The Lycan king’s mate’s revenge

Ellie’s pov. ‘’Runt!!! Where are you!!’’ A high pitched shriek came from downstairs. I bolted up from my makeshift bed, consisting of a tattered blanket and an old pillow, and looked at my clock. 06:39. s**t. Quickly, I rushed up and grabbed my well worn clothes which are more like rags and flung them on, not even taking the time to go to the toilet and relieve myself. Rushing out of the room, I made it down the stairs into the kitchen when I felt a sharp burn hit my face as soon as I walked through the door. Standing in front of me was my sister Amy, her face slightly red with anger and her lips curled into a snarl. ‘’ what the f**k do you think you was doing? Have you forgotten your place in this pack?In this household? Why the f**k haven’t you made my breakfast?’’ She screamed at me. ‘’ I’m-i’m sorry. I promise it won’t happen again’’ I whispered with tears in my eyes. ‘’ Oh I know it won’t happen again’’ she laughed sinisterly. ‘’ wait until I tell dad that you was too lazy and refused to do your work. If I was you, I’d better get cooking’’. With that she stormed out of the room, making sure to shove me onto the floor as she went past. Yes. In this house, hell in this pack I’m considered nothing but a slave. I would say it was all to do with me not shifting on my 16th birthday like everyone else nearly 2 years ago, but truthfully I was treated bad even before then too, only that made it worse. I have 3 rules. One- only speak when I’m spoken too. Two- always listen and follow the commands of every pack member no matter there station. And three- remember that I deserve every punishment I’m given and that I’m a disgrace a runt to the pack. My parents are the beta family of Shadow moon pack. There’s my mum ( candice), father (John) my two twin brothers (Kyle and Jax) me and then my younger sister (Amy). My whole family despises me. They always have. I’ve been beaten near enough every day since I was old enough to even walk. At first they was clever and only marked me in places that couldn’t be seen. Of course they didn’t want others to think badly on them for abusing a child even a child that wasn’t liked by anyone. However, as I got older the cared less and even encouraged other members of the pack to join in too. I couldn’t go anywhere without people tripping me up, shoving me, throwing food at me etc. It was Hell. But of course I would have to remain silent and tell myself that I deserved this. Standing up from the cold kitchen floor, I started making this mornings breakfast frantically not wanting to make my punishment from father as bad. I made a breakfast feast considering of: pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast, muffins, beans, sausages and tomatoes. Luckily for me, I had just finished and plates everything up when everyone began to come downstairs for they’re breakfast. I looked at the time 08:15. It would be time for me to leave for school soon as I had to walk the 3 mile trip as I wasn’t allowed in the car with my family. Keeping my head bowed and looking at the white marbled floor as my family walked into the kitchen. Suddenly, I felt my hair being yanked back and I’m forced to face forward into my fathers eyes. ‘’ don’t think you’ve gotten away with a punishment runt. You’re sister has told me exactly what you’ve done this morning. I’ll find you later and give you what you deserve.’’ Nodding my head at him, I began to shake out of fear and tears started filling my eyes. As if sensing my fear, father let out a short and low chuckle. He loved the affect he had on me. ‘’ get out!.’’ He commanded. Quickly I scurried out of the room with my head still faced down not daring to look into any of their eyes, that would only make things worse. As soon as I rushed out of the room into my bedroom (the attic) I began to get ready for school. I brushed my long black hair and tied it into a bun behind my head. I also packed my rucksack with my school books. As I stood up, I began to feel light headed and I felt my stomach rumble. It’s not often that I’m allowed to have breakfast. Sometimes if I’m up early enough and make everyone’s breakfast quicker I can sneak a few things but unfortunately today wasn’t one of those days and I wasn’t going to risk feeling my father or mothers wrath if they found out. Shoes on, I left my room and began to head down the stairs where I passed my brothers. I tried to get passed them quickly without looking at the them or irritating them. However, luck wasn’t on my side when jax held out his right food and tripped me up on the stairs. I toppled down half of the stairs and landed directly on my face. My nose instantly hurt and when I lifted my head up and touched it I could see and feel blood. Probably broken, but with my werewolf healing ( despite me being unable to shift) it would begin to slowly heal soon. As I stood ip from the floor, I also feel a stabbing pain on my left side rib cage and realised that they were probably bruised if not broken too. Looking up I saw both my brothers walking off laughing to themselves. As quick as I can, with the pain I’m in, I leave the house and start the 3 mile trek to school. You would think I’d be looking forward to school. A reason to finally leave my toxic household nearly every day. But no. School is probably the same if not worse on most days. Let’s hope I have a somewhat good day today.