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CHAPTER 1
EMILY'S POV
I looked at my reflection in the mirror and cringed away.
FREAK!
That's what I was called!
A freak. A person who no one wanted to be friends with.
You know the reason why?
Who would want to be friends with a person who wears a hood in school? Never shows her face to people? A person who has tried to suicide 4 times? A person who was abused physically and mentally by her parents.
Tears streamed down my face as I looked at my refection.
My face that was once flawless and beautiful was now covered with bruises. My black hair was pulled into a pony tail and my green eyes looked dead to me. My face was pale and I looked as if I was being starved. All this started to happen after my mother's death. My step mother was a bitch and a prostitute, whereas my father was the owner of a strip club.
Who would ever want to even get close to me? Everyone hated me. No one wanted me.
I was a whore for each and every person at school. They all knew that my father owned a strip club.
I was just another one of those worthless beings who didn't deserve to be on this planet.
"Emily get your ass down here. You have to go to the club" My father screamed at me from the bottom of the stairs.
Wonder what he is speaking about?
My father forces me to work at his strip club if I want to go to school. I am the most wanted stripper and he doesn't want to lose people and money.
He doesn't care about the fact that he is sending his own daughter to do the dirty work.
What kind of a father does that to his child?
Well I stopped asking these questions long ago. It didn't matter that my father was an asshole who just cares about himself.
Wiping my face I limped and made my way downstairs. It's better to get this over with.
I saw my father leaning on the door waiting for me.
I stepped towards him and he smacked me on my ass.
Tears threatened to fall, but I held them in. I wouldn't let him see me crying.
"Your ass is way better than your mother's" He whispered into my ear and squeezed my ass once again.
I choked on a sob, but faked it as a cough.
Let this night start.
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DRAKE'S POV
I stepped into the Alpha house and made my way to my room.
I stood confused once I opened my bedroom door.
My beta was lying on the bed looking at me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him, almost growled.
"Come on Drake. You can't be sulking about the fact that you don't have a mate. Let it go for now. We have shifted into this new place so that we can help you find a mate. But that doesn't mean that we can't have fun" Jake said getting up from the bed and smirking at me.
I groaned and almost pushed him out of the room. Almost.
Jake was right. I shouldn't be sulking. Instead I should be finding my mate.
It was shameful to be an Alpha and then also be mate less. No one can become an Alpha unless they have a mate. But my father died all of a sudden and I was given the position as the Alpha blood ran in my veins.
"Where are we going?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow.
"Strip club" Jake said and made his way towards the door.
"You have to be kidding me" I snarled.
There was no way that I was going to go to a strip club. I wouldn't be unfaithful to my mate, even though I hadn't met her I couldn't do this.
"Listen to me Drake. You need to loosen up, if you want to find your mate, you have to go to every goddamn place. What if you find her at a strip club?" Jake asked and I stood there speechless before pushing him away. Hard.
"My mate wouldn't go to such a filthy place" I growled and my body shook.
"Fucking hell Drake. I am not saying she does. Can't you just try?" Jake shouted back at me and I snarled and caught hold of his collar.
"Apologise" I said, my Alpha mode taking on.
"Sorry, Alpha" Jake apologised and I let him go.
"Fine let's go. Just pray to god that you are right. I don't like wasting time." I said and made my way to the bathroom to get ready.
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