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Chapter 1

A/N:To the side is my cover for the story. hope u lik

Chapter1~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I open my eyes to my alarm clock blaring. Glaring at the beeping machine I grabbed it and hit the snooze button on the clock and on me. Sudennly I am doused in cold water. I shot up in fright,teeth chattering. I looked up to see my tormentors the ones supposed to be my family. My brother,Jaxon and my brother's best friend who is a major player and ass,Dimitri.They were both glaring down at me harshly.I whimpered and cowered in fear. Already tensing and waiting for the first blow to hit.When it didn't come I relaxed only to get punched right after. I fell over and winced when i landed on old bruises.When I turned back around I saw Jaxon and Dimitri smiling sadisticly at my pain,waiting for me to shed a tear.The fact was that I had no more tears.When I didn't cry Jaxon growled softly.

"Wake up you lazy bitch and make breakfast.You over slept.And for over sleeping you can skip breakfast. You look like you could miss a year."

That seemed hilarious to them so they were just laughing away.And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse.

"PERSEPHONE! GET YOUR PATHETIC ASS DOWN HERE NOW!"

I cringed at the harshness of his voice. I scrambled to get up and moving.As I did so Jaxon thought it would be funny to kick my legs from under me.I fell to the floor hard.I felt a foot come down hard on my back and winced at I felt some bones break.Jaxon rolled his foot on my back.He then removed it.I scrambled back on my feet and started towards the door.Jaxon didn't think I was moving fast enough so he grabbed me by the hair and dragged me down the stairs and into the kitchen.

THere stood Alexander,my step-father,Alpha of our pack.And when we entered he glared at me menacingly. Jaxon lifted me off the ground by my hair and dropped me down hard.I stood up and looked at my step-father and cowered bacck in fear when I saw his eyes. They were pitch black.

"PERSEPHONE.WHERE IS OUR BREAKFAST HUH.YOU LAZY COW.YOU ARE THE RUNT OF THE PACK. A DISGRACE. IN ORDER TO COMPENSATE FOR BEING THE RUNT,THE WEEAK LINK YOU MUST MAKE OUR BREAKFAST.SINCE YOU CAN'T REMEMBER LET ME GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO HELP YOU REMEMBER!"

He walked toward me.I only then noticed the silver knife in his hand. I whimpered.He grabbed me roughly and shoved me down on the floor.He took the knife and dragged it agianst my skin on my neck making thin trails of blood flow down.Never removing the knife from my skin he dragged it back and down my back tearing my shirt in the process. I winced and then whimper when he dug the knife in the small of my back,cutting deeper. He then rolled me over and rose me to my knees. He removed his belt started to whip me with the buckle over and over. I cried out in pain and looked around. I noticed we had an audience.

People who were woken from the noise came to investigate. When they saw what was happening, they created a wall around us and made sure I didn't get away. I saw my sister.She was looking at me like she didn't know what to do.

I gasped when I felt the buckle get caught in my back. I screamed in agony when he yanked roughly back on it tearring a chunk of my back with it.I fell to the ground gasping in pain.He then grabbed me and pushed through the crowd to the kitchen.

""NOW DO YOUR JOB AND COOK US BREAKFAST!"

I hurriedly cook them breakfast and went up stairs.As I walked upstairs I kept wondering what did I do to deserve this. Alexander deserved this pain not me. He was the one who killed mum not me.He was the one who murdered her and right in front of me. I winced at the memory. I wasn't treated like this before. Granted I wasn't treated good but I wasn't beaten.I was simply ignored.

Back then I wasn't treated fairly because I didn't shift and was born with half black half blond hair.The front being blond and the back black. Back then when it was just me and mum she would teach me how to fight.She taught me how to fight with samari swords and swods in general. I was strong for my age and my mum always told me I was special and different. I belived her and still do. They called me by runt and only when they are mad or angry at me do they call me by my name, Persephone.

Once I made it back upstairs, I headed to my room. I took out my sewing kit and my first aid kit. I sewed my shirt and then grabbed some floss with a needle. I cleanded the needle and then stiched myself up. And put bandages over it. I then careully slipped my shirt on and started my day off and started my chores.

