Relentlessly abused, over-worked as a slave, and no say or courage to stand up to the cruel Alpha and the pack? I mean how could I? This pack saved me from death after my former pack was attacked by rogues killing everyone. They raised me like one of their own until the Luna's death. Who could blame them, if I was the cause? If it wasn't for the Luna's dying wish I would've been dead, slaughtered even. With me becoming a slave, and a physical reminder of the tragedy I brought to this pack, life is hard and unbearable. Not until destiny decided to stand up and play its' role. Saving me from my tormentors. This is my story. (I promise this book starts cliché but it won't end up like it!!! Give me a chance and read this book it's good I swear!!!!!! Lol) Plus this story has a lot of curse words!!