The Alpha's Abused Daughter

I sat there thinking what did I do to deserve this. This time I Showed too much Cleavage. My so-called father has given me another beating. I do not understand why what did I do. Since my mother left with my brother, my father has been taking it out on me. "You... Look... Just... Like...Her...You...Stupid...Slut" he says out of breath from whipping me with the buckle of his belt, All I can do is cowardly curl up in a corner and cop the hiding. I know now not to make a sound, I learnt that from the past. The last time I told him to stop, he ripped my top and my half of my bra and sliced crossed my chest. I know if I don't make eye contact or say anything the beatings don't last as long. I understand why my mother left; my father used to beat her and r**e her daily. But why didn’t she take me? Why leave me? I hate her for it but also so envy her, I wish I dared to do the same. No point thinking about this now, just head down and think of a better place. My father Warwick is a mean and nasty Alpha of a small coast pack. No wolf in their right mind stays longer than 6 months unless they are complete psychopaths as well. I'm almost 18 which means I'm coming close to Turning and getting ready for mating. I don't want to be mated off to another pack but I am willing to do anything to get out of here if it means having to pretend to like s*x with another wolf I will do it. Sad isn't it? My only form of happiness is some fated mate. He finally stops out of exhaustion or maybe I looked blooded up enough "Now look what you made me do. This is your fault. If you didn't do things to anger me this would happen, If I see you looking like that again it will be far worse. I'm trying to protect you and make you worthy to mate off, no dog will want a whore." he says still with anger in his eyes. "Go clean yourself up you look like f*****g dog" I sit there for 5 mins collecting myself. What if he is right, What if I do make him do this to me. I just hope the Alpha or wolf I'm mated off to will not be as cruel. I head to the mirror in my bedroom to address my look. Indeed in fact I do look like a dog. I turn to look at my back I have 1 maybe 2 deep cuts the rest are welts. Not the worst I have had. I try not to screech while wiping the blood off my back. I Jump into the shower and wash the filth off me that I feel. I feel like this after every time I get in trouble, I just want to leave, my only escape is school and even there I'm not noticed. I blow dry my long strawberry blonde hair and decide that will opt for a long jumper and ripped jeans topped off with my white converse. I'm going to be late now lucky I can run faster than most. I need loose clothing on my back until I heal. One good thing about being a wolf, healing in half the time. still doesn't take the pain away or the scars. I sneak out of the house to go to school. I don't want to upset him any more than I already did. I know by the time I get home my father will feel guilty and buy me something stupid to make sure I don't tell anyone. I'm sick of it all. I wonder what my mother and brother are up to. My Brother Josh is my Twin. When we were younger he used to annoy me so much but now that he is gone it is like I am missing half of myself. At least Josh could have stood up to him, and could have taken over as alpha. "FREYA" I hear but I tried to pretend I don't hear my name being called. ":FREYA" This time a big slap across the back, I shiver with pain. "Oh I didn't mean to scare you," Lawrence says while taking a step back and almost tumbling over his own feet. "it is alright I just didn't hear you" I lied. " Can I walk with you to school?" I would much rather be alone but he looks so lost "sure, but only if we don't talk, I have a headache coming" he just smiled and we walked in silence.