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The Scars She Hid From The World
The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.Chapter 1.
Avaline Pov.
"What the hell is this slut doing here?" a voice sneered.
"Does she think that throwing herself at the Alpha makes her walk in here like she owns the place?" another chimed in.
"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, her mother-" Another mocked disdainfully.
I tuned out the daily dose of mockery, my heart heavy with pain.
Today, I didn't have the strength to endure the verbal beating, so I made my way into the hallways of the pack. But the whispers increased, making me dig my nails into my skin nervously. I was used to this treatment and way of life, but today was different. Today was my birthday, and the day Drake and I would consummate our relationship.
I loved him with all my heart, and he did the same, standing by me against all odds. I was already certain he was my mate, right from when I stepped into the packhouse and the scent of sandalwood and pinewood hit me hard - it was his.
As the daughter of an Alpha, I wasn't expected to be an omega. No one took me seriously, except when it came to ridiculing and bullying me. But Drake saw past my rank, and I knew he loved me for who I truly was.
I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the negativity. Today was supposed to be a special day, a day to celebrate my love for Drake and our bond. But the constant mockery and belittling made it hard to keep my head up.
To my father, I was a constant reminder of his betrayal and a mistake he couldn't reverse. I thought he would feel remorseful after how he treated my mom but he did the opposite by sending me away to Alpha Caden's pack.
Blood Moon.
Alpha Caden was one of the most brutal and evil Alpha's of this time but because of his son's love for me he steered clear.
Drake always stood up for me whenever he saw me getting bullied. He loved me despite my weak wolf, and I was more than happy to finally give myself to him after confirming he was my mate. And I knew...
My thoughts were cut short when I tripped over someone's outstretched foot and fell face-first. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I pulled myself up slowly, dusting the dirt off my dress. Tears stung my eyes, my anger boiling, and the sickening urge to snap at them rose up, but I said nothing. I just watched them emotionlessly as they continued to ridicule me.
"You shouldn't have gotten up, princess. That's where you belong!" someone sneered.
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One Night With Alpha Maddox
Blurb. Avaline's life has always been one of tragedy and pain, trampled upon by people who were supposed to be her family. In all the darkness, Avaline found her light in Derek, The Alpha Son of Blood Moon Pack. She thought he loved her until he betrayed her and brutally expelled her from his pack,/0/46724/coverorgin.jpg?v=a18252efcd4aa4ce38ff8992b307013f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem)
"I, Charlotte Jane Attwood of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you, Knox and Kane Maddox, as my mates and sever my bond to you both and your pack!" I recited, my eyes dancing with my unspoken pain seeing my mates entwined together with a female! A female who was not me! Shaking my head of the tears I/1/101907/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ba0124054b8f67e93aca760bce85698&imageMogr2/format/webp)
