Lea’s POV
A chill ripples down my spine, shaking me out of my sleep. The rags I am able to wear do nothing for the bitter cold of Winter rapidly approaching. I know that my wolf, Jessie, keeps me warmer than what I would be alone but at this rate I don’t think I will last another year. My sickly pale skin hugs my bones tightly, while my waist length caramel hair is knotted and probably full of dried blood. The scars that litter my body are nothing compared to the mental strain of trying to find a reason to stay alive. I have tried to commit suicide multiple times over the years but master always finds me and then make me stay conscious while he tortures me til the brink of death before taking me to the pack hospital so I can live to see another horrible, agonising day.
My tiny 5”2’ frame stopped growing the year that I arrived here so most of the other werewolves tower over me and master uses his 6”3’ height to make me cower in fear when he raises the whips laced with silver. I always pray before I pass out that master won’t hurt me the next day and he will treat me better than this. Somehow, I don’t believe that he is my mate, I can almost remember my mum saying something about love, but whenever I say that word I am brutally assaulted by ALL the men in the pack. They throw insult after insult about how worthless I am. I have no family, no friends. I will never be loved, and I will ALWAYS be this fat, ugly, worthless wolf who doesn’t even deserve to be here but master was too ‘soft’ and decided to keep me.
I hope I can leave this world soon. I don’t care how, but I never want to face another day again…
Caleb’s POV
Another day, another hour, another lonely night. I wish I could find my mate, I know she has to be out there somewhere, the moon goddess always blesses Alphas with a mate. The only reason why I wouldn’t have one is if she was killed. No, NO I mustn’t think like that. I have only been searching for 6 years, I still haven’t even been on some of the neighbouring pack Deathlynoon Pack as they won’t grant me access and if I go they will kill me. That’s why I have been gathering an army for war, I believe that she is in there somewhere and I will not give up.
I need my mate, the whole pack needs a Luna. Everyone has told me to give up, to appoint someone else and get on with my life, but I know that no one else will be as perfect for the position than the one that has been hand created for me and me alone.
I often wonder what she will be like, will she be kind, gentle, motherly or tough, harsh and cruel. Will she reject me or accept me? Will she want to have pups and if so how many? I just want to find her and never let her out of my sight, I want to keep her safe, protected and show her all the love in the world. The only problem I have is where to find her.
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*(One week later)*
“Faster, harder, push to your limits! Do you want to find your Luna, or do you want to live in pain? She is my future, your future, the packs future, NOW MOVE!!!” I growled at the warriors who were sweating profusely after only 3 hours of combat. They needed to be strong and smart for the battle tomorrow and although they were better than almost all packs around, the Deathlynoon wasn’t named that for nothing.
“Alright breaktime.” I heard a chorus of relieved sighs from around and watched as my beta (who is also my best friend) walks over to me. “What’s up Jax?” “I was wondering if you think we are ready for tomorrows battle?” “Yeah, you guys aren’t looking too bad, but I want you to organise a plan with the others for a strategy for how to capture anyone for questioning tomorrow if they don’t try to fight us. I MUST fins my mate at all costs, if she isn’t there then we will have to start hosting mating parties for other packs to travel to us ok?” “Yes Alpha Caleb.”
I turned to head back to my house, well a mansion really but who cares. I want to fill it with life and children. Their pitter patter of little feet being heard all day while my beautiful mate lounges with me enjoying our days. That’s my dream. I want everyone to be at peace, safe and content.
After I showered and got into bed, I thought about tomorrows adventures. I may well be bringing my mate home, tomorrow night she might be sleeping in this very bed with me and thinking about our future. Thoughts about her swirled in my head as my mind drifted to sleep, only to be woken by the bright morning sun the very next day.
“Alright, everyone up and get ready, say your goodbyes! I want everyone assembled in the training room in approximately 20minutes. Got it?” A chourus of yes Alphas was audible throughout the pack house and I immediately went to say goodbye to my parents Dave and Alice Jones. They raised me and cared for me. The least I could do was say goodbye before I leave on a mission which could potentially backfire and get members seriously hurt. “Hey guys, I was just dropping off to say goodbye.” “Son its nice to see you again, maybe next time you will have a mate by your side.” My dad says as he pats me on the back. “Yeah that is the purpose of today, so I am hoping for the best.” “Alright sweetie, good luck.” My mum wishes me as she gives me a hug. I am so ready to hopefully find my mate and start the rest of my life.
‘Alright, let’s get this show on the road.’ I mindlinked my pack. This is war!
A.N.
Hey guys, here's your next chapter. Hope you enjoyed and if you did please vote :) lol it makes me happy. Do you like the POV switching or not. Any feedback is appreciated... Also for those who were wondering about the mates thing in the first chapter, I want her to believe Alpha Kai is her mate, buy he actually isn't. He is only using her as a slave. Hope that explains a bit and please don't give up on my book cause I have lots of good plans. ;) Anyyyywayss sorry for the long authors note and I'll see you guys next chapter xoxo.
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Broken Mate
Hombres LoboLea Florice - The girl who watched as her parents were murdered in front of her eyes when she was 9. Kidnapped, tortured and used as a slave in Deathlynoon Pack for the next half of her existing life. Each day she wishes she had died with her parent...