Chapter 3

Rachel's POV

I grip the mattress with both hands as I now let her words fully sink in. I knew me not having my wolf was an embarrassment but to kick me out of the pack?? Where would I go? My dad couldn't possibly force me to leave? I wouldn't survive without my pack. Grant it, I'm an outcast, but I have always tried my best with what I have been given!

I feel like most of the bullying I receive is from people my age. People from school who have been influenced by Jessica and Beth. The elder ones don't seem to have a problem with me. They have never started anything with me, and some of them have even defended me.

Even without my wolf, my sparing on the training field is still impressive. I am able to keep up with the best of them, and with more practice, I could BE the best of them. Heck, I heal fast, too! Not as fast as my family, but faster than an Omega! That has to say something for me and my abilities.

In school, I was a straight A student. Regardless of all the teasing, bullying, and occasionally getting locked in the closets, I was still able to graduate top of my class.

But none of that would matter outside the pack walls. Rogues would kill me the moment they smelled my fear. Just last year, a girl a year older than me went outside the walls alone on a dare. Her name was Janet. She went missing for 3 days. Our patrol found her raped and limbs ripped from her body. She had only managed to partly shift, making the whole scene a mangled mess of blood, flesh, claws, and fur. I heard one of the youngest patrol wolves, Zach, vomited everywhere.

The rogues who linger nearby are made of nothing but males. Nasty, disgusting, mutts that have committed awful crimes. Rape, murder, thieving, and more. Every once in a while, they reek havoc on smaller packs. No one knows for sure how many men make up this pack or if they have a leader. But the damage they do is usually horrific, and females suffer the most.

After Janet was found, my father said our Alpha had been in touch with other Alphas in hopes of joining together and wiping these rogue packs. For everyone's sake, I hope they come together. The thought of what these females go through makes me sick.

Jessica seemed to be getting a kick out of the conflicted emotions that were stirring within me.

She let out a loud laugh and walked closer to me. As if she heard my thoughts she leaned down and whispered " Are you still a virgin Bitch? Because once we throw you to the wolves, you won't be."

My eyes went from the floor and straight into hers. I could see the amusement but also the hate she had for me burning in them.

"Why do you hate me so much?" I said softly.

Jessica stood up straight and gave her hair a small toss before turning to me and saying " Because you bring misery to my mother. You bring shame to my father. You are just a constant reminder that your whore of a mother messed up what could of been a perfect family. Me, my mom and my dad. Plus, I would have had this room much sooner." She tossed a half smile at me as if she was proud of herself.

I don't know if the fear of being abandoned made me stupid, or maybe it was the anger that built up from all Jessica's unnecessary torment but I lost control of my composure.

"My mother wasn't a whore, you mean evil bitch." I spit at her.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?"

Jessica stomps towards me, her heels tapping loudly as she closes the distance to me.

I shouldn't have spoken. I shouldn't have let her words get to me. But I did.