Saving Herself

Chapte One Lily

Screaming I wake up in a cold sweat. The same Reoccuring nightmare that has plagued my dreams for the past nine almost ten years now. My dear parents, oh how I wish

I had been strong enough to save you. How I wish I didnt have to watch our very pack create the lies that led to your demise. I guess its story time..

My name is Lily and like i was saying nearly ten years ago on my eighth birthday I had to winess the very people who had sworn to protect us bring my parents to their

knees which led to their death. Witches, or so they were wrongly accused. Yes my mother had the power to heal people, but it wasnt witch craft and it brought her pain when

she had to use this power, yet being the sweet person she was she didnt care that when she healed someone that whatever had happened to the person, would then spring to life

on her. For instance , if she healed something as simple as a cut on someones arm, the very same cut would then appear on her. It was honestly painful to watch her heal

pack member after pack member.

Not only that but those same pack members eventually turned on her accusing her and my father of being witches. Or at least the beta did. As soon as the alpha had

left for the annual alpha summet meeting the beta took advantage of the situation of being in control and wrongfully accused my parents. He was in love with my mother always

wanting her to be his mistress, but she was mated to my father. I was raised in a pack, but that was

only because like I said the beta always had some weird infatuation with my mother. She of course was never comfortable with this, but we couldnt fight them.

My parents always wanted to leave, my dad being a werewolf and my mom human they wanted to live in a human comminity, but couldnt. The beta was pure evil and He had to

many friends that backed him up when he lied about her being his true mate saying she chose my father as her chosen.

The liar got away with everything then one day he came before the pack saying that he had found his true mate and that my mother had cursed him into thinking she was

his true mate. That led to the old fashioned witch hunt. Yes, my parents were caught and tied to a stake. These people were barbaric and stupid. If you dont know about the

old hunts, its when one of a few things happened, in this instance they were burned alive and if the could withstand the flames they were witches, and the would then be hung

to death but if they couldnt people were wrong and innocemce died anyway. Of course my parents died liuke that and were proved innocent and the worst part was I was forced

watch with them saying I was the daughter of this evil witch.

I did what any normal eight year old would do and I screamed in a panic crying my eyes out until the only remaining part of my parents were the ashes with where they

once stood. Once the people realized their mistake I was released to where i immediately ran to the platform ignoring the burning of the soles of my feet and began gathering

their ashes in my tiny hands begging them to come back to me. The inncident wqas enough to scar me to life. Of course the beta being the evil man he was grabbed me and forced

me to return to the pack house with him where he tied me in the dungeon and began to whip me with a bull whip breaking skin with every c***k telling me if I ever spoke of what

really happened I would meet the smae fate and my worthless parents.

I endure the same torture everyday for a solid week until the alpha returned and found me. At first the torture hurt, but about the third day with my tiny body so weak

and numb eventually I guess the goddess finally took pity on me and the whip only felt like small pin pricks on my skin. The beta thought I had just been to hoarse to scream anymore

and to weak to continue fighting. What he didnt know was he lit a fire within me causing a burning hatred that had spread from my very soul for vengence. One day he would endure

every pain he had brought upon me and eventually his demise would be the same he brought my parents. Instant death would be to kind for him. No, I would make sure he didnt get

to be gifted with that kindness. He would suffer and it would be by my hands.

Now a week before my eighteenth birthday I have grown stronger. Though I havent met my wolf yet, I knew she has always been there on the sideline having to silently

watch and endure everything with me. I knew she would be strong, and I knew she would help me.

Being my mothers child I had inherited the same gift of healing, but I would never let my pack member know that. I found out one day when I found a tiny injured bird. It's wing broken

and feeling the same as this bird, repressed and unable to fly away from my past and grievences I began to cry over it until an undeniable pain began to shoot up my arm and I transferred

the broken apendage to myself. I was shocked to say the least but the bird was even more shocked I think. it immediately swooped from my hands and began to fly around in immense happiness.

On that day I gained my first friend. I was ten at the time and now seven years later bird is still with me. Since I cant tell if its a boy or a girl I just call it Charlie. Now I rarely

go anywhere without my feathery companion.

Sigh, I guess I better get up since I cant sleep anyway and im only wasting valueable time in my thoughts. Sliding out of bed, if you can even call my tiny uncomfotable

cot a bed, I immediately rush out of the store closet in the packhouse and sneak to the public showers. I knew if I got caughtit would just wind up in todays reason for torture, but I was

beginning to not be able to stand my own stench. I quickly washed my hair and body and even the one of the two sents of clothes I owned under the water. They expect me to use

the stream out back, but being winter I will catch my death out there. After finishing up I sneak back to my "room" for my other set of clothes hanging these to dry.

