Chapter one

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Rejected. Run Away?

Winter's POV:

Today I'm finally turning 16 years old which means I get to turn into a wolf as my whole family does and the whole pack and I get to find my mate. I have long red hair, that I dyed and grey eyes, most people think I wear contacts to make my eyes that color but I was born with them and I also have plump red lips that look well with my rosy pale skin. Hopefully I find him because most people don't and hopefully he will accept me as well because everyone else doesn't, I am abused by my family and I have no friends.

I just got to school and as I'm walking to my locker and someone bumps into me. I trip and I fall backwards and feel arms wrap around my waist the sparks feel nice. Wait... Sparks? I look up and see its Alpha John's son, Brayden. He is really tall about six foot, really cute he's actually the hottest guy in the school with short curls and a light skin tone. He looks at me and with a grimace on his face as he says, "No you can't be my mate! My mate is supposed to be beautiful and smart and amazing/ She's to be the Luna, you are not, she's not supposed to be ugly, dumb or fat." He then adds, "I Brayden reject you, Winter as my mate and Luna." I feel the pain, although only slightly and realize this is my only chance, my only chance to make something out of myself. My only chance to not be the weak little girl anymore. "I Winter accept the rejection of Brayden! Hope you rot in hell!" I say then Brayden drops to the ground in pain making me smirk as I run home.

I run up to my room and pack some necessities then I wrote two letters.

Dear mom and dad,
Hope you rot after everything you've done to me. When I needed someone you ruined everything. You treated me like trash and I will forever hold resentment towards you.
With all hate,
Your ONLY daughter, who you lost.

Dear brother,
I trusted you, you are my older brother you were supposed to protect me and care for me but no you hurt me and getting rejected by my mate was the last straw I'm never coming back.
With all hate,
Your sister.

I grabbed my stuff, a book bag that withholds some clothes a toothbrush, tooth paste, an extra pair of shoes. I can't believe I stayed here so long with the fact that they have been abusing me since I was 12, they basically made me their slave. Cleaning after them and cooking food and doing everything for them. So I run and run until I got out of our territory.

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