《The pack slut and the Alpha》Chapter 1| Just a dream
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Blackness surrounded, suffocating me as my gaze shifted looking for any form of movement. The darkness was peaceful but empty making a feeling of unease wash over me. At that moment i saw a flash of white out the corner of my eye, jerking my head towards the flash my eyes darted around, a feeling of panic started in the pit of my stomach making it churn. I dreaded seeing the eyes, those deep blue eyes. Sweat formed on my forehead and started running down my back as my breaths came out louder and shorter then before. I forced my eyes closed praying for this to be over.
"It's just a dream Eleanor, it's just a dream just wake up" I whimpered to myself. Silence followed my words as I began to shake. I heard a scraping on the floor as if someone was dragging their feet. It was him, I knew it.
"Oh sweet Eleanor this is no dream baby" he loudly whispered in my ear. A high pitched scream left my mouth before I could contain it causing him to rag my long black hair backwards hitting my head on a wall feeling a warm liquid start running down my head and start dripping on my legs. I cried out as he began to beat me as my body shook in pain, unable to fight back because of my handcuffed hands. Then it stopped. I pulled my eyes open and slowly lifted my head, my heart stopping as my green eyes met my abusers deep blue ones. I felt all my breath leave my body as he sadistically grinned at me showing his yellowing teeth and his canines extending. He lunged forward biting my shoulder, pain spread through my body as I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Eleanor it's just another dream! Wake up Eleanor wake up!" Kayden yelled as he shook me harshly, cradling my shaking body to his chest as I let out loud sobs gripping his black shirt tightly as I forced my eyes open. Looking up at him I attempted to calm my breathing as Kayden whispered sweet words in my ear telling me he wasn't here and I was safe.
"When will t-the dreams s-stop" I stuttered out while hiccuping "I don't want to see h-his face again, it's l-like he's still alive, like he will haunt me f-forever" forcing my head into my brother's neck inhaling his scent that I've grown comfortable with, he's the only person I've had since I was a baby. Kayden silently rocked me, telling me he was thinking of what to say back.
"I don't know Elle he's gone forever, but why don't we give the pack doctor another visit tomorrow before leaving for the other pack? Maybe he can give you the meds he suggested last time." He whispered in my ear probably not wanting to frighten me with his usually loud voice. I just nodded back, not wanting to carry on this conversation as I was awfully exhausted after all the screaming I'd done. Not releasing my grip I pulled Kayden down towards my pillow as we both lay there, he held me tight while pulling my quilt over us both and telling me to go to sleep.
This had become a nightly occurrence ever since I was 15, all the nightmares were of my ex boyfriend Zack who abused me daily while with me, being a werewolf you heal fast meaning my injuries would mostly heal overnight leaving the physical abuse undetectable. He was 17 when he met me and had already met his mate but had been rejected by her, I wish I could have asked her why she did it maybe she could have warned me about what was to come. Zack was lonely when he met me and I took pity on him, I'd never experienced love except my brother since my mum had died during childbirth leaving my dad mateless making him empty and coldhearted so I too was lonely desperate to feel loved. But he was the exact opposite. Zack wanted to mate with me even though I was only 15 and he was 17, I refused and that's when the abuse first started. At first it was just slaps and pushes but it turned into daily beatings, being chained and verbal abuse. I never breathed a word of it to anyone, feeling as though I deserved it.
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That was until my brother discovered what was happening and attacked Zack making him flee and go into hiding. Ever since then I've been numb, sadly resembling my father, but my only exception was my brother. I needed to feel alive so I began going from boy to boy and was then labeled the pack slut, although I never had sex with any of them I still did sexual acts. I felt dirty but pushed it to the back of my head every time. I was feared around the pack, not only for being the alphas daughter but because I was agressive when angered and was a very powerful wolf. I've had powers since my first shift at age 13 that only 4 other wolves around the world also possessed. I was unique.
I let my eyes shutter closed as i let exhaustion take over, pulling me into a deep dreamless sleep .
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*beep* *beep* *beeeeeep*
I growled lowly as I fumbled my hand around until my fingers found the alarm, smacking it quiet. I rolled over onto my other side, now facing a sleeping Kayden. He looked so peaceful clearly not been disturbed by the alarm, now that's just unfair I thought as I began poking his face lightly over and over my prods becoming harder until his eyes snapped open and met mine. He yawned and stretched "watch your fingers you little shit" he growled jokingly.
I laughed pulling myself to stand up as I moved my neck around until it satisfyingly cracked, grumbling to myself I walked to my bathroom connected to my room and started the shower letting it warm up. I glanced up into the fogging mirror and groaned at the sight of myself. My thick curly black hair fell down my back reaching under my breasts but was in knots and tangles from my sleep, my normally clear complexion looked red and sploggy with dark circles under my bright green eyes, my plump lips were dry and cracking. Grimacing at my appearance I locked the bathroom door and began undressing looking at my body in the mirror. I stood at around 5'2 with a slim build but curves in the right places, my hips and bum were curvy giving me an hourglass figure but my breasts where small compared being a B cup. My body was strong from all the training I do but was still very womanly, I was usually confident in my body but could still hear Zack's words ringing in my head as I looked at my body. I'll never ever let anyone, especially a boy, in again. Sighing, I got into the shower. Washing my hair and conditioning while I let my thoughts wander.
I was leaving my home today, the place I'd lived in for 16 years of my life, it was all I knew. Tears filled my eyes at the thought of leaving my beloved pack, apart from the bad memories of my mother, father and Zack I'd had nothing but good memories here. My 'father' was sending myself and Kayden away to live with our uncle from another pack, my dad was supposedly embarrassed about my title at school claiming "I'm a disgrace as the Alpha's daughter". I was angry at him since I blamed him for how I act out he's no father to me, I could probably count on 1 hand the amount of times my 'father' had a conversation with me and none of these occasions were good and were usually scaldings. I just wish I could speak to my wolf Leila as she has been silent for months since all the abuse with Zack, I'm still able to shift into my wolf but unable to speak to her as I never get a reply back.
