The Abused Mate

Chapter 1

Claire's Pov

All my life I've had the same routine. Every day the same thing happens over and over again that you just get tired of it, but not only tired of it but used to it. 

My name is Claire and I'm what you would call the odd one out, or maybe even the stress ball for the rest of the pack. If you haven't guessed I'm a werewolf and compared to everyone else my wolf is tiny, they all tower over me. 

The only family I really have is my father but I don't even think of him as my father, because he's been blaming me for past 11 years for my mother's and brother's death. But it wasn't just him, the whole pack blames me for it too. 

So for the last 11 years I've been the pack's servant, but I prefer the term slave, cooking them all their breakfasts and dinners and they got their own lunches, doing all the housework, and well I've been the person everyone bullies and takes out their stress on, even my dear old dad. 

But I haven't shed a single tear since I was 8 because it brought them too much pleasure. When I was about 12 I had my first shift and since then people have been making fun of how small my wolf is and how weak I am, and as soon as I knew what a mate was waiting everyday for the day where he would come and take me away from here and save me, I stopped that dream about 4 years ago and just stopped caring altogether for the most part. I mean there is still some emotion somewhere under my skin but I never show it on the surface.

I woke up before the sun had even started rising, I got dressed with a little difficulty from all the bruises and broken bones I had to push through with but I did get my clothes on in the end, and I went down to the kitchen to cook the pack breakfast, it usually takes me a couple hours to do. When I just finished cooking people started filing into the hall, and that was my queue to leave and get my stuff for school.

When I arrive to school I go straight to my classroom so I can put my stuff away before class, the bell rang and the first part of school is always quiet and peaceful for me until interval onwards. And that's when people start throwing their punches, at about lunchtime I was left on the ground curled up holding my ribs and there was even blood coming out of my mouth and my sides where my skin had split from the force of their punches, the only time I had gotten back up was when the end of lunch bell rang for the next class. 

I slowly got to my feet and slowly stumbled to class, I smudged the blood that was running down my chin with my hand and walked into class as normal as I could and sat down and finished the rest of the day and headed home again. 

While I was walking a nice smell passed under my nose but it was there and gone again when the breeze picked up so I payed it no mind and carried on with the rest of the things I had to get finished within the rest of the day before the sun went down.

The next day was about the same as yesterday but in the morning the smell that passed my nose yesterday after school passed by again and my wolf's ears perked up and she was looking around.

'Mate, Mate!' Sage kept saying the same thing.

"Sage it can't be, I don't have a mate, we don't have a mate. You know I stopped thinking I'd find my mate 4 years ago, there's no point getting my hopes up now for him", then I just shut her out as she told me to follow that smell but I didn't, instead just carried on toward school and soon enough the smell disappeared again.

At lunch I got ganged up on by 2 girls accusing me of touching their mates in ways I shouldn't be touching them, even though I didn't to begin with but it was no use arguing with them as they wouldn't listen to me anyway.

"You bitch, don't touch him again!", that's when her leg came flying up and smashed behind my right leg making me collapse down to the ground and then the other girl's foot connected with my left cheek and my face snapped to the right and I dropped to the ground while they repeatedly kicked my stomach, ribs, legs, arms, and head over and over again. I think this has been one of worst beatings I've gotten in a while and it was all because they think I was trying to flirt and touch their mates, stupid idiots.