Peace, silence and darkness.

That's what happens when you sleep right? Unfortunately, there is no peace in my life. In fact, for a long time, there hasn't been.

I was woken up with a punch in my stomach. I quickly sat up in bed in shock. What's going on?

I squinted my eyes in order to adjust to the darkness. There were four naked men standing in front of me.

"Who wants to go first?" one of them asked

They whispered among themselves before three of them left. The remaining guy pulled the covers from me before throwing them to the corner of the room.

"Get up."

I stood up. He roughly pulled me to the bathroom. I always slept naked because the unmated pack men were horny all night. It was my duty to please them... according to my parents.

He dragged me into the tub. He detached the hand shower from its position and turned the knob as the water flowed. He then put it inside my clit.

I screamed in pain, the water was very hot. He covered my mouth with his hand.

"Shut up," he said. I nodded while crying.

He dropped the hand shower on the floor before inserting his dick into me pushing me against the wall. I closed my eyes and silently prayed that morning would come fast.

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I woke up very sore. I entered the bathroom, brushed my teeth and took a shower. When I was done I put on a pair of blue skinny jeans, a black sweatshirt and a pair of old red & white sneakers. I quickly went downstairs into the kitchen. When I entered I saw my parents with the rest of the pack.

"Good morning alpha, good morning luna," I said bowing my head. They refused me calling them mum or dad because they saw me as a disgrace.

I was 17 and I still hadn't found my mate plus they thought I was too weak so they preferred my sister to me since she was so outspoken.

"You're late" my dad growled.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again sir"

"It better not."

I brought out lasagne from the cupboard and started making breakfast. When I was done, I served everyone a plate then waited for them to finish.

A while later, they started going out one by one. Immediately the last person left my stomach rumbled. I took the pot and used my hand to pack the leftover lasagne. I was about to put it in my mouth until someone smacked my hand making the food fall on the floor.

Tears clouded my vision. I looked up; it was my sister Rachel. I looked at the food on the floor then up at her.

"What do you think you're doing?" She snarled.

"I-I was hungry."

"So?"

"I'm sorry."

She hissed then bumped into me making me stumble a little before walking out of the kitchen.

I wiped away my tears. I went upstairs to my room and grabbed my backpack making sure I had everything before I went downstairs and out of the house.