There is a thin line between being thick and being fat. I.. I was fat. I looking at myself in the mirror. All the ugly stretch marks, the flaps rolling over each other. I don't understand how I gained so much weight, because I barely eat. Okay maybe that is a stretch. My brother is horrible and literally makes my life miserable but what he doesn't do is starve me or physically abuse me. I don't eat through out the day because I am either busy doing my school work or things Tom left me to do but at night, I stuff my face like I have never eaten before. I have a habit of stress eat too. When I am upset, I tend to eat a lot, its a comfort. So if we are being honest, I knew exactly why I was overweight, it was because I never excised, I would starve myself during the day and overeat at night then sleep, I knew it was unhealthy but at this point in my life, I don't care.

I stared at myself in the mirror, wanting to cry blood. I wished with my heart the mirror was lying to me. Maybe added few pounds. This was not pretty. How will my mate ever love me? How will he help me escape from this prison I used to call home.

It would never be like I dreamt. Today I turn 18, which means I could potentially find my mate today. Literally any second now, I could find my mate, unless he's under 18, which I'm hoping he's not. I dreamt that my mate would carry me and we would run away together. Find another pack. Even create our own. In 8 years time, I would give birth to all of his children. They would have my brown eyes and his nose. I dreamt that my mate would be my hero, my knight. However these dreams seems to be fading away.

I sighed, covering the mirror with a sheet. I didn't want to see myself anymore.

Say I wanted to lose weight. Become fit and heathy, the truth is that Tom would never allow me to go outside to run or jog. The only times he lets me is to go to school or to buy groceries. Which really sucks because I don't see enough of Amy. My best friend, the only friend who knows the truth and hasn't left my side.

I think I would be seeing her in the party. Although she did said she won't come because she can't bare to watch me been slaved around and told want to do. Many times she tried to tell my brother, many times. I stopped her. I told her that it would break his heart if he found out. I asked her to promise me she would never tell him, she said 'never! I won't tell him now but one day I will, I just hope it's not too late'. I knew I couldn't change her mind so I left it.

Calvin got me a dress for his birthday party after I mentioned I didn't own one to attend for his party. I know I wasn't actually invited to enjoy myself, I know it was strictly for business. I would be serving drinks and other things but Calvin said I had to dress to impress.

I picked up the red dress he brought me from the wooden, rusty chair in my tiny room. I could help but admire the dress. It was so beautiful, I felt as if I didn't deserve to wear it. It was so heavy. Maybe because it was large. Probably because of that, it was large enough to fit my huge body.

I didn't tell him size, mainly because I had no idea myself.

Six hours before the party began, after my quick shower, I wore my red dress. I pulled my hair into a tight bun as Tom demanded me to. I didn't want to, no. It exposed the roundness of my cheeks, my double chin and my duck neck. Even though the dress was large, it was tight, sticking to me like glue. It exposed the size of my belly and the flaps on my back were screaming to get out. I knew if I moved to much this dress would rip in half so I decide to packed another pare of clothes in a plastic bag, just in case. Matching sweatpants and hoodie that Amy got me.

Calvin told me that I have to go there early and help the chef and other people that are there already to get the party ready. He said he won't be there to watch but he would know if I have done what he asked or not.

I'm just praying that the dress does not rip with all of the moving I would be doing.

I wore a cream flat shoes that I found in the house. Probably belonged to my mother. I sat on the mattress, known as my bed because to Tom 'I don't deserve a bed'.

I heard the front door downstairs slam shut. I jumped up to my feet thinking it would be Tom or worst Calvin. I should be gone by now. I started to panic, thinking of excuses which I could use. I couldn't think of any. My mind was too much of a mess to even think properly. I was stressing myself.

"Charlotte darling"a high pitch voice sings from downstairs.

I knew that voice. It wasn't my dear brother nor my alpha Calvin. No. It was the person I'm forced to call mum. I heard her foot steps rise as she climbed the steps of the stairs.

I could not help but groan loudly as she opened my bedroom door and stared at me with a huge grin on her face.

"That's not a nice way to greet your mother"she speaks still having that stupid grin on her face.

She owns the kind of face I would love to slap.

"You're not my mother. Just because I call you mum doesn't mean you are"I bit out.

"It kinda does. Ah, Chars-"I cut her off.

"Don't you dare call me that. Only dad can"I started to rise my voice at her.

That did not settle down with her very well as her grin vanished and replaced with an hard serious look. Her eyes held so much emotion, I couldn't actually tell how she felt.

"Don't you get all brave at me. I'm still your mother. Have some respect or I would have a word with Tom. I'm sure he won't like to hear that Charlie's been a bad girl now would he?"she asked as a smirk slap on her face.

I didn't reply. Just stared at her with hatred. I push past her after few seconds and walked out of the house holding my plastic bag hard as possible. I couldn't bare to stand in the same building as her. I never hated anyone as much as I hated her. I would never forgive her. Never!

I walked to the pack house where the party was gonna be taken place. I took a deep breath acknowledging my surrounding. The weather today was cold compared to yesterday. The wind was so strong, blowing me from side to side. My hand managed to freeze and become hard and dry. My dress moved so much, I had to hold it down. It even blow up. Thank god I was wearing shorts under and no one was around. I would die of embarrassment.

I made it. The door was already open so I didn't hesitate to walk in, although I couldn't help but be nervous at first. I just took a double deep breath and counted from 10 to 0. The first thing I noticed was that the place was huge, bright and clean. The walls were painted blue and the floor was white. I didn't have time to look around and to admire the house. No. I had work to do.

I memorised where Calvin told me to go. The pack house had a hall, like a party hall. Walk straight ahead until you see a white double door and we you do see it, turn left because that's my office. You would see a stairs lending down, walk down the stairs. Then you would see the game room. At the back you would notice a door. Go through that door which leads you to hall. There you would meet few people, they will tell you what you have to do.

