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Prologue

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Secrets P.O.V

Hey, my names Secret, Secret Antonette Brookshire. And i've been abused, raped, and mentally + physically depressed. I get beat by my brother Sam. But it's okay because I'm the reason his mate and unborn child are dead. I was the one who saved myself but left a pregnant woman to die. How could i be that much of a monster? Well i dont know that answer but i do know that I would redo that moment in a heartbeat.

As for my mother and father? Well their dead too. My mom died after giving bith to me. My dad on the other hand drove me and my brother into a dark alley- A FREAKING ALLEY- and he jumped off of a bridge. Me and my brother were brought into CPS They gave us to a foster family that is human. Oh yeah did i forget to say that me and my brother are werewolf vampire hybrids. (A/N I might change them to witch hybrids) But after my brother turned 18 he bought us a house. A year later he found his mate, and two years later she found out she was pregnant. Since he was alpha of the Moonlight Shine pack, she only had to go through five months. And on the fourth month I did something I wouldn't forget- but would regret- for the rest of my life. For as long as I live that day will haunt me.

After that day my brother wasn't the same. It's when he became cold, heartless, and cruel. I don't blame him and never will.

Oh yeah I forgot to tell you. I have black hair with natural pinkish/red hightlights. My eyes are grey with aqua blue, red, and violet specks of
color in them. My brother has jet black hair and grey eyes too. He just doesn't have the specks of color in them. His eyes are dull and lifeless- they've been like that ever since SHE died- but mine are vibrant and bright. I'm feirce, feminine, and full of fire. I'm also a toxic bomb ready to blow and wipe out an entire block. I'm ticking til' time runs out. And just 'cause I'm a girl doesn't mean I cant fight, trust me I can, it's just that I don't get into fights. Most people call me weak, but I know that I'm not. Ever since my father left me and my brother alone in that alley, i' ve learned to defend myself.

You're probaly thinking 'why cant she just shut up and get on with the story' well thats cause somethings are meant to be shown or said. Yet other things are meant to be hidden

My RARE mate that ran away. 💋Histórias para pegar e não largar. Descubra agora