Being in this room did have its advantes and since it was only 4am, I flicked on the television and popped in the martial arts DVD I had been using to train my body. I

I was nowhere near a master, but I like to think I knew enough to defend myself when the time finally comes for it. Muting the T.V. I began the process ending with the usual meditation

that I could never enjoy due to it wanting to last another hour and I had to make breakfast for the entire pack. Breakfast was no longer a big deal for me so rushing to the kitchen

I began my usual spread. Yes, the alpha used to feel sorry for me, but because he didnt know the whole story with my parents, his kindness eventually faded over a years time and so since I

was nine I because the packhouse slave.

He said it was because I needed to make my own way for living here since I couldnt pay rent yet, but even when I was able to get a job he continued to work me here then saying

why pay when you could just work for your living here. To me it was complete bullshit. I knew better I wasnt dumb even though I was forced from school by the time I was eleven. The new excuse

being they couldn't afford my education. A complete eyerolling excuse. I knew the pack had plenty of funds. I did the shopping I knew we were FAR from hurting for money. They just wanted

to keep me under their thumb.

Finishing the batter for the blueberry muffins The luna loved so much I popped those in the oven to begin on the bacon, eggs, sausage, toast, bisquits, gravy, and breakfast potatos for everyone

else. Goddess I hated being their maid, they wouldnt even let me eat my own food claiming it would be a waste. I was forced a single bowl of oatmeal in the morning, but I guess it

could have been worse, it could have been nothing. As the timer went off I grabbed the frash muffins from the oven, the smell making my mouth water. If only I could sneak one, but that is not a chance

I am willing to take any longer. Last time I was forced to go three days without food. Pure torture if youre the one making it.

I immediately brought everything to the table as I started the morning coffee before I heard the packhouse beginning to wake up. Mumbling to myself that I only had a week left before I

met my wolf and denounce this worthless pack and run as far away as I could, I began hearing their pounding footsteps coming down the stairs. Putting the carraf of Orange juice and Apple juice

on the table I immediately went back for the coffee and milk. This was my least favorite part of the day, Its like when my pack went to sleep they dreamed up new ideas to make me miserable

and just couldnt wait to use them in the morning.

"What the HELL is this crap" Sheila my worst nightmare immediately screamed in my face.

"Breakfast. Like its is every morning" I immediately replied with an eyeroll. Okay, so I know my sarcastic comments and self confidence only brought me pain in the end, but I couldn't control

my mouth. You would think I liked the punishment.

"I told you yesterday I was on a diet and I could no longer eat what you call 'breakfast' in the morning. I need my egg whites and turkey bacon! Skylar turns eighteen in a few days and I don't

want to look as fat as you do when he announces me as his mate to the pack! Now hurry up and go make mine!" she screams as she throws the plate at my head barely giving me time to duck

for safetly.

I turn around hearling her laugh meniacally behind me. Sheila was the betas b***h of a daughter it was no wonder she was as evil as he was. As I enter the kitchen I begin on her breakfast wishing

to the moon Goddess I could poison her food, but alas I knew I couldn't. as a lightbuld went off in my head i immediately turned to grab the tasteless powder laxative from the cabinet and spinkled it in

with her eggs. I know I must have some death wish, but have you ever heard pay backs a b***h? Well the b***h is back. With a smirk i was trying to wipe off my face before I reappeared in the dining room

I dropped off her plate and began the process of cleaning her previous plate off the floor.

"Clumsy as usualy this morning useless?" I hear Skylar behund me as I finishing sweeping up the broken plate.

"Talk to your b***h of a girlfriend who is stupid enough to think you're going to choose her as your mate" I began my snide remark only to be slapped by the b***h I didnt know was standing

beside him... Oops.

"Don't you dare lie about me, and you'll see I can already feel that he's mine. We will be mates chosen by the moon Goddess!" Screamed Sheila who was once again inches from my face.

I honestly couldnt help myself when I smirked slightly and said "Thats called a psychotic obsession. Unless you have the gift of sight theres no way to know dumbass." I turely can't save myself

from this sarcastic mouth of mine. I really need to learn how to control myself. Oh well. Out of the

corner of my eye I swear I caught a hint of a smile on Skylars face before it returned to his usualy emotionless one.