I followed his steps and I made it to the party hall however, there was no one around. The whole place was empty. The hall was the perfect space to have a party. I was an ant compared to this room. I felt so tiny. This room was different from the living room and the game room. This room had strip poles, bar stools, private corners well known as the secret corners for dirty people. It had a dance floor, tables and chairs for the guest. ?I felt like Alice in the wonderland. I was spinning around too much that I felt my breakfast in my throat but I held it down. I almost felt dizzy. I was curious as it was my first time in the pack house.

"Hello"my voice echoed.

"Oh the princess is finally here" a voice said behind me which made me spin around very fast which made me lose my balance and fall on my butt.

The person chuckled but helped me up.

When someone calls you a bitch, it's sucks balls. You can laugh at it if your human however if you're a wolf, that's like a punch in the gut. The greatest insult ever in the werewolves history.

A red hair girl with many tattoos glaze at me. She was chewing a gum. The girl had many piercings and has a skin as pale as snow. Her brows were shaved and penciled using a bright blue pencil.

"Are you gonna stare at me all day or are you going to work?"she asks me after few seconds of staring at each other.

"Er.. Where do I start?"I asked quietly.

"Help the chef"she says before throwing me an apron and some gloves.

She walked off towards one of the tables. I flinched as she slammed her hands on the table creating a loud noise.

"No need to be scared darling, we are all just like you. Slaves. Whilst the assholes whore around and do the shit they want"she says.

I stay quiet though.

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Few people started to come, the sun was setting and the sky was getting darker. Most of the people who already came were either drunk or high. Time past and many people came filling the hall. The lights were dimmed creating a dark affect. There a disco ball and the rainbow lights to give the room a bit of light so we are able to see each other.

The music was out of a blast as my ears screamed for help. I was pushed and pulled around. It was my mistake, I managed to find the dance floor without meaning too. I felt a hand on my arm but I couldn't see the person.

I was suddenly dragged out the dance floor. I looked up to see my hero. It was the red head with many tattoos and piercings.

"Be careful baby shake. Alpha might think you're enjoying yourself"

"I-I didn't mean to go there. I just-I just got lost"I was so nervous.

"Come on let's serve more drinks"she chuckled, shaking her head whilst grabbing my hands.

Great, even she thinks I'm stupid.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"I asked her.

I stopped walking, she let go of my heads but never turned around. I stood there, waiting for her to reply. She sighed as she turned around.

"Because we are not so different. My family disowned me just like yours"she says staring at me straight in the eye.

"What no!"I almost yelled.

"My family did not disown me"I tell her.

She just laughed and asked me

"Then why are you here serving drinks"with that she left.

Leaving me in the middle of the party hall as people danced around me. Thoughts swimming in my head. She was right. My brother did disown me. He disowned me for protecting him from pain and shame.

"Get out of the way fatso"I heard someone say pushing me.

I didn't have time to turn to look at them. I mean, what was I actually going to do. ? I would get killed-even if their wolf are weak. Mainly because I haven't shifted yet. So I have decided to do what I was good at, I just ran, pushing people out of the way. Running to anywhere my foot could take me. Tear steaming down like no tomorrow.

Soon I was covered with sweat and tears. I was in the garden. I sat on one of the benches and cried to myself.

Then something unexpected happened. It was like my body had a life of its own. I could feel the present of someone behind me, without thinking, I turned around and locked eyes with the hazel eyed beauty in front of me. The music from inside slowly fading and everything else becoming blurry but him. Finally. Suddenly colours were flying around. Blue, pink, green and red. It was beautiful but I couldn't take my eyes off him. My mate. The Alpha on my pack starting from today, Calvin.

I pulled myself off the bench without stop staring at him. Strawberry and the smell of mint travelled to my nostrils. He had the biggest smile on his face. I never found him so attractive as I did at that moment. He wore black tux and his brown hair was gelled back bring out his brown-wait hazel eyes. How did I not notice his eyes were hazel until now? His eyes twinkled under the moon.

I watched him, walking towards me, getting closer and closer. I thought he was going to yell at me but.. I was embrace with a huge hug. Tight hug yet comfortable. Everything went back to normal, colours weren't flying everywhere. I was so shocked. The alpha was hugging me.

Then he said something that confused me even more.

"I missed you"

I pulled away from the hug, only because I want to make sure he was alright and wasn't high. I looked at his eyes then his nose and then slowly my eyes dropped to his lips. I quickly looked up to his eyes. Hoping he didn't notice. However, when I looked up. He was looking at my lips.

I didn't realise our face was so close until his lips met mine. He kissed me so hungrily and desperately. He grabbed my legs and wrapped around his waist. Surprised at his strength but didn't dare pull away from his kiss. I felt loved, for the first time in four years I felt loved and I didn't want to think, I just wanted to enjoy kissing him.

Then he pulled away. I couldn't help but feel disappointed, fearing that he snapped back to reality. He looking around.

"Not here"he says before dropping me down and holding my hand.

He walked so fast I shrugged to keep up. I don't know how long I was walking or climbing stairs but I believe we made it to our destination.

He opened the door and held the door welcoming me in. I couldn't even think as he kissed me again.

He roughly took off his neat tux and threw the plastic bag I held across the room. He ripped my dress in half. I tried to cover myself.

I didn't want him to see me like this.

"You're beautiful"he says as he pulled my hands of my body and held in with his.

I smiled because at that moment in time, I truly believed that I was. He picked me up and I didn't waste time wrapping my legs around his waist. My mate.

He kissed me again as well as wrapping his arms around me before walking to the bed.

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