It's silent, finally. The sound of my breath in and out, in and out. It echos throughout the forest. Like all my senses honed in on my breaths. How fast they were, how nothing else seem to matter.

 Looking around frantically at the dense forest I see empty shells. Although what was left wouldn't be considered a shell. The bodies of former wolves. Ripped a shred to pieces, unrecognisable. Shells of wolves I once knew, they were dear to me. Had a place in my heart that was now ripped and torn to shreds like they were. I felt every bone in my body shake, vibrating uncontrollably. But this wasn't after shock, it wasn't the feeling of being left alone. This is how it felt to watch these people die knowing that your next. Feeling his breath, icy. Sticking to me, like a tattoo, permanent. I felt his presence from behind. Then every morning I'd jolt up and all I remember is the terrifying shriek that follows.

I had grown use to waking up at this time. Earlier than everyone else. My eyes open, blinking slowly. Knowing that it's a new day, with new trauma and horror up ahead. Reluctantly I got out of bed, knowing that no one will let me sleep in. Looking over at my clock, I froze. And waited for his voice soon after.

"Danielle get down here. Right now!" His voice held power. Booming not allowing for anyone to do anything but obey. Terrifying as if it's giving a sneak peak at it's true power.

My feet echoed down the emptied hall ways, where behind the door laid sleeping wolves. I'd look around at a pit. A place that wasn't home, a world I wasn't apart of. I was the dirt in the sandbox. And everyone treated me like it.

I came downstairs face to face with the voice. His face plastered with anger as though you have never seen it before. I gulped, what did I do this time. Bracing myself for the pain I was about to receive. Falling to the floor. I clutch my hand in my face. Holding back the tears. The throbbing pain I felt grew as time past. I quickly get up, knowing I have no time to waste.

"You forgot to make breakfast for the pack, they'll be waking up in five minutes," I sighed, walking into the kitchen. Not before muttering a yes alpha.

Making enough food to feed one hundred mouths. To add with the pain, each one of them have the their own preference. Their likes and dislikes, the kids not eating certain foods. Some just like to make things real difficult for me. Like, they would turn vegan for one meal. Frustrating. A headache.

A stampede comes racing down the stairs. Wolves of all ages, genders and races. None of them acknowledged me or even said thank you, as always. I took my breakfast and headed up stairs. My small amount of food that a human would normally eat. I hadn't eaten since lunch the previous day. To consumed in my meal I hadn't sensed a little wolf running right into me. . . I was too consumed by my thoughts of my mate to even sense him. Who knew a four year old would be my demise.

The little boy fell hitting his butt in the process. I stood there astounded by his movements. The four year old started crying, causing forks to drop and eyes glued on me. The mess hall fell silent, not a words muttered between anyone. A women a few years older came to the boy resembling him. "What have you done to my son," she along with the rest of the pack was beyond pissed.

The women walked up and slapped me. This caused the slowly healing hand mark on my face to come back. I started to continue my walk up the long staircase. When an arm suddenly barricaded me from leaving, "If you ever touch my son again, I'll tell the alpha," a part of me really didn't care. The alpha has already done so much already. I nodded and I started walking once more.

My closet sized room was muggy, humid, and not sound proof like the rest of the house. Housing only a few necessities, and small things I accumulated over the years. Sitting down I ate my simple eggs and bacon.

Taking my plate back down stairs, seeing the alpha, beta and trainer talking. The mess hall was relatively quiet, few people still lurking around. Not daring to look them in the eye. Fear preventing me from doing so. I put everything into the dishwasher to start it up. Loading dish after dish filled with all types of dirt and grim. Disgusting smells along with the unsightly dishes, almost triggered a gag reflex. As I was about to walk out of the room, the boy that makes my life so much better; runs into the kitchen, knocking things over in the process. (Our beta or Miller spilled some juice, expecting me to pick it up.) The boy was heading right for it. I scooped him in my arms right as his mom came in to catch him. I froze, and put him down slowly. He runs over to him mother who stares daggers at me.

"I told you to never touch my son again!" I was only trying to help. That's all I do, I don't argue, don't do anything; never did.

