Abused Rejected And Powerful

Prolog

   Hi my name is Zethra , and I am the bloody moon pack's slave. I have medium length silver hair, and blue eyes. I have an hourglass figure, even though I am told that I am fat. My family hates me, and it was all because I could not stop the rogues from killing my father. My pack and family blame it on me though I was only five years of age at the time.
               ~FLASHBACK~
   It was a bright and sunny day, when my father decided to take me on a pick nick for father daughter time.once we got to the feild I could sense something wrong. My dad told me to go behind him, right as I smelt the stench of rouge wolves. My dad Zach told me to run and get help, as one by one, fifty rouges came out from their hiding places. So I ran, I ran as fast as I could, while I didn't receive my wolf yet, I was still fast for being five.
   When the fighter wolves got there to try and save their beta, he was already gone. The wolves mind linked the alpha,and told him of the news. He was torn limb from limb.when I saw my dad's remains, I broke down. The wolves there carried me home, and as we passed the morning wolves, I realized that there was already a new beta. The death of my dad impacted my mom the most. I was brought to my room to mourn. The next month was a blur as time passed.
   After the long month of grieving, I decided to finally come out of my room. When I got downstairs, I didn't realize at first, but I eventually realised what happened, my mom slapped me. She started repeating the same thing, "It's all your fault" over and over again.
       ~END OF FLASHBACK~
   Ever since then, I've been abused by my pack and family, and used as their slave. This is my story....