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Frankie-

When I was eleven I would dream about the day my mate would come to take me away. He would be so handsome and kind and every day he would find ways to make me feel special and loved.

But I know better now, nobody was going to make me feel loved, or special. Nobody was going to take me away from here because people either didn't know who I was or they just didn't care.

I had no friends, no family, I was hidden away, used to serve alpha Micheal and his family.

They found me when I was 10 roaming the forrest alone. Alpha Micheal wanted to kill me then and there because I was a rouge but his wife "saved" me, and by the goddess did she never let me forget it.

I barely remember my life before but I remember my mother. I remember how kind and beautiful she was. She was short with long, wild, curly red hair and deep forrest green eyes. When I managed to catch my own reflection on something I reminded myself of her, we could have been twins.

I turned to look at the clock....12:00am

'Happy fucking birthday to me' I thought as I rolled over to face the window.

The window was only small but it overlooked the garden and at night if the moon was in the right position I could see all the way back to where the garden ended and the forrest began.

I hadn't been allowed to set foot back in the forrest since alpha Micheal found me but my wolf yearned for it. Every full moon the whole pack would shift and go running through the forrest while I was cleaning up after everyone.

What I wouldn't give to let my wolf run free for even a minute but the last time I tried to sneak out Luna Christina found me and locked me up in the attic for a week with no food or water and promised me if I disobeyed them again the next time it would be two weeks. I didn't even know what my wolf looked like, I had never fully shifted.

I knew tomorrow was going to be just the same as every other day so why couldn't I sleep??

I spent hours thinking about it, tossing and turning with every thought until I finally drifted off to sleep.

But just as soon as it felt like I had fallen asleep I was awoken by a very cold, very loud

My eyes didn't need to be open to know who's shrill voice was screaming at me. It was Paisley, Micheal and Christina's daughter. We were the same age but she looked at least four years older than me, probably because she actually got to eat every day.

My tired eyes finally focused on her and the empty bucket in her hand, I was drenched head to toe.

"We've been waiting over an hour for breakfast! Honestly I don't know why my parents keep you around, your absolutely useless" Paisley said as she threw the bucket on the floor.

I turned my head to look at the clock... 8:00am...fuck...

"Mothers furious and waiting for you in her office so I suggest you get down stairs quick smart before we lock you up again."

I quickly got up and threw a dirty old dress on and rushed down stairs.

Great... this was just what I needed today...