Chapter One

Valerie had always been an outcast since she was abandoned at the Nighthowler Pack at a young age and was favored by the Alpha, Raymon. For what reason, she doesn't know. He treated her differently from everyone else, special treatment basically. So everyone grew to dislike her. Whispering about her on the dirt streets about her.

"Oh did you see that the little whore that was dropped here has lost so much weight?"

"Yeah, she looks like a twig!"

"Have you noticed her weird eyes?"

"Yeah! What's with the green in them? That is not normal for a werewolf!"

So Valerie gained weight, becoming too fat.

"Did you see how much weight the pretty Princess gained?"

"Oh my god, yeah she looks like a hippo!" Unfortunately, nobody knew what all the special treatment was for, or that Raymon liked her with more body fat. It gave him more to cut, slice, burn, and carve into. He was sadistic and abusive, in general, and of his power as the Alpha. When Valerie became 14 years old...she stopped appearing in the public eye of everyone in the pack. That was when the abuse got worse and turned into rape.

"Have you noticed that the Alpha's Slut hasn't been out?"

"Ha, I bet she's too scared to show her ugly face!" But really? She was suffering and in pain with silver chains searing into her tanned wrists as she cried, tied to a bed or chair, and was harmed in unthinkable ways. Soon days turned into months and months turned into years. And after two years she broke. No one cared about her, no one was there for her. She somewhat gained her freedom after that, since he trusted she would return. All she had was Raymon and he reminded her, constantly.

Valerie stood silently in the cabin as fear gripped her heart while the Alpha, Raymon, stood behind her and breathed in her scent. She recoiled as her shoulders tensed.

“No fear, Valerie. We are going to get out of here, We are going to escape once and for all. Just trust me.” Valerie straightened her shoulders a bit more but they sagged down almost immediately. All her bravery and self confidence long disappeared. 

"You're on time. I guess my punishment worked." She shivered as his breath landed on the back of her neck. Valerie’s mind flashed to what happened last time when she had shown up only a few seconds late because she tripped over her own two feet. He whipped her with silver chains, the pain fresher in her mind then the marks on her body were.

“Fucking bastard.” Her wolf growled angrily.

"So let's get started." She stepped away quickly and turned to face him. She gathered all of her courage and shouted with trembling lips.

"No!" His eyes narrowed with a menacing look.

"No?" She swallows. "Did you just say no to me?" She nods. "I'm the alpha. I get what I want and when I want it." He is in front of her before she can do anything and slams her into the wall by her shoulders before starting to kiss her neck aggressively, forcefully. "If you do this I will tell the pack." He stopped at the mention of his pack. He pulls his knife from his pocket and holds it to her neck.

"Or you won't. It's not like they'll believe you anyways. They respect me. I'm the ALPHA!" He shouted as the fear broke through the cracks of his serious facade. Valerie’s eyes flickered, causing fear to build in Raymon. He hadn’t seen Valerie’s wolf break through since she was 13.

"I know you are trembling with fear inside right now. You know they don

You know they don’t respect you, they just fear you. That is no way to lead our pack. You have abused me all my life. Not for much longer though." Valerie glared at him, her eyes a deep hazel. She couldn't take this anymore, either he killed her right now or she is going to run.

"What do you mean?" He still had the knife against her throat, pressing it a little harder. She shoved him away and broke his grip on the knife.

"I'm going to find my mate so you can never take advantage of me without punishment again." She screamed angrily before she ran out of the cabin running through the small pack town until she reached the woods. She could hear the sound of Raymon shouting, telling his pack to run after her.

“Don’t look back, Val! Don’t look back! Just run! Run!” 

This wasn't the first time she had attempted to run away but she was always caught and beaten nearly to death. She hoped it would be the last time she'd run away. She goes in further and takes her clothes off before she becomes her wolf. There was a trick to keep her clothes on while shifting and after but she had never learned.

Her wolf was black with white paws and snout. She stands for a few seconds trying to sniff out the unique scent of her mate she was searching for before she begins to run with all her might.

