Vale
I knelt quietly in front of Isolde, trying not to grit my teeth.
I was angry, furious, but what has my anger ever done for me? No matter how much I think I've got things all figured out, Isolde would show me she was already ten steps ahead.
Isolde was my silver lining when I was going through life's worst despair. I was the bastard daughter of an Alpha who raped my disabled Delta mother during a drunken fit. My father and his Luna had tried everything to get rid of me in my mother's womb, but she'd carried me until term and deposited me in front of my father's pack house.
That was the last time anyone saw or heard from her.
Unable to send me away, I became part of the domestic staff in the pack house. My father's Luna made sure I learnt my place every single second I breathe. Never a day went by without being punished for existing.
By the time I was 16, I was sure I wanted to run away, and I did.
