The Wolf's Strange Song

*TRIGGER WARNING: tough situation ahead* Darkness. Endless and cold darkness engulfs me, but I feel no fear or concern. There is something relaxing and tranquil about this place. Almost like I am home or at least somewhere very familiar. A tiny bubble floats up in front of my face, barely visible in this abyss. Slowly, I noticed more bubbles creeping past my vision around me. In the distance I could see faint dark shadows streaking by. More bubbles rise from the depth slowly surrounding me, tickling my skin as they slide past. Soon my vision is covered in a multitude of different sized bubbles. Suddenly, a loud noise starts ringing in my ears, drawing my attention away and causing the scene before me to slowly fade away. BANG! BANG! BANG! Someone pounded on my door violently. You would think there was an emergency, but this is normal for me. I roll over in my bed and look at the clock on my nightstand. Well, more like a table I made from various screws, legs and wood I have found lying around. The red letters blare "6:00 A.M." into my sleep-deprived eyes. Getting to bed at 4 a.m. last night left me with little time to sleep. I would have gotten to bed at midnight but "someone" decided to knock over a HUGE bag of rice in the kitchen. I had to stay and pick up every grain BY HAND. Per the alpha's orders, I was blamed for knocking it over. That person I despise the most snickered in the background as I got scolded . . . again . . . for their doing. "Speak Of the Devil!" I think to myself through the banging, right as a shrill annoying valley girl-eque voice rips through my room. "Hey freak! You're late and we are all starving and waiting for breakfast. If you don't get us food right now, you will be punished." is forcefully shouted at me through the door. Thankfully, I live far enough in the basement that it won't wake up the entire house, or I will be in trouble for it too. My name is Pearl. Just Pearl. I was told I was found wondering on the pack borders when I was just 4 years old. The Luna at the time, Luna Grace Bomelf, took pity on me and raised me as one of her own. She read to me, sang to me, took me shopping, and anything else a kid would want. She had 2 boys and always wanted a girl. Sadly, she had a difficult time with her youngest's pregnancy, which left her unable to have more. She always wanted a girl and so she raised me as the daughter she wished she had. Alpha Cas Bomelf wasn't close with me, and honestly, only put up with me because it made is love happy. I was only shown affection by the Luna. Even her 2 sons were made to stay away from me, on Alpha's orders. She had an older son, Bo Max Bomelf, who was 4 years older than me. Her youngest was 2 years older than me and his name was Mason Wenli Bomelf. Sadly, 2 years after I was given a home in the Hushed Moon Pack, The Luna fell ill. Our kind do not get sick unless poisoned. No one could figure out who poisoned her, though I had an idea. The Alpha's new Luna, the Gamma's Daughter, Claire. She was always seducing the Alpha and shooting daggers from her eyes at the Luna. Also, she was the first to point a finger at me. Even though I was only 6 at the time, she made everyone question me and demonize me. The only reason I am not dead is because they had no evidence it was me. They just wanted to blame someone and I was that person. Many were jealous of how close I was to the Luna, so it was not hard for them to turn their backs on me. I was stripped of all my belongings except a few essentials and thrown into a room in the basement. I had a pile of hay to lay on and a toilet in the open and that was it. The room had no door on it and I am pretty sure it was used as hay storage for winter back in the day. Over the years, I was able to find things to make it more homey. First, I got a door, then I got an old bed frame and fixed it up. I managed to make my bedside table and a wall covering the toilet. It was only made out of scrap wood I could find or long branches I managed to sneak down here. I'd often not be allowed to eat the food with everyone else, so I would have to go catch wild rabbits for food. I used their hide as a rug once I dried it out. This was my life from that moment in time until now. I will turn 18 in 1 week and hope I get a wolf. The previous Luna believed I would have one and it was going to be special. Usually you get your wolf at 16, which I didn't. I am hoping I am just a late bloomer and will get it at 18 like a few others have. Not many have gotten them late, but a handful in history have. Every morning I replay my life in my head as I rush to get ready and get to making breakfast on time, just like this morning. Training starts at 7 so I need to have the food out by 6:30 or I will be punished. As much as I hate Vanessa, I am happy she banged on my door. I was about to sleep in. Vanessa is the Alpha and Luna's daughter. She is 2 years younger than me.She is a spoiled brat that causes me mayhem on the daily. She isn't as pretty as the other Alpha females by far, so she always dresses slutty and wears a ton of makeup. Only real desperate men want to date her, but most just want to have fun with her. She is only 15 but already has a reputation amongst men. How the Alpha hasn't caught her, I have no idea. Probably because he is always having his own fun with that traitor of a woman. I refuse to call her Luna. I may have gotten a few beatings because I refuse to recognize her as my Luna. Mom will always be my Luna. I never knew my real mom, so the Luna is all I had. As I am finishing these thoughts, I am in the kitchen plating the heaping pile of bacon, scrambled eggs, sausages, buttered toasts and fruit salad. I put all the food on a rolling cart along with a bunch of coffee, orange juice and milk. Rolling it through the massive double doors, I am greeted with hungry eyes and