This book does mention abuse, torture and cutting. After the first couple of chapters it will lessen.

　　I don't agree with any of the horrible things that happen to Valerie but it does happen and I wanted to write a book with it. I hope it has the happiest ending for her please keep reading if u are okay with that stuff if not that's okay but I would advise you to not continue reading this book.

　　Chapter 1 Life for a Wolf Slave

　　Valerie

　　Crack. He punches me in the stomach again and again.

　　I can’t even bend down to shield my stomach or curl up into a ball since he has me chained to a wall, held by silver handcuffs. I whimper quietly as the hits kept coming. He punches me one last time before bending down to my ear.

　　I shiver in disgust as his breath fans my neck.

　　"You aren't worthy to be called a she-wolf, you are ugly, fat, disgusting and no one will ever want you… just look at yourself," he whispers softly but harshly then chuckles striding out of the room, after letting me out of the handcuffs.

　　I fall to the ground, tears falling down my cheeks.

　　He is right, I won't ever get my happily ever after. I am not beautiful or worthy to have a mate.

　　I wouldn’t be a good mate anyway. But really why would they want me?

　　I curl up into a ball as tears stream down my face. The ground is cold and unforgiving reminding me of my life and position in it, as I shiver in the thin clothes I have.

　　I wipe my tears away after what could have been hours of crying or mere minutes I couldn’t tell, as there are no windows in the cells. My stomach aches, bruises forming on my pale skin, and my head is pounding but apart from that I am okay.

　　I have no one. I am slave to which ever pack I go to. I am to do the dirty work and am tossed around like a ragdoll, earning my fair share of bruises and broken bones from the more aggressive packs.

　　My parents sold me to get some money, that's what I was told anyway and it's the only plausible reason for selling your child, they didn't like me anyway I was just another mouth to feed. Heartless? Sure. But forgivable? It took me a long time, but once I did I felt lighter. I don’t harbor hate, or disgust.

　　I sigh as I get to my feet, my body stiff and sore. I shuffle slowly over to the small mattress on the floor, flop down and within seconds darkness consumes me.

　　With a start I sit up straight, gasping as the chill of the cold water, that just got poured on me, takes over.

　　A large male figure drags me out of bed roughly and gives me a punch to the stomach, making me lose my breath for a second, as a soft groan leaves me. The beta flings me across the room as if I am as light as a feather and compared to his strength I probably feel that light too.

　　"Listen mutt, you have to be good. Do not make the Alpha mad, he is preparing for Alphas to be coming around in two days," the beta growls at me, I nod and offer him my head in submission.

　　Like he needs to remind me. I don’t walk around like I own the place. I try to avoid anyone in this wretched place. At least now I won’t be the only one walking on eggshells around the Alpha.

　　A cruel smile twists his handsome face into a mask of a killer, his eyes showing his delight in my pain and whimpers.

　　He pulls me up by the hair and I bite my lip to hold in the scream. He lets me go and walks out, after telling me what I have to do and to get ready.

　　I stand up and wipe away the lone tear that is rolling down my cheek, I put my hair up in a messy bun and wash my face, before heading out for the horrible day to come.

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　　Hope you enjoyed the first chapter.