Chapter 1- Welcome to My Crib

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A.N. This is my first ever story on Wattpad so sorry if the intro isn’t up to standards! –xoxoxo Lily <3

(I'll upload a new chapter every Sunday :) and maybe some short fillers in between!)

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~Chapter 1~

Liliana's POV

*beep!*b--*

 I immediately turned off my alarm clock and slowly rolled out of bed... if you could call this a bed. It's actually just a bunch of blankets and scraps of fabric heaped into a pile.

        I open my eyes to the weak light of the rising sun. Another day, another 24 hours of hard physical labour and abuse.

         Yup, this is my life. I'm Lilliana Riverston, 16 years old, part of the Bluemoon pack, daughter of Beta Drew Riverston and the late Beta Female Sarah Riverston, sister to 17 years old Tristan Riverston and I live in the attic of the pack house.

         Pathetic... I know. 

        I tried to wash up the best I could, all I had to use was an old giant mixing bowl full of water, a toothbrush, a travel sized tube of toothpaste, and a small chunk of soap.

         I sat down and looked around at what I and to call my bedroom for the past three years. It's a small attic with a circular window at the front, in the corner was a pile of rags (my bed), and next to the bed is a pile of books for school, my alarm clock, some ratty old clothes and the cluster of toiletries I sat in front of now.

       I was thankful I even had something to wash with, because the pack sure as hell didn’t care whether I was clean, fed, or looked after. As long as they had their clothes washed, the house cleaned, and meals made.

They didn’t care for me at all.

      When I finished, and got dressed in my so called clothes, I silently made it down the stairs and to the kitchen where I started my days work. Yeah, my day starts at four in the morning. But my ongoing list of chores is the reason I have to be awake this early.

      First I have to make lunch for 47 kids ages ranging from 5 to 18 which takes me an hour. Then I have to have breakfast ready, buffet style for the pack, which consists of around 250 members in our sector.

       Making breakfast will take me about 45 minutes. At around 5:50, when everybody I waking up, I leave the house.

       The walk to school took 15 minutes thanks to my shifter abilities.

        I walked over to the picnic table farthest from the school and started my homework; this is the only time I have to do any of it.

       Right then, a small burst of pain went through my head. 

"Ouch! Ugh, must be from lack of sleep." I muttered under my breath and sighed as I began my math questions.

      As I took out my copy of Romeo and Juliet, I felt someone behind me and I whipped my head around, only to see my best friend Brianna Myer.

         We had been besties since preschool, and were inseparable until some of the pack members threatened to hurt her and her brother if she went near me.

        After that, we could only meet in the early mornings when nobody was around to see us.

         Now before you made assumptions and start calling her a bad friend let me explain.

         She had ignored them at first, but when she got home the next day, she found her brother in an arm cast and a black eye. 

         Not to mention that she had been slapped by the schools queen bitch Lauren Mercer. I told her to ignore me at school after the incident.  

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