chapter three

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Jessibell's pov You see it's not the beeing bullied by my brother's and the other pack teens, or being a slave and a punching bag to my family or being the out cast that broke me. No that's not what did it, I mean it did contribute to it but not fully. It was not even the fact that my mate rejected me that did that or the rumers that my brother's spread and whispered into my mate's ears that did it. What broke me comes later, it's the reason that I ran. The reason that I left my home and my pack, the reason that I gave up on trying to make my brother's see that my mother's death was not my fault. You see I could deal with being a slave and the beatings and everyone bullying me, and my mate rejecting me. But I could not deal with the one thing my father and brothers took from me that I was saving for my true mate. My family took the one thing that I will never be able to get back. They took my virginity, that's right. My own family r***d me. That's what broke me fully, and thats what inspired me to surpass my own father.
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