“Get over here, you mutt!” I heard our alpha, or, “sir” as he wanted me to call him, yell at me, and I quickly scurried over to him.

“Y-yes sir?” I ask, terrified.

“Clean up everyone’s rooms, and make breakfast. I want our rooms spotless by the time my son and I get back from getting birthday items. I should make you get it, but he doesn’t want his party ruined by you!” Alpha snarled.

“Y-yes sir, alpha sir,” I whimper, and scurry off to start on their rooms.

I try and finish quickly, so I can make breakfast, if I don’t, then 400 hungry werewolves will make me their punching bag. They will anyways, but, y’know, it’ll be worse than it already is, because their hungry.

After I finished in record time, I start making breakfast, I finished setting up the table, and I stuff a buiscuit in my pocket, and run to my room in the ‘basement,’ It isn’t even the basement, the basement is above my room.

I quickly eat my buiscuit, and I hear alpha and his son walk through my door. “Right, we want all this set up by 5:00, unless you don’t want any dinner tonight, if the pack decides to give you any,” Alpha growled.

“Y-yes sir.” I whimper.

“Right, I’m going to go, see you later, son, and… Omega.”

“Right, mutt, see here, if my party isn’t set up on time, you’ll have more than just my dad to deal with!” My eyes met his. Did I forget to mention the alphas’ son’s eyes are amazing? Such a beautiful blue… I could get lost in them all day.

“Mate…” The alpha’s son, mumbled, his lightning blue eyes went black. He shook his head quickly, “I can’t believe I’m mated to an omega!” He snarled.

I whimper, and I kind of knew what was going to happen.

“I, Chase wolf, to-be alpha of the Cold river pack, reject you…” He pauses. “What is your name?” He asks, “other than ‘mutt’ and ‘omega’?”

“L-lavender waters…” I say quietly.

“…Lavender waters, omega, of the Cold river pack, as my mate, and luna.” He finishes.

I feel my heart break into pieces. He walks out, but not before saying, “See ya later, mutt, and if you tell anyone about this, you’ve got something else coming to you.”

Who would I tell? I have no friends, and my family, A.K.A, my brother and slut of a sister, hate me, because I “killed” our parents. I was six! What was I supposed to do?! I couldn’t even outrun the vampires that attacked, much less fight them back!

“I’ve had enough…” I cry, and I start to pack up my stuff, I had a little cat plushie I named “cole.” And, I didn’t ever let anyone take it, because, well, it’s the only thing I have that I remember of my parents, other than the picture I have of them, that my brother and sister didn’t want to have, because, of, obvious reasons, (I touched it.) so, I pack up the picture, Cole, and, my second pair of clothes in a little duffle bag I have, and head off, sneaking up the stairs, and out a window in someone’s room, I think it was… Uh shit. It’s Chase’s room. Oh well. I hope my scent fades. I didn’t even leave a note, but, why would they care?

“Goodbye, Chase, brother…Sister… Alpha… everyone…” I mumble, as I pass the border.