WARNING This book contains triggering events such as physical abuse, sexual abuse, rape, and vulgar language This book is meant for readers 18+ DO NOT READ unless you are comfortable reading books with this type of content. *Excerpt* My name is Autumn Blackwood, I was 17 and it was exactly 2 weeks from my 18 birthday. I was the daughter of an abusive drunken father and an emotionally disconnected mother. My parents, Meeka and Jason Blackwood, were the former gammas of the Red Cresent Pack which was our home. My father was caught peeking into the girl's bathroom and he was demoted. We were not banished from the pack because he claimed that he never actually put his hands on any of the girls, so he was demoted and forced to live on the outskirts of the pack. He wasn’t my father, my mother married him when I was four. I never met my biological father but sometimes I wonder what features I get from him, like my large brown almond eyes, or how I sometimes snore in my sleep. Who knows really, my mom claims that he left us and Wes so depressed all the time. I knew the reason was because she knew what her husband was doing and now the pack knew too. Once the rumors started floating through the pack my mom stopped leaving the house and stopped speaking unless it was a quick one-word response to questions. When she stopped talking my step-father started drinking; this is when the abuse started and it was all directed towards me because my mother was already broken. I started to suspect that the rumors about my stepfather were true when he started to stare at me as I walked around the house. I began to like cleaning at night, usually, he would be passed out drunk. He started noticing this habit and he would force me to clean while he was awake. This went on for a week, a week of him watching me clean the house that he would destroy. I guess he needs to devise ways to make my life harder. Little did I know, he was thinking of all the ways I wanted to discover my new body. The eighth day after my 13th birthday was the day that I knew that my life would be forever altered and I would never be the same. I was cleaning the kitchen after I had cooked dinner. I was doing my best to hurry and complete the task of cleaning because I knew my father was watching me from behind while sipping his beer. I finished the last dishes, dried my hands, and began to slowly turn around to head back to my closet of a room. I was not fully aware that my stepfather had made his way across the living room and was standing in the middle of the kitchen swaying. Before I knew what was happening, I was on the floor. My face was burning and I knew that my face was going to be swollen in the morning. I tried to get up, but there was a weight on top of me and I couldn’t move. I turned my head to see that my step-father was straddling me while drinking his half-empty beer. I began to panic, I thrashed under his weight and a few drops of beer flowed out of his mouth and onto my bare stomach. I couldn’t speak and I could barely breathe. His free hand made its way under my shirt and I squeezed my eyes shut hoping that this moment was just a bad dream and I was going to wake up. I wasn’t sleeping and I made this realization when I heard his belt buckle clank together and when I heard my shorts ripping, I knew I was not going to wake up because I was not dreaming. This was happening, my step-father was going to take the very thing that was meant for my mate to take. I tried to fight but it only made him more eager to take me, it felt like it went on forever. The feeling of my step-father sliding in and out of me. The feeling of his hands touching every part of me leaving each spot burning with disgust. The feeling of his breath on my neck as he found the pleasure in taking my innocence. I kept my eyes closed and didn't even realize I had been crying until I felt his hands on my face and wiping my stray tears away. He leaned down and I felt his breath on my neck, I fought the urge to vomit when I heard him grunt. He moved fast to pull himself out of me and the next thing I knew, the was a warm and thick liquid on my stomach. I don't remember getting off that floor, but I somehow made it to the shower and into bed. Somehow I knew that what had happened on that kitchen floor was not the only time. *End excerpt* This was not the life that Autumn was meant to have, she was meant for something better but there are things people at play that know of her destiny. Her destiny to bring upon a better world or to send the word into complete darkness. Will she follow the path of good and use her past as a way to help others or will she take her past and fall into the darkness that will suck the world down with her? Follow her story and watch how her life unfolds.