To say Arabella could not believe her luck when the Alpha said that he would be out of town for the week would be an understatement. She could taste the freedom. After years of abuse she could be able run away. But then again, she knew better, he would always find her. She had the marks as proof. Each time she ran away there would be a tally on her back.
She knew she would be hurt if caught, but still she wanted to try. Her eighteenth birthday would be coming up the following Wednesday and she refuse to spend it in this hell hole. The Wednesday of the week the Alpha would be gone. She was going to try preparing to face the consequences should she fail.
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Broken Till Perfect
WerewolfNo she didn't go from broken to perfect. She was broken till perfect.