"What do they smell like?" Valerie thought desperately.

"We'll know the scent when you smell it." Her wolf told her. "For now, run! And don't stop!"

The one time she felt free and forgets everything that has happened to her was when she ran in her shifted form. She rarely got to do it for obvious reasons. Raymon never allowed her the freedom she wanted, that she deserved as a human being. 

“No more. We’re free.”

It had been a few days of her running until she finally smelt the unique scent of her mates.

"Is that...?" Valerie trailed off as she smelt the air again.

"Mate..." Her wolf rumbled. The scent was strong and hard to miss. She had stopped here and there to catch some food and sleep for an hour or two. She reached a clearing in the woods and carefully peeked out. She was on the territory of Nighthowler's enemy Pack. She was confused as she sniffed the air, the smell of her mate so much stronger. The scent washed her over with relief before but now it was terrifying. She was so close but how could her mate be in the Mooncrest Pack? She was lost in doubt. When she snapped out she saw two werewolves running toward her. Knowing they would have her she stood there as they approached. Her paws were trembling as the two men approached her. 

“Calm Valerie. Wait for my word. Our mates are here.” 

"Oh, what do we have here? A spy from the Nighthowler pack? Won't the alphas be happy about this?" He asked the other as they stalked towards her.

"No I'm not-" Valerie tried to say before her wolf took a protective stance as she let out a low growl.

"Transform!" She does as he commands despite her wolf’s arguements, not wanting to be seen as a threat, and the other responds to the male.

"Indeed they will." They both take one arm and pull her to the alphas' house. Is the scent getting stronger? She sniffs the air with her sharp nose.

“Didn’t they say they are taking us to the alphas? Why is the scent getting so much stronger? I know they are here.”

She observed the town as she walked through. This pack was much more civilized. Some actually cobbled roads and happy children walking and running with family and friends. Valerie found herself smiling softly before she noticed the mansion they were taking her into and she grew wary again. They walked her up a big polished wood staircase before knocking on a door in the hall. The door opened as fast as lightning. A handsome man was sniffing the air and his eyes immediately landed on her.

"Mate?!" He growled. 

“Mate…” Her wolf cooed. Valerie sniffed the air as a second man appeared behind sniffing as well. She looked at them with wide eyes. The scent was coming off both of them. "Release her."

"But Alpha Lucas, she was spying! She is from the Nighthowler pack! Can't you smell it on her?"

"He said to let her go!" The second man growled. The men immediately let her go. She remains to stare at them with wide eyes. The growling caused her to step back a half a step. Only to bump into the males that had brought her to the Alphas. 

"Khloe." A woman stepped from behind them. She had brown hair and faint smile wrinkles that came with age, but nevertheless, she was gorgeous. "Get her some clothes and after we talk to her, show her to the room." The first man said. Valerie watched Khloe with wary eyes. What was she doing in the room alone with her mates? Valerie shook the feeling off of her mind as she wrapped her arms around her body.

"Yes Alpha." She quickly left out of the room heading deeper into the halls.

They step aside inviting her into the room. She stepped in and saw an office.

"How dare she sleep with our mates!? What else would she be doing with our mate alone in a room?" Her wolf growled, jealousy raging.

"Hush! We do not need to make a bad impression. This isn't who we are." Valerie responded as she twisted her hands anxiously as she came to the relization she was, in fact, still naked. 

Her eyes landed on the twins who were admiring her bare body. So she looks them up and down.

"They are our mates after all. What's the harm in looking?" Her wolf purred.

“They are looking too after all…”  Valerie agreed with slightly flushed cheeks.

They had dark brown hair, well-defined muscles, tanned skin, and bright blue eyes. One had messy, longer hair and one had hair that was more neatly trimmed. They were handsome. They also smelt so good. The smell is incredibly pleasing to her sensitive nose. She almost wanted to bury her face into their necks and just smell it all day. 

"Like what you see boys?" She asked with a coy smile before she could stop herself.