The alpha is now staring, starting to throw daggers in my soul with his eyes. "Is this true?" His question is demanding, leaving no room for anything but and answer. A quick nod, as I look to the ground.

"What have I told you about taking orders?"

"To obey everyone appointed over me," my eyes glued to the floor, shrinking back in fear. This is the part, the moment when I learn what I'd amount to. Learn that there was nothing out there for me.

"Your disobedience cannot be tolerated," He looks as if he going to end me in this very spot.

"Go up to your room, I will call you when I decide your punishment," Scurrying away heading up to my storage space for a room.

"I say you just kill her," a screeching voice rings; the mother. I halted to a stop. That grabbed my attention. I hold on to it for dear life. Stopping to listen. It could all end today.

"We have to think this through, she is an asset to the pack whether we like it or not," the alpha responses to the young mother.

"But we can always have someone else do our cooking cleaning for us," The second command uttered.

"No, she's too valuable-," the alpha spoke, letting his thoughts waver. My ears tried to pick up what they were saying.

"It's just because you want to know if she's one of them, if the stories are true," The beta said. What?!

"Yeah, yeah okay. I'm think about it." I alpha ended. I was stunned, that fact that they just casually contemplated murder.

I stopped listening in on the conversation and continued scurrying up the stairs. My mind was too focused on leaving, the fact that they're just contemplating my death had me running for the hills. I grabbed an old bag and packed it with everything I owned. After grabbing everything, I looked to the window.

I stand on the rails ready to prepare myself. I was on the highest floor in the manor. An attic several stories high. I was weak, wolf-less, jumping that height could seriously injure me. I listened in again, they were still discussing my punishment. Gulping, letting go of the only thing holding me back. My fear. I jumped. The air attempted to fight back as I fell to my only chance of freedom. I landed on my feet swiftly, with only a slight ache in my calf. Surveying the area, I begin to walk, my walk soon turns into a sprint. As if some switch was suddenly flipped. I felt a surge of energy. Budding inside, growing with each foot I take away from that dungeon. My speed increases, I begin to see the world around me blur. This unfamiliar feeling of rush and thrill tingles in my bones.

I could slowly feel the pull of the border. I was almost free, ready to let go of my horrid life. My heart palpitated, the feel of something wrong was strong. My ears perked to the sound of paws clanking against the ground. Faster than mine, a sense of panic filled me. The sound got louder, until it was seconds away from me. Pounding against the ground, dirt flies around me. Mud engulfed me, as he gained on me.

Crushed by large paws, pressing. Air wasn't something I could obtain. Gasping desperately for a breath, as it pressed harder onto my body. Gripping me in it's power, jaws as it drags, my limp lays. Before I could get my final breath outside.

The dungeon, cold, dark, musty, not much different than my room. The cells is what really scares me, from what I heard is the bars are made of silver. One touch can leave permanent marks on you for forever. A scorching pain that hurts like no other. The pain leaves wolves like me powerless, almost human. don't touch the bars. The beta through me in, I made sure not to touch the bars. I ran up to see what he was going to do, still didn't touch the bars. He left, but I know better that sooner or later he'll be back.

Hours and hours of sitting, just sitting, waiting for my beating. Waiting for inevitable to come.

Click.

The door opened revealing the scent of axe. The most alluring scent. New feels surfaced, as I breathed in his odor. His face was tan and with dark brown hair swooped in a messy style, with a chiseled jawline made me melting. A tight white shirt and dark blue jeans. Our eyes met his heald lust and longing. I probably look like I was about to faint. I found my mate. The man that would take me away from this world I live, and my life would be forever changed. He snaps back into reality, bring me with him. Max, the alpha's son was my mate. It's not even my birth day. Why am I just getting my mate now?

I'm the new Luna?

I stumble back slightly in realization.

He once held love, now screamed with regret and hatred, but there was still show a very small hint of love that I saw earlier. They must told him to beat me when he came home from school, or he probably asked. "No this can't be," his husky voice ran shivers up and down my spine. He walks down the stairs peeking his head through the door.

