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A Home for My Heart

A Home for My Heart

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<Prologue> Cold. Alone. Frightened. I wasn't always like this I swear. I used to have a perfect life, the one where the sun would always shine. The birds would be chirping and a family would have a nice picnic in their own backyard. Who am I kidding? That was eleven years ago. Back when I used to love my life and act like a carefree child. Back when mom and dad would always make time for my brother and I. Back when my brother usually made me cry but always ended up, apologizing. Until an incident happened... Werewolves, happened... It was like every other day, when Blade and I came home from school to find my mother and father sitting together on a couch with a man I haven't seen before. Broad shoulders, tall, dark brown with a slight of gray hair and dark blue eyes. He looked as if he were the same age as my parents with an aura that surrounded him, authority. I haven't seen this mysterious man in my life. "Is this her?" He spoke with so much power that made fear creep on my skin. His eyes held a look of hate, disgust, and mischief, as he kneeled down in front of me. They were silent. As I met their eyes, they looked away. I was hurt when they refused to look at me, my brother was with rage, "NO, YOU'RE NOT TAKING HER!" He tried to push away the tall man but my parents pulled him back. "NO! GET AWAY FROM HER!" He shouted, yet that wasn't enough to send away this horrifying man. The man just looked at him with amusement, grabbed me roughly by the arm and took me away. I kicked, I screamed, I cried and no matter how much I did, he never cared. Then I bit down on his hand. He groaned in so much frustration, that he pulled his hand away from me. I tried to runaway but he got hold of my bag, pulling me back only to be met with a harsh slap to the cheek. I fell to the ground sideways, looking up to see him smirking, "Aren't you a feisty little one? Oh, my son will love you," he says chuckling and pulled me back up with the straps of my backpack.
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Scarlet Montgomery lived her life as the pack slave. She was left Omega after her parents ditched her to become rogues. She is constantly tormented not only by the other pack members but by the Alpha himself. When she meets her mate on her eighteenth birthday, things take an unexpected turn that seem to leave her life in a downward spiral. She becomes more and more defeated with each awful instance sent her way. Will she be able to escape or will she be eaten alive by the wolves that she was thrown to? ************ Trigger warning! There is graphic content, abuse, violence, sexual violence, strong language...etc. If you can't handle any of those things, shy away from the book! Thank you ************ Excerpt: "You know, wouldn't it be fucked up if we were mates?" My face scrunched up, not only in disgust but worry about where he was going with his question. It would be the worst thing that I could imagine. There was a chance that if we were mates that he would lighten up and become the loving mate the moon goddess would have intended but that was a very slim chance. "Do you know what I would do if we were mates?" I shook my head; I didn't just mean it as I didn't know but I didn't want to know. He would probably reject me in the worst possible way he could think of. Or he would use the bond against me. I was already his slave but maybe there was something else that he could do that my innocent mind just couldn't conjure because I wasn't anything like him. I held my humanity close to me as if it would save me in the long run. I refused to be anything like my tormentors and I kept as true to myself as I could. He turned his body towards mine and I could see he was smirking at me but I got a bad feeling. "I would fuck you as hard as I possibly could and then I would kill you. You don't deserve to be a part of this pack but we need slaves just like any other. You truly disgust me and I hope that whoever your mate is rejects you. You're a sorry excuse for a she-wolf."

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