Scar

"Hello?"
Please don't look in the cupboard. Please don't look in here. I screamed in my head while staring though the gap in the cupboard doors.
"I know your in here," he teased as he strut around the room, with a smirk plastered on his face. "Come out, come out where ever you are. Please, my love." He whispered the last part, sounding almost.. hurt?
He can't find me, dad would kill if he found out anyone outside of the pack knew I was still alive. Then he would lock me in my bedroom for good and never let me out. I know he's just trying to protect me after what happened before, but I need to experience things for myself. I'm 18 in 5 days and I haven't left the pack house since I was 10. I need space, which I quite ironic considering I'm stuck in a cupboard -
"Gotcha." His voice interrupted my inner thoughts as he ripped open the cupboard doors, pulling them off their hinges. I looked up into his gorgeous blue eyes and did the first thing that came to mind. Screamed like I was being murdered. Fuck.

At 7 years old, Elizabeth was horridly mutilated and her mother brutally murdered by rogues trying to take over her father's pack. Since then, she has been kept in the perimeter of the pack house and waking up screaming after dreaming flash backs of the horrible night.
But this all changes when the Alpha from a neighbouring pack, named Alpha Julius, a brutal leader and uncaring lover, comes to discus pack business and uncovers the secret of the Moondust pack Elizabeth calls home.

This is my first Werewolf romance story, so it's probably not going to be great and be very cheesy. You have been warned. Now enjoy and please don't steal the story!