Savior

Chapter 1

chapter 1

Isabelle POV

Sometimes I don't think I was ever meant to be happy. I don't even think I was meant to be born.

My pack hates me. My alpha wants me dead. And my parents don't want me. The only person who has ever adored me was my Luna. She was always taking up for me. That was until she died. 3 years ago I was sitting outside, playing hide and seek with Luna Elizabeth, and some rogues breached our borders. She told me to run right before she shifted. I mind linked my mother and told her that rogues were fighting the Luna but she didn't believe me. I watch in horror when three rogues team up on her. I call her name and she looks over to me. Our eyes connected. I watched as the life left her eyes. Only then did a long, mourningful, Alpha's cry come. Minutes later, most of the pack showed up. They didn't want to hear my story. My mom lied, said that I never tried to mind link her. That was the day my life became hell. That was the day I lost the one person who cared. That was the day that I wish I would've died.

"LISTEN WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!" My Alpha yells at me. My head snaps to the side, and the sound registers before the pain does. He slapped me.

I look to the floor, not daring to meet his eyes. I was 14 when she died. How could I have killed her? Why would I kill her?

''We have people coming over in a few days, between now and then if you are not servicing me, you are to be cleaning." he commands.

"Yes, Alpha." He turns around and I wait to be dismissed. "Your dismissed mutt." he mumbled. I physically wince at the name. Mutt. Aren't we all dogs?  

I turn around and silently make my way out of his office. When I close his door I turn and make my way to the kitchen to cook dinner. We have a big pack, consisting of about 160 wolves. When I make it to the kitchen, I look around to see if the other omegas have decided to cook. As usual, they haven't. Looks like I'm going to be slaving again.. Omegas are the lowest ranking pack members. They require more protection than the other pack members. It takes me an hour, but I finally have the food done, and the omegas take it to the table. They only take it to the table because they take credit for my work. Of course, I don't say anything. I just sit in the corner, waiting for them to get finished eating so that I can clean. I wipe the counters and the stove and make my way out of the kitchen.

All of my pack members occupy multiple dining tables in our oversized dining room.

My alpha is pathetic. He has always based everything  on money. We have this big pack house, full of shallow, dependent wolves, who do nothing to help me clean. It seems like the more that I clean, the dustier it seems  to get. I walk out of the dining room, cleaning bucket in hand, and made my way to the living area. It too, is oversized. I walk over to the big flat screen tv and I start there.

I got done with most of it before my Alpha's voice came through my head. "Where the hell are you! Come clean this mess!"

I grab my cleaning supplies and put it by the wall, for me to come back to later, and then head to the kitchen. They don't even try to clean up after themselves.

I take all the dishes off of the table and take them to the kitchen. Dishwasher or by hand ? I decided to put them in the dishwasher, save me some time. I walk back to the dining room and start to clean the long tables.

I finish around an hour later and make my way back to the living area to finish cleaning. All of the wolves of my pack are either sleeping, out, or partying, so the living area is empty. I take my cleaning bucket and began to clean..again. I was interrupted by someone pushing me down, causing me, everything that was in my hand, and in the bucket in front of me, to fall.

Another beating. For no reason at all.A kick. A punch. Another kick. Two more punches. That continues until they get tired. But before they leave they always make sure to tell me something..

"Tell the alpha and I will have your head.." I flinch when I see another punch coming for my face, only for it to stop, leaving me looking like a fool.

I nod my head and force myself to stand back to my feet. Since I'm a werewolf, my body is already healing, the blue fading to pink and then back to my normal skin color.

I get  up and finish cleaning the living area. When I get done, I head to the kitchen and finish putting up the dishes, just wanting the day to be over.

I sigh again, and think to myself. 4 more days. 4 more days of this hell until I can find my mate and leave. I hope it is not someone from this pack. The Alpha told everyone, mainly me, that if my mate was to be apart of this pack, I am to be a rogue, along with him. But if my mate is not here... I still have to be a rogue. Only thing is I have nowhere to go. I have nobody to turn to. My parents would not become rogues for me, so I'm stumped.

I shake my head to clear my thoughts and make my way to my room. It shouldn't even be considered a room. It's the attic. I thought that with this big 4 story house, it would have a big attic, but no. It doesn't. Its smaller than the average room. I have a mattress, and a small blanket. I barely have clothes, just enough to get me through a week.

Grabbing the small blanket, I pull it around me, and leaned back against the wall. It's freaking freezing up here, despite it being summer. I close my eyes and let sleep take me, not before praying to the moon goddess, and asking her to take my pain away.