Spare me Dear Alpha

The howling wind blew my red hair into different places. The rain had soaked my white dress. I run as fast as I could, but my feet ache. I could no longer run any farther. I feel myself panting and breaking down in the middle of nowhere. I find a tree and kneel. The tears fall into my face. I look up and pray to the moon goddess to spare me as I can no longer move. I pray to her to keep me company and protect me from all harm. I feel my body collapse. This could be possibly the end. This could be the day that I die.

But dying is better than being with him. He used me -- he took what was rightfully mine. He never loved me. He never wanted me. All he cared about was the pleasure he felt after doing me. I never wanted to be with him, but what choice did I have? He threatened to kill me if I didn't allow him to do what he wanted. He threatened to harm everyone I love.

I was naïve. I was stupid. I had allowed him to defile my body. But now, I know I have to change that. I have to fight for myself. He had hurt me over the months, and I did nothing but watch him do so. I had done the things he asked in exchange for safety. I had allowed him to take my spirit away. But now, I have proven to myself that I am not weak. I am not useless. I am not what he thinks I am.

I ran away and have gotten this far. Even dying does not scare me anymore. I own my life now. I own my freedom. I am free to do what I choose. I AM FREE.

He will never have me again. This is the life that I choose for myself. After all, he had no right to live it for me.

I may be a werewolf, but I still have not shifted yet. I have not gotten my wolf. I am 16 now, but I have not been able to change my form. I am now a rogue... a wolf without a pack.

I hope I haven't crossed anyone else's borders. I am too weak to defend myself. Everything seems so hazy. My body feels heavy. My knees are giving way.

I am getting dizzy. I just want to sleep. I close my eyes with the hope that I hope I will survive today.