Her Endless Love

I once had a family, we weren't related by blood; but we would kill to save each other. Rogue, was a term used to keep us alone in life, a term for being unwanted. Within my early childhood I was able to find happiness within the people I met and the friends I was with. Was.
The word wrapped my mind, I had been separated.
"Captured." my wolf growled in my ear.
"They probably left us. We were always wondering off," I began thinking of my adventures to the woods.
Owen was always furious, thankfully Justin was the best tracker so I always had a warning.
I giggled thinking of them. My hand flew to my mouth as I sensed the presence of another wolf nearing our room.
"They could be going to the pack house." My wolf whispered
It's past dinner. I tried not to let her hear the thought as it replayed through my mind.
The door shook as someone grabbed the knob. The weight alone is barely lift able, I couldn't imagine who was on the other side.
My breath became more frequent and my small frame shook as I waited.
The nightly cycle of pain began.