disgusted looks. Without making eye contact, I quickly put the food on the serving table for the buffet-style breakfast, and then I left promptly. I can hear the wolves descending on the fresh food I made as I hung up my apron just past the double doors. The kitchen staff will take care of the breakfast plates and dishes while I have other chores to do. I had to sweep the entire pack house from the top floor down. I get to use a vacuum but it barely makes a difference with the size of the place. There is the top floor for the Alpha nd their family, then the next is the Beta's floor for them and their family. Below that, the Gamma and Delta share a floor, along with mates and children they may have. Then there's the office and meeting floor, the library floor (yes, an entire floor), the Rec Room floor, then the bottom floor. The bottom floor stretches out both ways to house the kitchen, pack dining room, formal dining room, seating area, basketball court, gym, indoor heated pool (dressing rooms and showers included), and a beautiful sun room over looking the pack lands. The pack house sits higher up above the other buildings as the pack lands are at the base of a mountain with wood on either side. The land slopes down, housing the elite at the top, the rich below them, the shops below that and the regular houses below. Finishing up the last chore for the day, I headed to my room. I grabbed a thin night gown and undergarments I had, toiletries, a wash cloth and a towel. I made my way to the first floor bathroom to clean myself up. It was only a half bath so I did all my washing with the washcloth and the sink. I could only rinse my hair out with water as I was never given shampoo or conditioner. Hell, I never even got a bar of soap, so my entire body was just wiped down with water. I was thankful that I at least had this nightgown and decent under garments. The clothing shop owner is one of the few people in this pack that treats me kindly. Ms. Harper was close to the Luna and was deeply affected by her passing. She too believes the current Luna is the culprit, as the Gamma's daughter always talked about how she could be a better Luna and praised the Alpha's good looks constantly. In fact, the day of the funeral, Alpha was caught screwing her before he had to go up on stage to say a few words. He loved his Luna but he never respected her. The previous Luna caught him in bed with many women before, but her belief in the mate bond kept her by his side. Now that trash heap is by his side and no one is happy about it other than the Gamma family. I could go to Ms. Harper more often for nice clothes, but I don't want her to get into trouble so I wear them until they are too thin or torn. Looking at the night gown on me, I'd say it's about time I asked for a new one . . . . and new undergarments. You can just BARELY see my n*****s under my clothes. With my hair wrapped up and my stuff put back into the little basket, I took them all and headed back to my "room". Upon entering, I go straight to my bed and pull out a box from underneath. I put my toiletries in that box and looked at the clothes I had for the next day. I will have to do laundry at the small lake tomorrow night, I guess. Next to that was a box for my dirty clothes. I am at least glad that the lake is made from a fresh spring deep within the mountains. My clothes don't smell weird and stale after I wash them, as I have heard some lakes can do to your clothes. Finally, in bed, the clock reading 1:00 a.m., I slowly drift to sleep. It's been awhile since I go to bed so early and I am looking forward to it. As I am fading into an exhausted sleep, I hear my creaky door open. Now on full alert, I keep my eyes closed to listen. The next sounds I heard were the last thing I wanted. That I never wanted. "I know you aren't sleeping, my little pet. We came for a little play time with our favorite toy." A sickly shrill voice called from my doorway. "I have had a long day and need a release." came the whiny masculine voice from behind the female. It was the Beta twins, Jason and Julie Thimbras. They often come down here and harass me. Sometimes it was just a beating and sometimes more. By the way they were talking, I could tell it was going to be the ladder. Before I could say anything back, Julie was on me stuffing one of her overly perfumed handkerchiefs into my mouth. Jason was on her tail and holding my hands behind my back. Taking off and using his belt, he tied my hands together. Julie was at the head of the bed staring down at the end of the bed. Jason had yanked me down and bent me over the end of the bed, ignoring my attempts at fighting back. Tears were trailing down my face like miniature rivers and my throat was hurting from trying to scream for help behind the cloth stuffed into my mouth. Next thing I knew, my nightgown was lifted and my underwear torn off. Julie was already entertaining herself as she watched what her brother was doing to me. Jason grabbed my hair and tilted my head so I was forced to watch his sister. I heard his pants unzip as he got between my legs. Bending over me and stopping next to my ear, he whispered "If my sister tells me you close your eyes at all, then I will punish you even more." Without warning, he slams into me, raw and dry. I want to cry out in pain, but I know it will make things worse, so I just continue to take my punishment. Tears soaking my bed and noises from two of my tormentors claw at my ears. After 2 hours of torture and many position changes, I am left naked on my bed. Blood, sweat and tears add to the like stains from past torment. My gown is now torn, along with both my undergarments as I lay crying in my bed. I don't bother covering myself as I cry myself to sleep. Hoping I don't wake up to this cruel pack again. Just 6 more days until I possibly get my wolf, then I am out of here.