One Wolf's War.

Chapter One.

Slavery something that shouldn't exist anymore but she knew it did working everyday in a man's house that was meant to protect people. 'So much for a great alpha everyone wanted' she thought bitterly as she finished mopping the floor angrily slamming the mop down on the marble floor. Her father had been a powerful warrior in the pack till he was killed in a suicidal mission to expand the territory which failed bitterly because the Alpha decided to ignore everyone's advise and not wait for help.

Dumping the mop and bucket back into the cleaning cupboard with pure anger she head back into the hall. She froze in horror see the Alpha's five year old son lying on the floor crying as blood flowed from the bloody nose he suffered from the fall. The Alpha rushed in hearing the noise and almost went flying himself before spotting her, "You useless, Women. Don't you even now how to mop a floor" He screamed crossing the room towards her,
"I'm sorry the signs where out" Was all she managed to say before her head was smashed sideways with so much force that she was lying on the floor as blood flowed from her mouth.
"Did I ask you to speak, Freak!" His voice asked sinisterly as she tried to stop the blood flow.
"No, Sir" the whisper wasn't hardly audial as she stared up at him in terror, man that was supposed to protect and care for everyone.
"Take her to the cells I'll decide what to do with her in the morning" The Alpha order coldly as she felt arms grabbing her and dragging her along the floor out of the room.

It was always dark and creepy down here, it sank of mold and the darkness left shivers down her spine as they throw her in the cage at the back of the room. Her ribs stung with impact as she heard the cell door lock.
"I'm sorry about this Lily, Alpha's orders" Mikeal said sympathetically as he stared down at her.
"It's okay not your fault, Alpha's orders and all" She muttered pulling herself against the back of the cell and trying to stretch out as best as possible. Being call a freak wasn't anything new to her she was an albino which is rare for humans and even more rare to werewolves but she ignored it hoping she'd get to see her dad again after tomorrow as she drifted off to sleep.

The smell of smoke drifted into her dreams before the haunting screams ripped her from her sleep. The darkness filled with black smoke somehow making it seem like an abyss had swallowed her up. She had to get out before the smoke made her unable to move at all. Throwing herself shoulder first into the cell door was exhausting as her shoulder started to bleed from impact but finally it was open as she ran towards the stairs. The door was left open as was greeted by a black wall of smoke, sinking down to her knees she started crawling towards the door which lead outside. Her whole body wanted to just stop and rest but she couldn't stop now knowing she'd die, the sound of screaming echoed from outside shaking the mansion walls like booming thunder. Finally she made it to the door which lead outside, a feeling of pure relief filled her as she reached it.
"Help!" A child's voice screamed from the room next to her making her hate herself even more as she turned around and headed back into the inferno. It was impossible to see everywhere was darkness as felt around not being able to feel the child finally her hand found a long beam of wood over a small leg, lifting the beam as the child cried out she knew the child was there as she managed to feel him and crawl towards the exit at last.