|| Pov: Amalie ||

I live in a cottage secluded from my pack because my father is the Alpha. I am known as the 'Unwanted Runt' to him.

When I was younger he did love me, because I have his gorgeous blue eyes. He tried giving me more attention than the others because I was afraid to shift into my wolf, so he encouraged, and helped me prepare for when I would shift.

I was around the age of 11, which is old for when the packs young shift, so he started to think something was wrong...

When I shifted into my wolf I was smaller than others for my age, and I was fragile, shaky, and small. When everything clicked to him he knew what was wrong.. I was the pack's Runt.

He was furious at my mother for giving life to a weak, useless runt and he ended up beating her for defending me... Once he did she could no longer protect me.

The only person in my family who could resist his Alpha Wolf was the Eldest sibling. She had the Alpha Blood in her veins, so she was immune to his orders. My big sister Alya took charge and protected me from my father when she was around.

My father refused to let the pack ever see me in public so he hid me away in a cottage out behind our Pack House. I was forced into cleaning, cooking, and keeping my mouth shut to the point I became mute and no longer could speak. I could only speak in our Pack Telepathy but I only spoke to my big sis Alya, and I could sometimes hear my wolf, but she would always disappear on me leaving me lonely and left to cry.

After years of doing things, over and over again, it became a routine to me. Every time I wasn't cleaning, I would get this weird itch to clean and I would clean over something that was clean already making it so sparkling it was almost blinding.

Anytime I disobeyed my father, or burned his meal on accident, he would wait til midnight to go to the cottage and beat me to teach me a lesson. He would always leave me on the floor in my own puddle of blood, and with a grin say, "Oh... and clean up the mess when ur fully conscious, you filthy brat."

My wolf grew weak each time to the point I could feel her starting to fade or struggle to stay, I have never met her.. but I truly wish I could... to get relief that she is okay.

I would always wear pants, and a long sleeve to hide my bruises, and wounds from my sister so that she wouldn't worry. She told me once when we were little.. "Don't you worry little sis! Once I am alpha, you wont have to hide, and you will find your mate! So don't ever forget to look in the mirror and tell yourself your beautiful okay! I love you!."

I always put on a smile for her, but for my other siblings I just bare my neck, nod, and listen to their commands. Even though I want to runaway from this, I can't forget what she told me... I wanna get away but what would happen to my wolf if we never found our mate... would she disappear from me forever...

|| Pov: Amalie ||

I wasn't sure of the time, but I knew it must've been around two or three in the morning. I was laying on the cold hard floor of the cottage, not sure why I was still awake. I stared at the ceiling, listening to the howling of the wind outside, and the ticking of a clock.

I got up and stretched, wincing in pain from the bruises on my ribs. I wanted to treat it with ice but the cottage was empty with nothing as usual...

'Nala... a-are you here...?', I asked to my wolf, I could feel her weak presence.

'Yes, I am here Amalie...', my wolf replied quietly.

I was happy to know she was with me still, but I knew it wouldn't be long for she would need a long rest again, like last time. I was hesitant to ask her how she is doing, but I knew she wouldn't answer the question..

'Nala.. when do you think... our mate will find us...?', I asked hesitantly and quietly, not knowing what she would answer with.

'I hope it's soon... now I am going... be careful Amalie...', she replied before leaving.

I felt her presence leave the room and a small frown grew on my face. I sat down on the cold floor, hugging my legs and cried myself to sleep.

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\~\~ In the morning \~\~

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I woke up to a loud bang against the door of my cottage and I fell backwards hitting my head on a piece of a broken stool, I winced and wanted to yelp in pain but nothing came out. I stood up quickly to another loud bang before the door swung open. It was my older brother's who were twins.

"HEY! Amalie, the pack house needs to be cleaned ASAP! Our friends are coming to hang out for a bit but it looks HORRIBLE!", Jack said, I could smell the alcohol on his breath...

"OH! And clean our room too, it looks like a tornado went through it!", James said as he gripped my shoulder squeezing it.

I nodded and bared my neck to them before stepping out of the cottage and walking towards the Pack house. I was already trembling and I couldn't stop.

I made my way inside and started picking up the dirty laundry that was scattered across the place and started the washer. I cleaned everything nice and neat before heading up to the Twin's room. As soon as I had opened that door I smelt a horrid stench, that it made my stomach tighten.

I clenched my nose with my fingers and quickly picked everything up off the floor and put them where they belonged. I scrubbed out the soda and alcohol stains in the carpet and then finished with their favorite Pine scent.

I checked the time and seen it was eight in the morning, the time I start breakfast. I closed the doors to their room and headed down that hall passing my old room that still had my name on the door. I stopped, staring at the door for a moment then turning away and going downstairs to the kitchen.

I made a simple breakfast to start everyones day. Perfectly poached eggs, with crispy but chewy bacon, buttered toast with jam spread

evenly and a glass of milk for everyone.

After I set the table and filled the plates I rang a bell to let everyone know Breakfast was ready. I started to walk out of the kitchen, accidentally bumping into someone. I had never met them before but I presumed it was one of Father's friends so I bared my neck, bowed, and slowly passed them. I could feel my fathers glare on my back as I walked away.

"So sorry about that Alpha Marcus, she is a tragic mess, and she never checks where she is going. Shall we talk more at the table? Im sure your hungry from you early trip out to see me.", my father said, placing his hand on the mans shoulder.

"No thank you, I already ate before I left...", he said, staring as I walked through the door.

'I wonder who he was... he seems awfully familiar too me.. but I can't place my finger on it..', I sighed and looked at my clothes...

