I keep pushing myself more and more as I heard them getting closer.
I was way to weak to turn into my wolf, so I was stuck with my legs.
I could feel them buckling under me. I was going to give out any second. I ran and just like it was a movie, I tripped over the root of a tree. I tried to stand back up but my legs didn't let me, they had given up.
As the two boys came running up I coward in fear.
One with brown fur picked me up and threw me on his back. Before I had time to get a grip on his fur, we were speeding back to their pack house.
'He is going to kill us.' My wolf explains.
'Well you should be happy. We will finally die.'
'I don't want to die by the hands of our mate.' She whines.
'Don't worry his hands are to busy on some other girl. He will probably send someone else.'
My wolf went quiet after that. She knew what was coming and so did I.
As we entered the pack house again I saw my mate pacing the room.
This is the end.
I have never been loved.
I haven't lived a life.
I have always been in the shadows. And now I am going to die still in the dark. I haven't seen light and never will.
Goodbye life or what is left of it.
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His abused mate
WerewolfSince the day she turn five she was forced in a wolf slavery. Melody has been beaten and worst. She gets passed around like a toy. She goes from pack to pack. Alphas trading her off. Bruises and cuts from every new pack. But what happens when she i...