"Hey everyone, come and see this," within seconds the younger member of the pack and alpha, beta and trainer along with them. The resemblance in the two looks as though he's the seventeen year old version of the alpha. "Everyone I have an announcement," the that came out of his mouth next didn't surprise me, "I Maximus, reject you Danielle Miller as my mate," the group erupted with laughter, my heart was ripped out of my chest.

But I couldn't break down in front of all of them. Find the smallest bit of confidence I spoke. "I gladly accept, wouldn't want you any way," I had almost took back my comment, but it was too late.

"What did you say whore," I felt a burning sensation, growing, pounding at me. Screaming to be let out.

"I'm sorry for your second choice, hope she's a keeper," I sneered, I noticed that anger was obvious on there faces.

It was a cold move but it was nothing compared to what they put me through. The alpha was walking forwards to my cage not daring to touch the bars "What did you say," his voice was calm, but corrupt.

"Come on Mark, you've heard what everyone does, we're all wolves here," finally saying things that a usually would dare of.

"I'm not sure what she is," Bart spoke softly, snapping at him quickly shut him up.

The little cub inside me wouldn't dare say something with so much disrespect. The alpha eyes turned into a sea of black. Swirling with anger. Fear should have engulfed me, make me shrink back. But the surge of energy fueled my defiance.

"How dare you talk to us like that! Will, come and get the whip. You getting it good for that," His alpha voice didn't affect me, as if a kitten trying to intimidate a lion.

A smirk plastered on my face, if felt so right to have it here. "No," my voice was unsure and vulnerable.

But still was the one word that set him over the edge. The beta brought the whip and the alpha vigorously pulled my hands out and start beating them. Sting and burning, biting my lip to stop the screams. I was becoming weak again. The small and fragile girl that can't stand up to her demons. I wanted to be strong, I pleaded to be her again. When I came to my fifth whipping I saw Xavier not even flinch at my pain. That boiled my blood. My eyes were a red of the blood that I'd wash off at the end of most days. The whip came hurtling down, I caught it mid air. People who were laughing, gasped. I turned my head to the alpha so he could see my face. The red eye that held the fury I had for such a long time. I pulled the whip from his hands and broke it. "No more riticul and beatings and telling me what to do, no more." Using an alpha tone, which I had no idea that it would worked. Surprising the group around me.

"What give you the right to talk to me like that," his voice was shaky he tried to hid it.

"The fact that you're scared of me, I hear it you're holding back the fear but so evident," drawn out the so to add enficene.

I felt the surge of power once again. More powerful, I took one look at the bars, throwing. A part of me was astonished, but another wasn't. Like it had be dormant for so long, and it is finally coming out. The alpha got into a fight stance asking for it; I was answering. I was terrified of what the alpha would do to me, a small part of me was. But I was too far gone to stop, all the rage that I felt over the years came heralding out of me. The group that was once laughing at me coward in fear. The alpha circled and I followed suit. His eyes were now pitch black. I felt my own turn blood red, as the rage filled the more solid they became. The alpha lunged at me, I quickly dodge him. More gasps erupted from the group. Then came back giving me a blow to the face. Forcing my body to erupt with pain. He came back for a second blow, I grabbed his hand using strength of a god to pin him to the wall. I looked at him in his fearful eyes and roared.

"I told you I was done with the beatings, next time you lay a hand on me it will end you." I let go, walking past the group. The cleared the way so I can make my way up the stairs. I couldn't be in this house any longer without ripping their heads off. I stood at the door way. Using my mind link I contacted certain people to come here, giving each specific instructions. Chloe; (a world class bitch) to give all my clothes and personal items. That didn't take her long. The alpha; five thousand out of the pack's money. And Xavier to get me contact with other packs so I wouldn't have any problems.

He walked up and told me, "I called them, Danielle I'm sorry. I didn't think you were..." Before I let him finish, I slammed the door in his face. As if I just took a final step, I felt a rippling in my back. Arching and distorting in an unrecognizable way. Unhuman. Bending and twisting, causing excruciating pain. My eyes rolling in the back of my head. Feeling my hands and legging elongate. Fang appeared, giving me a more vicious look. I could feel thing change not only physical, but as if something has awakened inside me. I am a new.

I am reborn.