'I never changed.. I should do that now..', I thought and started back to the cottage.

|| Pov: Marcus ||

'Who was that girl this morning... her aura was... sad, and broken. His words of what he said about her keep replaying in my thoughts...', I thought leaning back on the couch.

I sighed and looked around amazed at how spotless the place was. I glanced around looking for Alpha Aidan but he was nowhere to be seen.

'Hmm... might as well explore until he gets back from where ever he may be...', I thought as I stood up, and put my hands in my pants pocket.

I walk around the house, getting bored a bit. I start for the door while lost in thought not paying any attention when I feel something bump into me and fall back with a thump.

"Hm..?", I glance down seeing it was that girl from earlier... only she had changed. I give a hushed smile and kneel down holding out my hand.

"Hey.. are you alright? Sorry, I was lost in thought and didn't see you walking. Heh\~." I looked into her Beautiful blue eyes feeling like I've seen them somewhere.

She stared at me, completely dazed like she was confused as to why I was speaking to her.

Her bottom lip quivered a little, and I noticed her look down fast and bite her lip to stop it.

She bared her neck to me and got up, quickly walking out the door. I wanted to follow her but I didn't because I heard Alpha Aidan's voice coming from the hall. I stood up and looked behind me, my eyes meeting his. Their eyes looked exactly the same.

'...Hm... I have a bad feeling.. and its usually a sign...', I thought as my brows frowned looking back towards the door after looking at him.

"Alpha Aidan, I am going out to get fresh air if thats alright. Ill be back soon for us to continue our little conversation of why I came here.", I say looking back at him with a stern look.

He looked at me with a long pause before replying.

"Alright, I have to make a trip down to my office, so I may be back around seven. Its urgent news from my company, and my Beta is having troubles settling an argument.", he replied grabbing his coat and exiting the house,  getting into a black car.

I watched the car until I no longer could see it, before making my way out of the door. I looked around trying to find the girl.

"I wonder why she didn't respond to me... she looked scared...", I mumbled to myself as I looked around spotting a trail.

"Hm...", I shrugged and started walking down towards the trail.

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I walked down the trail admiring the lovely nature around. I noticed flowers were on the sides of the trail, that weren't natural to grow there.

"Strange... were they planted...", I kneeled down lifting one of the lovely flowers and taking in its luxurious scent.

As I admired the scent of the flower, I noticed something else that caught my eye. The girl was by the trail planting some beautiful roses, and she had such an innocent look on her face, that it made me smile without noticing.

I stood up and slowly walked over to her and leaning down next to her ear.

"Such a beautiful sight for this trail, hm..?", I smiled as she quickly looked me in the eyes startled.

She stared at me confused and shocked at the same time, she couldn't keep her eye contact and from her body language I could tell she was slightly scared.

"Ah... sorry if I scared you miss...", I slightly leaned closer getting a better look into her eyes.

'I knew it... she has his eyes, but... why did he say such horrible things about his own daughter.', I thought, getting a sickening feeling in my gut towards him.

She quickly moved her hand away from the rose bush, a thorn catching her hand and making a small cut on her finger.

I seen her wince in pain but no words, or sounds came from her mouth. I started to think and one thing popped into my head.

"Are... you a mute...?", I asked her head turning away fast and drooping. 'I knew it... but why is she a mute.. I wonder..', I thought.

Her finger started bleeding, and the scent of her blood caught me off guard from how it smelled so sweet.

I turned her to face me, grabbing her wrist with the cut, and licking the blood off. The warmth from her hand gave me a sense if happiness but I wasn't too sure.

"Hey... don't let it get dirty, lets go put a bandaid on it to keep it from bleeding.", I said, staring into her eyes with a reassuring smile.

Her soft looking cheeks had grown a small blush on them and she bit her lip and looked away. I smiled and swiftly picked her up from the ground and carrying her back up towards the pack house.

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Once we got up to the pack house I set her on a stool in the kitchen and went to search for the med-kit.

'Her taste... was... fascinating wasn't it Marcus..', my wolf said.

'Yes... it was... the smell was so.. alluring I thought I was going to do something a little... erm.. never mind..', I replied to him.

'I want to get a little closer to her, try and understand who she is. I feel like... I could grow a bond with her.', I smile finding the med-kit, and looking into a mirror, seeing my wolf in my reflection.

'Yes, it would be nice to have some company while our stay Marcus.', my wolf replied before my reflection went to myself.

I headed back to her in the kitchen and kneeled down holding my hand out. She hesitated before handing me her hand with the cut. I cleaned it off and put the bandaid on it, I could feel my heart slightly beating faster.

'What is this feeling in my chest...', I looked up at her meeting her eyes, her cheeks were a soft rosy pink.

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\~\~Badum\~\~

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\~\~Badum\~\~

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My heart beat picked up a bit, I wanted to inch closer, but I stopped myself.

She pulled her hand away, and looked at the floor gripping her jeans a bit. I grit my teeth, I wanted to know why she was a little afraid.

I stood up and cleared my throat a bit, and she glanced up.

"Im a little tired, could you show me to the guest room so I can lie down until your father arrives home..?", I looked at her to watch her reaction.

Her body trembled from me mentioning him. She gulped and got up and started walking to the stairs showing me to the guest room. I could tell something was wrong from her reaction to me mentioning him.

She opened a door and held out her arm and bared her neck with head down. I was hesitant on entering, and leaving it like this but I went inside and sat on the bed. She closed the door and I heard her footsteps fading down the stairs.

Soon I heard the front door opening then close and everything went quiet.

"I knew something was off, the mention of her father made her tremble.. I need to know why she is so afraid of him.", I sighed and laid on the bed and stared at my hand..