The Quiet Mate

Chapter 1

      The pack that took me, The Red Cresent, so long ago, abused me. I still don't know their reasoning behind taking me as they slaughtered every other man, woman, and child of my pack. Well I guess I cant really consider it to be my pack as it is no more. I was taken at the age of five. I watched as they tore apart my mother and father. It scars me and brings tears to my eyes. I can still hear the cries of help from my pack. I dont know why they decided to spare me as I was so young. I remember the man grabbing me by the hair and smiling an evil smile and saying "I think I'm going to keep the mutt." I wish they would have killed me. It would have been better than living in this hell hole.
   
      The alpha of The Red Cresent pack let his men do whatever he wanted to me. They were free to you my body however they wanted to. Wether it be to take stress out by punching or kicking. They even use my body sexually. It disgusted me. I Disgusted myself. I hated myself. I let these men take everything from me. Not that I had much of a choice. I wouldn't let them take one thing from me though. They couldn't make me use my voice. I will not give them that satisfaction. At the age of 5 the men would only slap and pull my hair. They didnt started raping me until the age of 10. Now I'm almost 17. I've spent 12 years of my life being beaten and living life as a human sex doll. The men always tell me, "No one is going to come for you." "You get no mate, you slut." "This is all you are ever going to be." Of course I didnt reply but I believed them, for the most. But deep down I hoped someone was going to come and save me.

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      I was brought out of my deep thoughts when the doors to my cells were slammed open. My cell was an 8 by 8ft concrete block. Stained with my blood and only a dirty, old sheet of the floor which I called my bed. Alpha Caden standing at the door. "Stand up slut". I do as he says with shakey legs, collapsing back to the floor. The men are always very rough with my body. Though I never let a sound leave my body. Sometimes I wince but never a sound. I haven't made a sound since the day Alpha Caden took something of mine that wasnt his to take. I stopped talking at the age of 10. Havent said anything since. And for that I'm proud.  "I said stand." Alpha Caden boomed. I tried but failed. he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up. He walked to the torcher room holding me up by the hair. "I need to relive some stress." He ripped of the dirty,old rags I called clothes leaving me naked. I was around 5'0 maybe smaller. I had scratches and bruises all over my body. Alpha Caden grabbed my thin arm. That's when the most beautiful sound I've ever heard sounded. The attack sirens. We are under attack.
       "Shit, shit shit!" alpha Caden yelled. He put me in the silver shackles and ran out of the room.

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      I can hear the growls above me. I'm scared but also hopefully. Maybe they will find me. Maybe I will finally get free. I heard footsteps coming from outside the room, fast. My heart began to speed up. The large metal door was being banged on hard. Soon large indentations were being pushed into. That's when I smelled it. I got scent I dont know what it is but it's good. I wasnt fed but once a week always the same brown mush. I was given water once a day a small glass only enough to survive. I wish I could identify the smell. It was getting stronger. The door finally busted down and in walked a very powerful werewolf. A very good smelling werewolf.