4years ago Celia's POV

I'm sick and tired of all of this, I don't want to be pushed around anymore...used. I wish I could leave but I'm scared, scared they'll find me.

I was laying on my bed, sore from my last run, the other pack members thought it would be funny to hurl me into a tree, I'm lucky my arm isn't broken, it usually is.

I wonder why it's always me that has to take the heat, nobody else gets treated the way I do. At this very moment Alex is off in the woods doing god knows what, while everyone else is asleep. It isn't fair, all I've ever wanted was a normal family...or as normal as it could get considering.

I was going to flick my lamp off when the stench of smoke filled my lungs causing me to cough repeatedly.

I looked around, the clothes clumped in the corner of the room must've caught the flame of the candle beside it. I was frozen, I didn't know what to do, it was getting bigger and bigger the more I waited.

I was panicking, It was trapping the door way now. I quickly hauled myself out of the window and dropped down onto the floor, I had planned to then enter through the front door and help everyone out, or at least alert someone.

But something stopped me, I kept looking back and forth between my house and the path in front of me leading away.

Maybe this was my ticket out. Thank god my brother isn't in the house, but he's the hero type, he'll make us go back...help them.

I can't risk it, I just need to leave, they've pushed me to the edge.

Without looking back I began running, with only my joggers, some old trainers and a jacket I had snatched last minute, and my little flip phone shoved into my pocket.

I could hear screams in the distance, cries for help, I could sense the fire growing, the smell was following me...reminding me of what I've caused.

This is it...I'm free.

Tears welled in my eyes thinking about my little brother, how scared he must be. I hate myself for being such a coward, just a scared little girl.

That ends today, no pack means no family, no reputation, I'm just a rogue now...the scum of all wolves.

I need to toughen up if I'm going to survive.

I dried my tears with the back of my hand and quickened my pace.

What have I done?

Those are the words that would haunt me forever.

A/N: heya, this is just a quick filler chapter to show you a little bit of the past. The drama is starting 😍