reminds me every day, his ruthless words- though I've heard them every single day since the incident- still have the same effect and cut through my heart like knives every single damn time I hear them.

   They were all killed because of me...

   The one thing that has been keeping me sane over the years, is knowing that eventually I'll meet my mate and he'll hopefully be my savior. I'll then have my happily-ever-after because he'll be the only one to love me for who I am, despite my sins.

   At least I hope so...

   My loving and caring brother- please note the sarcasm- made it his mission to personally torture me and beat me up until I lose consciousness after he comes home drunk to the point that even his smell alone causes you to pass out, never mind the fact that he can't even walk a foot straight without stumbling. But that doesn't mean that his strength differs; believe me when I say it doesn't.

   Ever since I lost my pack, my parents, my best friend and my loving brother, I haven't been allowed to go to school. My brother thinks a pathetic excuse of a girl - like me - doesn't need to attend school. Plus, we're rogues so if I wanted to learn, I would have to go to a human school which I'd rather not learn than go to.

   Hence - in case you didn't already figured it out - I'm currently just living for my brother's satisfaction by letting me pay for the things I've caused him, and I never fight him back because:

1) He was supposed to be an alpha after my father, so he's one hell of a strong werewolf.

2) Our parents and Casey aka his mate were dead saving my sorry ass.

3) The pack that he was supposed to rule is gone because of me.

4) We're now worthless rogues when he was supposed to be an alpha because of me too.

So I kind of deserve his endless torture and hate...
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-ENJI