"Your nothing. Your weak! Your an insult to werewolves I hate you! I never want to see you again you filthy piece of trash!" My brother Alex screamed. His words cut through my heart and stung worse than the abuse did. "No, Alex please! Your my brother!" I whimpered tears pricking at my eyes. Alex shoved my back glaring at me. I landed with a thump on the hardwood floor. "What did I say about calling me your brother? WE SHOULDNT BE RELATED! I hate you, you don't have any right to talk to me." He seethed, eyes black. ", I own you, you dont get a choice about what happens." He screamed. I had no doubt that the whole pack heard. I didnt care. I just wanted my brother. I wanted to feel loved, I want to be fed, I want to feel inportant, I want to feel wanted. Alex was no longer yelling as a dark shadow past over his face and he even looked dangerous. A smirk played on his lips as he yelled out to his friend. "I think it's about time we remind you who's boss. Sam, get the knife!" Emily was the sweetest person you could ever meet. She forgave everyone, didnt hold a grude, and did what she was told. That was until they broke her. Emily took abuse for eight years, but finally, they crack her. She finds out a horrible truth and she wants to die. She runs off in hops of getting killed since her wolf ownt allow her to off herself, but what happens whe the big bad alpha of another pack gets in the way of her death claiming to be her mate? Will Emily live or keep running? Will she accepted the mating bond? And what happens when her abusive brother comes looking for her? Will Emily ever feel wanted?? A//N. Sorry, I suck at descriptions, please read! Give it a chance!