"Skylar are you really just going to stand there and let her speak to me like this? First she lies about her own mess and mistake the she insults us." Sheila wined in her annoying voice.

"You need to apologize right now lily." Skylar says.

"BUT..." I interuppeted as usual.

"ARE YOU CHALLENGING YOUR FUTURE ALPHA!?! I SAID APOLOGIZE NOW!" Skylar yelled and Sheila smirked at me behind his back.

Forced to submit to the future alpha though his command had no effect on me i hung my head and apologized "I'm sorry Sheila" Then i smiled to myself remembering the laxative shes still unaware she ate

and couldnt help chuckling whating for the explosion. This was the wrong move by me I was grabbed by my forearm and drug to the basement for my punishment for "challenging" my future alpha.

If he only knew what it really was. "You know the drill, shirt off and on your knees" to which I hesitantly obeyed. I'll go easy on you since it's still morning and the pack house needs to be cleaned for my upcming party

only eight lashes today." I roll my eyes and await the all to familiar sting, and my new trophies I'm to carry on my back. Just because it no longer hurt didn't mean I enjoyed the scars. I was self

concious about them. Not that I was looking forward to it, but what would my future mate think? He probably wouldn't want me. As tears pricked my eyes for these thoughts, the almighty Skyler

of course thought he was breaking me finally.

After my "deserved" punishment I was left on the floor to my own thoughts with my traitorous tears streaming down my face. Weak, ugly, stupid, usless, all the things that people call me

running through my head. I got up and looked into the shining silver of the water heater using it as a make shift mirror, sneering at my dirty blonde hair and green blue eyes, my small nose and heart shaped face with my tiny

five foot frame. I looked weak and after years of mental abuse along with the physical I began to believe the face I once saw as delecate and beautiful just like a complete replica of my mothers, was hideous.

Plus my hidden scars, to top it off I beleived there was nothing intriguing about me. Feeling a little weaker from the blood loss, it was times like me I wished I could heal myself, but with the way my ability worked

sadly I had to wait for them to dissipate on their own. Thank Goddess I healed faster than most. Something I would never question for fear it to may be taken away from me. Getting up I set about my daily chores, used to the

ungrateful eyes of the pack house members and the teasing and pranks that were on todays list of activities for them.

After straightening up the place and dusting around, finishing the clothes and whatever else people decided I needed to do it was lunch time so I set off to the kitchen to begin my process only

to stop in my tracks from the sounds coming from the pantry. Hesitantly I had to open the door because without the ingrediants that rested inside I couldnt make lunch and no lunch meant more punishment,

I was suprised to find Skylar inside balls deep in not Sheila, but Scarlett. One of the omegas who also chipped in on my daily tourment. "Oh my Goddess" She screamed. "What are you doing in here?"

Skylar of course never missed a beat and continued ramming the slut chasing his own release.

Rolling my eyes "It's lunch time and if you two are done I need the bread and soups from the shelf behund you, of course you could always pass them to me." Unaffected by my snarky comment Skylar shoved himself into

Scarlett with one last angry thrust and pulled his pants up walking away like nothing happened.

"Thats It?!? I didn't even finish" Scarlett screech making me gag at the whole thing.

"Should have paid more attention" Replied Skylar continuing to the stairs still completely unbothered by her reaction.

"Thanks A LOT you useless b***h" Scarlett screamed at me.

I rolled my eyes "Can I get the stuff for lunch now that you're done" I smirked at her to which she huffed slamming past me not missing the chance to knock into my shoulder as she walked by. "Give my regards

to Sheila" I screamed after her knowing I hit a nerve with her since Sheila was her supposed best friend.

"If I hear youve even said a word about this to Sheila I won't hesitate to kill you." She screamed back. I of course had no intention of getting into that drama. I didn't care about either of them,

and I'd probably be called a liar anyway.

After sanatizing the pantry as much as I could, because thats just disgusting, I set out for the tomato soup and toast on todays lunch menu barely finishing on time awaiting the pack members. Running to the bathroom

to do my business I couldn't help but be satisfied from the cries of who I knew were Sheila a stall over creating the worst smell I had ever had to endure in my life, must have been something she ate I chuckled at my

own devious thoughts. Serves her right. I ran back to my room because I had a moment to rest for the day and I didnt want to suffer watching everyone else eat when I didnt get lunch, only breakfast and supper.

I grabbed my favorite romance novel and got lost in my own little world only coming up for air when I knew it was dinnertime and I had to. The rest of the day passed with me on auto pilot with me wishing the rest of the

week could do the same.