Best Friends, Mates, Unexpected

Claire

I was running and panting, pumping my fists, getting away from dad. Let me backtrack. I'm Claire. My dad is a lunatic trying to use substances to experiment how to control your wolf.

It went bad. Really bad. He killed mom, forced a mark on me and since I went in heat well...lets just say he wants to "get down with me".

Ugh. Gross I know...he's a gross man.

Anyway. Back to present.-

I felt arms rap around my abnomen. Since da killed his mate, the Luna, the pack will fall into my brother's hands now. Good.

I felt something prick my arm and then my neck. Oops.

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CLAIRE'S POINT OF VIEW:

I didn't know where I was. Huh? What's that awful smell?? Oh. It was me. Crap. That's the smell.

A man comes in and slaps me. For no reason!!! "Why did you come? Couldn't your worthless father send someone else for a spy??"

Tears pricked my eyes because of the pain.

"Wh-who-oo a-ar-are-rree yo-y-you-uu??"

"I'm no fool!! He sent you to be shy didn't he??"

"N-noo-oo, he's dead. I ran away from him because of his doings."

"And what were his doings?"

There and then, I told him everything, showing my mark in the process. He chuckles darkly when I show the mark.

'Oh no he's going to take advantage of my heat!!' Is all I could think. He tries over the years, beating me. But I don't give in. He cuts the mark, ridding me of it.

That, I was thankful for. Whenever he whipped me, he'd take some strength from me little by little. He shortened my supply of food and water.

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I ran. For the second time in my life I ran. Little did I know I had stumbled upon Werewolf territory until I was woken up from my sleep on a root of a tree, by someone shaking me.

I groaned and sat up. There was a man. By the power radiating off of him, he was a Theta.