Stolen

My name is Lizzie I am 16 years old, I have white hair with blue eyes, i am 5'5, skinny, and I am a werewolf. I was stolen away from my family and my pack, I have Alpha in my blood and I could not even save myself from this guy.

"Lizzie, you little bitch why do you keep trying to run away," Davis said, then started hitting me.

"please stop," he finally stops hitting me.

"if you ever do it again I will kill you," Davis says

"you won't kill me you need me, without me you would not be able to take care of yourself," I yell

"Without me you would be dead," he says.

"You stole me away from my family how would I not be alive, I would have my family, my pack. You would have no one You prick," After I said that I knew I would regret it, Davis went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and cut my face multiple times.

"that will teach you to ever talk to me like that again,"

~1year later~

"Get back her Lizzie," I heard Davis yell behind me.

Keep running Lizzie, keep running. I ran as fast as I could and I finally lost Davis, I made it to the nearest store and relief spread across my mind.

"please help, please," I yelled to the boy behind the counter.

"oh my god are you ok, what happened to you," he asked

" I was taken by a man name Davis thirteen years ago and he beat me and cut my face, please call the police, hurry he was right behind me," I said

If he finds me I have no doubt in my mind that he would kill me, I just pray to the moon goddess that he will not find me because I don't think I can run any more.

"okay the police are on there way,"he says.

"What's you name,"

"my name is Lizzie main,"

"your that girl that went missing, that's why I recognize you," he says.

" What's your name," I ask.

"James,"

Wait that's my little brothers name, I can't believe it, if this is my brother I will be the happiest person ever.

"are you a werewolf," I have to ask him. I hope to god he is my little brother.

"yes,"

"oh my god, I found you, I found my little brother," I hugged him so tight and I don't want to ever let him go. He pulled me away and looked at me confused.

"Lizzie is it really you," James asked

"yes James it's me I am back and I am okay," he pulled me into a tight hug.

"I thought you where dead," James said while crying.

"James I am so sorry, I was not strong enough to get away but I finally did get away," I started crying, because I am so happy that I am finally able to see my family again.

"Where is mom and dad," I needed to see them.

"they are at the pack house, since you where taken they never stopped looking fore you," I am glad they never stopped looking for me.

"can you take me to them please, I have to see them," I can't wait any more I need them to know that I am safe.

"Lizzie I think you need to go to the doctor first, I think you might need stitches," James said

"I can't wait any more, I have been gone for thirteen years I need to see them I can heal on my own," I said.

"okay, my car is outside let me lock up then we can go," he said with a smile, probably to get me to calm down, it's working.

James's POV

I can't believe my sister is back, when I seen her I could not believe my eyes I thought they where playing tricks on me again. Ever since my sister was taken my mind would always make it seem like she was there with me.

"Lizzie," I yelled for her, but she did not answer me. I was getting very worried so I ran outside to see if she was out by my car.

"Lizzie where are you," god I hope she is okay.

"James help, help," I heard Lizzie scream. I ran to where I heard her voice came from and seen a man holding her with a knife to her throat.

"if you come any closer I will kill her," the guy says.

"please don't hurt her," I can't lose my sister again. But before I knew it the police show up. The guy was about to stab my sister and the police officer shot him before he could.

I am still new at this whole writing thing so please go easy on me. This is a short chapter but I hope you like it.