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Sighing I closed my eyes as I rinsed my hair letting the warm water run all over my body calming my muscles. I then shaved and washed my body with cherry body wash and then turned the water off. Grabbing a big fluffy towel I exited the shower, feeling the cold air hit my wet skin I shivered. Quickly drying myself I applied coco lotion all over and applied lip balm to my lips, wrapping my hair up in the towel I sniffed the air to see if Kayden was still in my room, he wasn't. I unlocked and opened the bathroom door and made my way over to my walk in wardrobe. I put on a pair of black lacy thongs and matching bra and started walking down my closet running my fingers across my millions of clothes. I settled on a pair of grey cuffed joggers, rolling them at the bottom since they were too long, and a very cropped black top which would reveal my bra if I lifted my arms to high. Applying deodorant, perfume and pulling on some black trainer socks I removed the towel on my head and brushes my hair with my fingers not wanting to damage my curls. I sprayed some oil on my hair and began drying it with a dryer and then letting it hang free.
Satisfied with what I looked like I left my room and began walking to the kitchen. Upon entering I spotted the cook Martha making eggs, bacon and sausage for breakfast. "That smells amazing Martha mhmm" I moan staring at the food. She heartily laughed shaking her head at me her grey shoulder length hair bouncing as she looked up giving me the biggest smile she could.
"it'll be ready soon my lovely, have you packed your things yet?" Martha asked "I'm so sad you're leaving me all alone!" She fake cried while still smiling, trying to lift the sad mood.
"Dont worry Martha I will visit every holiday" i said chuckling "I haven't packed yet I will after breakfast. Oh I so wish I could bring you with me!" I pouted. Martha looked at me with sad eyes and looked down at her cooking.
"it pains me to see you leave your home, but there's no changing Alphas mind. He's too cold hearted to give it a second thought" she grumbled. I nodded at her comment agreeing completely, nervousness took over when I looked at the clock seeing I need to leave in about an hour. "Why don't you go pack now darling to take your mind of it and I'll mind link you when Ive finished the food" Martha offered. I thought about and it and forced my legs up from the stool and said yes beginning my walk up the stairs.
Reaching the top I bumped into a hard chest, my eyes snapped up meeting the dark eyes of my 'fathers' who was towering over me standing at about 6ft. He looked at me in a cold way before tearing his eyes away as fast as he could moving away as if I was some disease. He continued walking down the stairs ignoring my presence all together. I sighed, wishing I could have a bond I see all the other girls having with their fathers, although it was never going to happen.
Reaching my room I pulled 2 suitcases down from the top shelf of my wardrobe and laid them on my king sized bed, opening them and began packing my room. I packed my clothes, jewellery, makeup, all my shower products, shoes, laptop, iPad, phone, earphones and then started with my sentimental possessions. I took my photo frames of the wall examining each one before packing it in my case, I then picked up the most special one to me which was of my mum. Since she died in childbirth I didn't have many pictures but I had one with her. It was a picture of her after giving birth in her last moments of life, baby me laying on her chest as she looked down in adoration although she clearly was exhausted and on the edge of death. Tears welled my eyes as I packed it in with the others. I then packed my school stuff (books, pencil case and my bag) as well as other random items from my room and lastly my teddy that my brother had brought for me when I was 8, he was a brown bunny with big floppy ears and I named him 'Hop'. Giggling at the memory of receiving him I packed him away and zipped my suitcase closed.
Just in time for Martha to mind link me "breakfast is ready darling". I scurried out my room and down the stairs and made my way over to my plate which was next to Kayden's who was already devouring his. I thanked Martha for my food while grabbing my fork and immediately scooped a huge amount of food in my mouth and groaned at how nice it was. Martha stood laughing at us both shaking her head before disappearing out of the room.
Kayden turned to me and gently smiled although I could tell he was sad "are you done packing" he asked. I nodded my head and asked if he was finished as well too which he nodded back. Finishing our breakfast quickly I put our plates in the dishwasher and went upstairs to get my cases and started lugging them down the stairs. They didn't even feel heavy to me as I had great strength from being an alphas daughter as well as being well trained, placing them at the bottom of the stairs I waited for Kayden impatiently. He finally wandered down the stairs with his cases effortlessly under his arms grinning at me, I rolled my eyes and huffed in annoyance at his slow walking.
We said our goodbyes to the people in the pack house we lived in but the hardest goodbye was to Martha, we'd basically been brought up by her since my father wasn't really interested in his own children. After many tears and hugs we finally got our luggage into the car and climbed in, the driver had been waiting for us patiently for about 30 minutes while we said goodbye to Martha. He started the engine as me and Kayden hung out the window waving our goodbyes to our still crying Martha, she sadly waved back holding a tissue to her eyes.
As the car drove further away from the pack house until it was out of sight we then properly took our seats and got comfy for the long drive ahead of us. I got my iPhone 8 plus out of my pocket and began playing a game as Kayden spoke up "dad didn't even come to say goodbye".
I huffed and looked up at him after loosing my game giving him a 'are you serious' look "were you expecting him too?" I questioned.
He opened his mouth to speak but abruptly stopped before sighing and shaking his head, closing his eyes and leaning his head back probably to sleep through the journey. My "father" speaks to Kayden a lot more then me but he's still cold towards him they usually just discuss pack stuff that I'm not involved in, he seemingly didn't care for either of us. I look back down at my phone as we fell into a comfortable silence.
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