When I got home, I was sadly stopped by the devil twins.

"What the fuck did you do to Ryder you skanky hoe!" Sara screamed at me, banging my head into the wall.

I whimpered. My battered body couldn't take it.

"DADDY!" Sophie screamed. Dan ran in the room.

"Daddy she's trying to steal my boyfriend again." Sara cried, fake tears filling her eyes. It was useless to say anything now.

SNAP

I screamed in agony. He did it. My rib broke.

"YOU FUCKING WHORE! ITS YOUR FAULT YOUR MOTHER DIED! I WOULD KILL YOU PERSONALLY IF IT MEANT SHE CAME BACK! YOU SLUT! STOP HURTING MY DAUGHTERS! JUST KILL YOURSELF ALREADY!"

Dan's words kept coming. Making me feel worthless. How had I been so dumb. Ryder couldn't want me. My own father hated me.

It was my fault mommy was dead. She does trying to save me. Little did she know, I died with her that night.

He thrust his foot into my balled up form again and it hit my shin. This one didn't hurt that bad.

Dan seemed infuriated I hadn't screamed. All the sudden a burning fire tore through my ribs. He kicked the broken one.

"STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM SARA'S BOYFRIEND YOU GREEDY HOE!"

With one last hard kick he left me. I couldn't take it, I passed out.

Trigger Warning End

*****

Pain.

It was everywhere.

I groaned and pushed myself, trying to get up.

Big mistake.

I cried out, grabbing myself. I couldn't even get up. I was still in the cold basement. My body was frozen but sadly not numb.

I dragged myself up the stairs, then to my room. I unlocked it and filled a bath. I stripped and sobbed at my ugly body.

I was literally purple. It looked like an elephant stepped on my. Breathing was to hard. I couldn't even get in the bath. After giving up, I dragged my naked body along the ground and layed in my bed.

Passing out once more.

I waited for Mariah. Like every morning, practically bouncing on my toes in joy.

Bryli walked up. "Man she's got you good. You look like a lost puppy." I glared at her then scanned the parking lot again.

She was usually here by now.

"Guys do you think something's wrong with her?" I asked. A bit of hysteria creeping into my already panicked voice.

Luca was pacing nervously in my head. Just then I saw my mate's stepsisters pull up in their expensive looking car.

I tried to see if my kitten was in the back but she wasn't. As soon as the twins parked the car they came up.

"Hey baby" One said, grabbing my arm. The other went up to Ethan and touched his chest.

He stepped back but she advanced. Ethan didn't like hurting people. Me on the other hand, I through her nasty-ass hand off me.

Just then a fierce growl ripped through the air.

"Get the fuck of my mate slut" Selena came up to Ethan and pulled him to her. Let me tell you something, Selena my look like that fun and kind person but damn she was scary as hell when she was mad.

"Or what bitch?" Barbie challenged, crossing her arms over her chest, purposely pushing her chest up.

I almost barfed at how desperate they were. Without a chance to think, barbie was in the air. Selena holding her by the neck.

"Or this. You desperate whore" Barbie was clawing at Selena's arm with her fake nails.

Ethan ran up and grabbed his mate around the waist. He forcefully released Selena's death grip on miss desperate and pulled her to his chest.

I saw Ethan running his hand up and down her back, trying to keep her from shifting. That would be really bad.

When that didn't work I saw Ethan lean down and bite her mark. Selena visibly shivered in pleasure. Ethan smirked in accomplishment.

Marks were a good way to calm down a she-wolf but it didn't work on males because we didn't have a mark from our mate.

Our instinct to protect our mate was stronger because male werewolves were naturally stronger than the girls.

It wasn't taken as an offence at all. The males job was just purposely to protect their mate. The boy's mate could get him to calm down by showing she was fine.

Selena took a breath and relaxed into her mate's touch. Good. Seeing their exchange I quickly turned to the other barbie.

"Where's Mariah?!" I ask her remembering my mate.

"Who?" She asks dumbly.

"Your stepsister" I seethe. How could she not know her own family!

All the sudden recognition fills her makeup filled face and she scowls.

"I'm right here baby, you shouldn't be worried about that bitch" I couldn't help it. I growled. My whole pack lowered their heads in submission. Even some of the Blood Moon Pack members.

"You talk about her like that again and I swear I will bathe in bliss as I listen to your screams of agony."

I know my eyes have gone completely black. I was vibrating in anger.

"Shit! We need Mariah!" Damien says urgently. I run at an alarming pace to the woods and shift into the huge black wolf of an Alpha.

I ran for hours. I was super tired when I finally went back to my house. When I entered all my friends ran up to me.

"Dude where were you!"

"You can't just run off like that!"

"Bro what's wrong with you!?"

"Ryder you had us worried sick!"

I was bombarded with questions. I put my hands up and they all quieted.

"Sorry. I'm going to bed." The I brushed past them and headed to my room. As I layed in bed I thought about my mate.

Her honey glazed skin. And how it would feel to mark her.

Her silky, curly locks. And what it would be like to embed my fingers deep in it.

Her full, pink lips moaning my name.

Her golden-brown eyes lighting up with every nickname I call her.

Her small, curvy body under mine in this very bed.

And lastly her scent.

Lemons and Sugar.