"I'm cold.." I whispered to no one in particular. No one would listen. I looked down at myself. I was dirty and disgusting. Day and night I prayed to be found and no longer need to worry about my life. About where I would sleep, what I would eat to survive. It was difficult but I made it through somehow. Sometimes I would sneak behind the trees and look at my siblings running around. Playing with my father.
Envy, is what I felt. The warmth that they shared. Something I would never have. They laughed and kicked a ball around. "Daddy, daddy!" My sister had fallen and quickly ran to him. There was something stirring inside of me.
I hadn't noticed it at the time but now I do, it was all hate building up. Rage and revenge.
**
"Are you okay?" I look at Vance. He kissed my cheek and ran his hand through my hair. I only nodded and smiled. "Good. Come on. We are training for battle." My smile fades. "Your old pack is allies with another pack who threatened war on us unless we realize the remaining pack members." A war, one where I do not have to fear for my life but will be trained to fight.
"Vance, we need to release the children." I stated, knowing Vance will be angry with me. But as much as I hated that pack, children shouldn't be at fault for the parents mistakes. He grabbed my arms as he stared down at me. For a second I was ready to take any pain he would inflict on me. But instead Vance kissed me.
"There's this orphanage days away from here that take in pups. We can take them there." I smiled up at him, the only man I will ever smile for. "After the war is over we will travel there.. but for now don't question my choices. Understood?" I nod as he grabbed my hair and sniffs my neck. "I never want anyone else's scent on you but mine." Vance kisses my neck then my lips. Biting down hard making me want to pull away but knowing better. I taste my own blood.
"So training?" I breath in as he pulls away from me.
"Yes. You will be trained by me. We will learn basic self-defense both in human and wolf form. Endurance for you won't be a problem with running. Cold, I'm sure is normal for you so swimming will be a breeze." Vance explains everything. "The first thing we will do is go see what's left of your family. This will inspire you to fight and train harder, your endurance is great, so we don't need to work on that." I had withstood hot and cold temperatures day and night, I no longer worry about it.
Walking back into the jail cells they were in, smelled disgusting. "Haven't we suffered enough." One of my sister's cried out. "We get it, we put you through hell."
"You get it? You never will. You had basic human love. You've felt it. I never did. You've had a normal life and now that's over." I stood in front of their cell. Facing her, her face no longer glowing from pride and beauty. Her blond, curly hair now dirty and greasy. Her bright, blue eyes now seemed dead. Just how they should be, there is no hope for them.
"You're a psychopath!" She screamed, tears running down her face. "Killing your own mother than watching your father die slowly- cold."
"Yes. I may be a psychopath but you must be one too, when you watched my father beat me for so much as being feet away from you. Or when he starved me for days, weeks. All of you must be psychopaths!" I yelled. "I suffered every single day since I was born, I didn't ask to be born! I didn't ask to be here in this world.. but here I am. All because your mother was a slut." I spat out angrily.
They growled at me which only made me smirk.
"I was the bastard child, the one who had to suffer because she wanted a pup. I'm sorry, my real father was more of a father than this dead man will ever be!" I was taunted them now and I saw their rage.
They were all growling at me. I was down talking their Alpha and father. Their dead Alpha.
Vance grabbed my hand and took a stance in front of me. They were threatening his mate and he didn't like it. "Back. Down." He growled lowly. They may be in cages, his wolf still didn't like it. "Before I rip you to shreds." His wolf was in full command now. I've never seen it before as his wolf growled loud, shaking the cell. They whimpered and all backed up to the corner, laying down and looking up. He made them submit. "Threaten my mate once again, I will feed you to my untamable rouges." All they did was whimper once again. Vance's whole body was shaking.
Vance squeezed my hand and led me out, the other pack members waiting for the training to start, in formation. "Training is cancelled." Vance growled. Vance was pissed off at me. Fear began building up. He lifted me over his shoulder as we entered, I didn't say a word. He quickly went to our room where he threw me on the bed. Taking my clothes off roughly. "What did I do to get a perfect mate?"
"You do not dwell on what happened, you take revenge. You make them suffer." His wolf kissed my neck and all over my body. His eyes glowing brightly. "You. Are. Mine. For now and forever." I was breathless, he took his clothes off and was already devouring me.
He pushed deeply and roughly inside of me.
**
His wolf was still in control. He nuzzled my neck, all the marks he had left on them. "Mate, I love you."
"I love you too."

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Mercer the Bastard Child
VârcolaciHis name was Bastard Child. Never had he ever heard his real or any other name. Born out of rape, he was a disgrace to the Silver Howlers. Never even knowing how to read or write he was thrown to the streets at age sixteen. Then his pack is attacked...