Saving Andrea

I'm screaming. Screaming as loudly as I can begging my parents to change their minds and end all this. I am fifteen and my parents are selling me to our discusting alpha. normally Were wolves can find their mates once they turn eighteen and shift for the first time. But our alpha is fourty three years old and I guess he is tired of waiting and has decided he wants me. I continue to scream and beg as my parents glare at me and the alpha chuckles as his guards drag me down the gravel drive way and towards the pack house. My long curly black hair is whipping around in the harsh summer breeze and sweat drips down my forehead and into my bright bluish green eyes, making them feel like they are burning. I continue screaming begging for anyone to come and save me, even thou I already know that isn't going to happen. No one will go against Alpha Judson for fear he will go after their families for defying him. Pack members hear my screams and pleas but they turn their heads after giving me sympathetic looks. I'm trying to understand why my parents could do this to me. I know they were upset I was born a girl, and they blamed me for not being able to have anymore children. meaning they would never have their male heir to take over father's beta position. It's the reason I have always trained so hard. it's why I've never fought back when my father would hit or beat me if I messed up a fight or stumbled a step. I wanted to make up for something I couldn't control. But for him it never seemed to be good enough. My mom is just as bad. When I came out a girl they were disappointed but figured they could try again, but as the years passed and no other children came they concluded that I was unfortunately the only child they were going to get. I feel she blamed me for dads anger and therefore, her unhappiness. She would often watch my father kick me whenever I faltered, and even joined in from time to time. I always took it. thinking I could one day make them proud. apparently I was wrong. The only thing I was good for was being traded for a few months worth of beer money. Great parents they turned out to be. I'm dragged out of my thoughts when I'm brought to a cellar door and thrown down the stairs. the guards follow after me. I hit the cold, concrete floor hard and grunt out in pain. I try to catch my bearings but the guards are already beside me and wrapping their hands I'm my hair and dragging me thru the dungeon that sits underneath the pack house. I wiggle and buck around trying to free myself from their grips while prisoners in the cells look at me to see what is going on. The guards continue to drag me untill we get to my cell. they throw me in and onto the bed. I scream as i feel the silver cuffs being tightened around my wrists and ankles. I may not be of age to shift yet but silver still burns my skin on contact. I scream and buck my hips trying to free myself from their grasp but it's no use. The guards walk out of my cell once I'm secured and in walks alpha Judson. He walks up to me and caresses my cheek seductively. "Andrea you need to calm down. this will be so much easier for you if you just cooperate. I know your not eighteen yet but I figured taking you now would give you time to get use to being mine." he stated. he ran his fingers over my lips and I took the opportunity to bite as hard as I could. he yelped and pulled his hand back. his once seductive touch gone and replaces by painfully punches to the face. He sighs and then chuckles. "The hard way it is then" and with that he pulls out a silver knife and begins cutting off my tank top I scream as he not only cuts off my shirt but also cuts into my abdomen. blood coats my belly as he moves on to removing my jean shorts. my head becomes fuzzy from losing so much blood and I can no longer fight and pull against the silver cuffs. All I can think as he climbed on top of me was "This isn't how my life is suppose to be."..... *TWO YEARS LATER* It's been an entire year since I was bought from my parents. My once vibrant tan skin that glowed like it was kissed by the sun is now dull and covered in white scars. The alpha and some of his guards frequently come down to torture and rape me. It has become the normal since I still fight against them. My many scars tell the story of my fight. I will never stop trying to fight them. They all discussed me and my wolf Alou. I shifted for the first time on my 17th birthday just like all other werewolves. But unlike the others I was only able to stay in wolf form for a few moments before my weakened state forced me back into my human form. I am constantly in silver shackles which is extremely weakening for wolves. it burns our skin and weakens us to a point where we cannot use our wolf senses at all. which as you can imagine totally sucks. To give you a bit of back story all werewolves shift into their wolf forms for the first time when we turn seventeen. then we have an entire year to train our wolves and ourselves before we reach eighteen Which is the age of maturity for a werewolf. Once we turn eighteen we gain the ability to find our mate and have a family. You see female werewolves thankfully cannot get pregnant untill they turn eighteen. I say thankfully because if that was not the case I probably would already have at least one pup, and it wouldn't have been with my mate. my wolf and I are hoping to escape soon, as we do not want to have a pup with any of these nasty nasty men that come down just to torture us. especially Alpha Judson. He's the one who made this my life. He became greedy. He bought me from my parents at the age of sixteen because he has never found his mate and therefore has not conceived an heir to carry on the alpha title when he retires. your probably wondering why he took me at fifteen since I cannot yet have pups. well he decided he wanted a few years to beat me into cooperating with being his breeder. But he picked the wrong girl. my parents are the beta's of our pack, but the day I shifted I learned a little secret. The man I thought was my father isn't actually my father. My wolf is an Alpha wolf which means my father is an Alpha. I just wonder who it is and also if he knows of my existence. And if he does know of my existence why hasn't he come for me? Alphas tend to be protective over their children, as they are the future of their legacy as Alpha. my train of thought is broke when I hear the door to the dungeon open and cringe into the corner of my cell.i know what's coming.I have memorized the guards rotation and I think I finally have a plan to get out of here. I will be eighteen in just five short months and I would rather kill myself trying to escape then be marked by that evil bastard of an alpha. I want to give myself a chance to have the life I deserve. I want to find out who my real father is and find out why he never came for me. I would also like to find my mate, but with the way my body looks now I doubt he will want me. I shake off the pain of that thought as I watch Dave the guard makes his way over to my cell and let's himself in. the first thing I notice is that he's alone. this could be my chance to get the hell out of here. He smirks and me as he comes closer "the Alpha had to go away on business and asked me to keep you entertained. don't worry the other guards got the night off. I didn't want to have an audience" he stated and I can't help but slightly grin. he just signed my ticket to freedom. I begin to mentally prepare myself going over what I remember of my training before I was locked up in here. As soon as he turned his back to lock the door I pounced and slammed his head into the silver bars of my cell over and over again. I then wrap my silver chains around his neck. I hear him whimper as he tries to fight me off but he can't breath and soon collapsed onto the floor unconscious. I quickly reach into his pocket and take out the keys that unlock my silver cuffs and release my hands reveling the burns and scars they have left over the years I then take his weapons. he has a few silver knives, a sword and a large fighting stick that can separate into two blades. I grabbed his Wallet in search of money. he had about three hundred dollars and I quickly tucked into my dirty bra. once I have everything I can take i lock him into my cell and run down the coordinator to the exit. I pop my head out of the door and study the area to make sure no one will see me escaping. It's dark but there is no one as far as I can see. I run out the door and sprint as fast as I can across the long open training field. I need to get into the woods as quickly as possible without being seen. it's my best chance at getting some distance between us. I quickly reach the forest but I don't stop running, even if my body is screaming in pain from being stuck in a cramped silver cell for the past two years. I sprint thru the woods jumping over fallen trees as I don't want to waste time walking around them. After I'd been running for about an hour I can feel a jolt of energy and quickly realize I'm officially out of blood moons territory. I'm free.