15 years. For 15 years I had been a prisoner in my own home. My entire childhood was held in the repulsive grasp of my guardian, my Alpha. My parents, who died at their own hands had asked only that I will be 'taken care of' in their suicide note. The alpha at the time had taken pity on me and bid me to become a ward of the pack. He died 3 months after taking me in, leaving me in the guardianship of his son and his rotten wife. For years I lived in the bowels of the keep, earning my meals by working in the kitchen. At first, the new Alpha and Luna ignored me completely. I spent my childhood roaming the keep and completing chores. On my 15th birthday, a much-anticipated visitor arrived to celebrate the new lunar year. The Alphas son, Bruxum, had spent most of his childhood training across the continent to become the next leader of our pack. He was fit, like any warrior should be, but his dark eyes were filled with malice. On the eve of the Lunar celebration, he found me in the kitchen preparing for the next day's feast. I never heard him enter the room or walk toward me. I just felt hands wrap around my waist and graze up my breasts. I tried to scream, but he was quicker. He released my breast with one hand and reached up to cover my mouth. His member poked into my lower back as I fought him with every muscle. He squeezed his hand around my face trapping any air in my lungs. I knew I was about to pass out. Blackness hit me like a welcome lover. I awoke to find myself laid out on the prep table. I had been working here peeling apples before he had found me. I heard voices in the corner. He was talking to a woman. "Just hurry up and finish your game," The Luna said to her son. "We have visitors arriving that you need to prepare for. And for goodness sake don't kill this one. Your father feels a certain attachment to this mouse." "I wont kill her" Bruxum promised. "I will need a new plaything for when I come home." "And when might that be sweetheart? I miss having my son home." "Killian says I am almost ready." He turned and I snapped my eyes shut so he wouldn't notice I was awake. As he turned back to his mother I grabbed the pairing knife I had been using on the apples and stuffed it up my sleeve. "He says there is one final task I need to pass in order to be ready to be a true Alpha." She kissed his cheek and closed the door. I laid perfectly still awaiting the right time to strike. As soon as he lifted my skirts and climbed on top of me I was like lightning. My hand slashed toward his face, a surprised yowl escaping his lips as my apple knife scored across his cheek, blood oozing from his now imperfect face.