"I can't believe you just made us say that!" Valerie exclaimed in her head to her wolf who just cackled.

Valerie nervously looked at them and Leam didn't look away bashfully like she thought he would but Lucas did. Leam just gave a mischievous grin. She chewed her lips nervously not sure how they would respond to her spontaneous sentence that didn’t match her body language whatsoever. 

"Maybe." The one with longer hair said. She watches them lick their lips and she dry swallows.

"I'm Lucas." The twin that opened the door told her. "This is Leam." He pointed at the one with longer hair.

"Valerie." She whispered in reply. Lucas walked up closer to her and she flinched slightly as he reached to touch her arm. She reminded herself he wasn't Raymon. He would never hurt her, he was her true mate.

“They will protect us.”

"You can, however, call us Master, if you'd like." He whispered in her ear and she jumped, not noticing he was now behind her or that he was close. Now she was very aware and could feel his body heat radiating on her. Lucas slides his hand down her arm and kisses her hand. She could sense her wolf trying to force her to commit to her desires for them. 

“We’re their mate! They are going to want to touch you..” Her wolf tried to convince. Leam butterfly kisses her on her neck which Raymon had recently assaulted harshly and her eye twitched slightly triggered. She would be surprised if he hadn't left any marks.

"It's a pleasure meeting you guys." She whispered out shakily. "I had no idea.. I had two mates." She told them. Maybe if she had known she could have escaped sooner. Or maybe not. The idea of having two mates was more scary than just one man. 

There's a knock on the door and they hear Khloe's voice. Her wolf growls out of jealousy. Lucas steps away to get the clothes while Leam gives her a few more kisses and his fingers brushing her hips, where newly healed scars were. She felt an uncontrollable shiver wash over her thinking of Raymon. These are your mates. Get a grip.

Leam stops noticing her shiver and steps away as Lucas's hands her the clothes.

"Valerie... these scars... How old are you?" Leam asked her as he looked at the scars that littered her curvy body. His face was covered with sorrow and anger. His neat and thick browns drawn into a sharp line. 

"Thanks." She quickly put on the shorts and top. "Um, 23 I think," Valerie replied as she fidgeted with the shorts, purposely ignoring him mentioning her scars. What if they didn't want her after she told them?

"You think?" Leam asked, confused and Valerie was trembling slightly. Lucas noticed and decided to change the subject.

"Soo, you're from the Nighthowler pack, right?" Lucas asks. Valerie instantly felt a bond with Lucas from the moment he noticed her becoming uncomfortable and shifting the conversation. She felt her heart flutter from the respect and emotional intelliegence. 

"I..um..yes. But I'm not a spy, I promise!" She confirmed.

"We don't think you are, don't worry. We will contact your Alpha and set a meeting." Valerie noticed she wasn't the only one who flinched at the mention of the pack. But she shrinked herself smaller as she looks at them. 

“Don’t Val-”

“Sorry, but could you not do the meeting? Couldn’t we just… Not do it? Please?” She blurted. Her mates exchanged glances before looking at Valerie. 

“That isn’t how it works, Sweetheart. If you are from a pac-” Leam said as he reached for her hand. Valerie flinched back out of his touch.

“I know! But.. Can’t you say.. Like I am a rogue or something instead?” Valerie suggested desperately.

“The other Alpha isn't really able to deny the transfer, it’s just how it works. We can’t disrespect that as Alphas.” Lucas explained softly as he slowly coaxed Leam away from Valerie.

She knew that. She KNOWS that. She knows it is more of a respect thing, or maybe traditional would be a better word. However, it didn't scare her any less. 

“Valerie! Calm down. Deep breaths. In. Out. Nose. Mouth. In…” Valerie starts to take some deep breaths before turning to Khloe. The beautiful older wolf.

"Khloe, will take you to our room. We will see you soon, Sweetie." Valerie looked at her mates and then at the door where the older woman Khloe stood waiting for her. She was reluctant to leave her mates as they shut their office doors. Khloe leads her down the hall deeper into the mansion.