My name is Mikky Hale, I'm 16 years old and I'm a werewolf and yes our kind exists. My parents died when I was three in a rogue attack trying to defend the pack leaving me with the alpha to take care of me but ever since then I've been treated as the pack slave and human punching bag. They've abused me in every possible way except sexually cause they say I'm too lean and won't satisfy them, and I'm really happy about that. My pack is the silver howling pack we own a huge territory Logan the alpha of the pack just turned 18 and was given the position and the beta Tyler bully me along with other pack members. We share a territory with the blood claws pack their alpha Alex and beta Hunter and the rest of their pack don't really bother me. The only reason why I'm still here is because I hope that my mate will be able to save me, let me explain what a mate is. He is your other half when you look into each other's eye its like you are the only ones in the room and when you kiss or better yet make love its amazing. At least that's what I've heard.
i'm new here pls give my story a try