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My bones whined at my movement as I went into my room. I finally finished cleaning and was worn out. I collasped on my rock hard bed and went to sleep.

Half way into being almowt dead to the world my door opened.The light flicked on.I opened my eyes and looked up to see my brother and his friends.They quickly grabbed me and dragged me downstairs.

They took me to the livingroom and brought me closer to the fire place. The fire flickered as my brother grabbed a wire hanger and twisted the point. He then put it into the fire until it glowed. He then turned to me and I started to panic, knowing where this was going and not liking it one bit. I tried to get out of his friends grasp but they were relentless.My brother was standing over mehe grabbed my arm and brought it closer. He then started to write on me with the scalding point of the wire. It took every fiber in my being to stop me from voicing my pain.

WHen he stopped I looked at him emotionlessly.I pushed the pain back and looked at him with dead eyes.When he realised I wasn't going to cry or anything he then grabbed me by my ankle and dragged me back upstairs. My head hitting each stair making my vision to start to have black dots.Jaxon picked me off the floor by my ankle and then let me go.I fell right on my head and I groaned.The black spots in my vision grew and I knew there was a possible concusion. I didn't care even if I had one I went under, knowing that there was a possiblilty that I wouldn't wake up.

This is what I would call my normal kind of day. Sadly and I am waiting till I finally snap or when my body can't take it anymore.Every day I still ask myself why am I still alive.

Chapter 2

Chapter 2~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When my alarm blared agian, I was up so fast it made my head spin,literally.I leaned on my arm and winced.I looked down and gasped.It wasn't a dream.There was proof right htere on my arm.WHat my brother wrote on my arm spelled RUNT in caps.

I sighed got up and dressed and hurried down stairs.Today was a special day.Today a pack was visiting and from what I heard it was the strongest pack in the continental U.S. Our pack ranked 4th.So, that meant I had to be extra careful today and make sure not to be seen. I heard that the Alpha's son ,Xavier birthday was today so that meant he could find his mate. I hope it's not one off those whores annd certianly not me. I definitely can't be a Luna of the frickin strongest pack in the U.S.! That is a recipe for disaster.That is why if I can I am staying far as I can from that dinner. When I got downstairs I made breakfast and cleaned alittle more than usual.I dusted and mopped till my bones ached from it hen keppt going. After I finished, poeple started to come in.

I quickly scrambled up and pick up the cleanign supplies and put them up along with the ingredients from dinner.I hurriedly put out the salt,sugar,pepper,milk and orange juice.I then began to make my way upstairs when.

"Persephone!"

I winced and ran back downstairs to the kitchen. There stood Alexander with not and pissed off look like I was expecting but an annoyed one.I hesitantly answered.

"Y-yes sir."

He looked up at me. His gaze pierced mine to where I had to look down.It was considered disrespectful and chalenging to look and Alpha in the eye.I would not want to look like I was chalenging him.That would just stirr up unnesscicary shit.

He cleraed his throat and stated in his booming voice,"You will be joining us tonight at the masquerade ball.You will pretend like your our daughter and then after you will make sure they never recognize you. THe story wiil be that you stooped by a short time for the ball and then left. You  will then change into a catering unifiorm and serve the guests.Tomorrow will then resume as was before.Are we understood?"

I was taken aback.

"Y-yes sir."

Chapter 3

Chapter 3~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I decided to leave. Tomorrow problaly

 

Now what to wear.I searched through my closet until I remembered.I reached under my bed under it I found a box. Inside was a Betsy Johnson Evening Sweet Tulip Julep Tiered dress.Lacy and showed no cleavlege and covered my back. I kept my hair down to cover my neck from behind.I parted itat the far left (or right wateve) and but a bow clipps there to hold the hair back from my face there.I put on matchong bracelts and earings. A long necklace that stops at my waistline.with a little rose at the end.I put on some fishnet stockings and dark black eyeliner with purple eyeshadow to make my blue eyes pop. I slipped on my glossy black stilettoes and looked in my broken mirror. I liked what I saw.I grabbed my lacy mask but lacy to where you couldn't regognize me.

 

I walked downstairs.When I came down everyone looked ready but was staring at me.I smirked inside.I walked through the double doors into the ballroom. Music was already playing and most were

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