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I woke up and winched, last nights beatings were pretty bad.I limped towards the shower and showered myself. Looked at my body ,full with bruises and cuts that may never heal. I combed my long fine black hair into a ponytail, and dressed myself into sweatpants and a shirt. I applied some mascara to make my blue eyes pop out.

I walked out of my "room" and went towards the kitchen to start breakfast.
I grabbed the flour, eggs, milk, butter and other ingredients to make biscuits and pancakes. I also took out the frying pan to make scrambled eggs and bacon. When I was done cooking I served breakfast in the dining room.

There they were, my bullies, or so called populars of the school. I served breakfast and went to walk away but they stopped
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Way to make it worse Fireflame.

"Why are the pancakes filled with blueberries and not chocolate chips?!" Shouted Aiden the soon to be Alpha, or called playboy.

"Sorry master, I did..didn't know that you wanted Chocolate chips,"I answered. They made me call them these stupid names.

I turned to walk away but they were faster than me. They tripped me and started to punch and kick me, including my "amazing" brother Kyle. When they were done they just laughed at me.

"Go to your room Fireflame, you're not needed here," Kyle ordered me.

I did as he asked me and went to my "room". There I cried my pain out.
"Just one more day Fireflame, just one more day until I find my mate and there will be no more pain,"I assured myself.

I grabbed my back pack and ran outside the pack house, I had no friends nor parents to give me any luck. I walked towards the school bus to see that it already left so I ran towards school.

When I entered the school halls I was laughed at, my books were thrown to the floor and when I opened my locker, pieces of paper flew out with names you didn't want to know.
When lunch came, I took my lunch and brought it outside towards the old oak tree. I cried while eating my

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