I shrieked as the whip found my bare skin once again. I could feel the blood as it ran down my body before pooling on the floor. My life hadn’t always been this way. I started out with a normal life in a normal family. I was, dare I say, happy? I thought I would lead a normal life, find my may mate, have pups, and live happily ever after. Little did I know, the universe had other plans for me. My mother died when I was 10. She was the only one who kept my Dad in check. They were mates. When my Mom passed, My Dad’s true colors were revealed. My Dad was a drunk. He gambled a lot and did all kinds of illegal things. I hated him. My stepmother, if you can even call her that, was as awful as they come. She hated me. I would have to clean all the time. When I wasn’t cleaning, I had to wait in my tiny room under the stairs. I slept there, ate there, and when there was a game on or company, I had to stay in there being as quiet as I could. When I turned fifteen, my stepmother decided to take
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