POV From an unknown person
I was exhausted, but I had to keep running, keep going further and further. My life depended on it. I knew I was strong, stronger than any Alpha in this world, but this damned pack had tried to drug me and subjugate me. All because no one knew my origins.
I am an orphan, without family, without belonging to the pack and without a name. When Alpha Drake massacred my pack, my parents had hidden me, far from the fighting. I was found a few days later when I was starving. I had refused to give my name, mom had told me never to give it to anyone, unless it was a trusted person, so I had been nicknamed Cinderella. What an irony of fate. I had been, since the day I was five, the slave child of the pack. At the age of nine, I was already making meals for the one hundre
