Nari

Nari 

I was seemingly dropped at this hell hole at birth . The dump for unwanted pups , or Mrs Lightly’s orphanage for the unfortunate . Total fucking unfortunate , with no heating or staff . Just Mrs Lightly and her two scumbags for sons .

The same Mrs Lightly that has been making my life hell for almost seventeen years . Turning a blind eye when her darling sons would be totally inappropriate towards the girls, or just outright abusive towards us all  . She is a short dumpy woman in her late forties , she has horrible brown fuzzy hair and always smelled of boiled fish and spinach . Not to mention her horrible brown stained teeth .

The elder of the scumbag duo is Travis , he is in his mid twenties. He thinks man vests are totally acceptable even with food stains going back years . His mullet hair style in the same colour of his  mommy dearest’s crown of fizz is ironically the same colour as the teeth that he has left  . Travis has an unhealthy mummies boy complex , and an IQ of pond scum . His ass is always on show , hanging out his jeans that fit when he was at nursery school . Travis was more perverted in an openly learning kinda way .

While the younger of the Lightly boys, Conrad , had a darker aura and an evil side that was not to be ignored . Just turning twenty Conrad openly hated most people, especially his mother . Unlike his elder brother Travis , he preferred to openly cause fear especially to anyone smaller . Conrad’s hair is a more dirty blonde , it fell over his face giving him a more sinister look . He gave off the feeling like you might find him in the corner torturing animals , something am sure the pups wished but no . Conrad's favourite thing to torture was someone weaker and smaller . The only thing the three had in common was their almost black beady eyes . 

Mrs Lightly always said the reason I never got adopted was due to my bad attitude and in her words i looked weird . I was born with white hair and two different coloured eyes . Seemingly my mother was human , in the eyes of most in this shit hole of a pack humans are the lowest of the low .

I couldn't wait to turn eighteen and get my wolf . I know she's there. I can feel her , I turn seventeen in two weeks . Not that we celebrate birthdays in this place , well unless it's me or Jannie the cook that bakes a cake for the younger ones . There are twenty five kids here , I am the eldest and have been here the longest . That's all I know but I can't wait to leave and  explore some of the world .

I am currently standing with one of the other unfortunate cases in here , Psalm , a six year old little girl who was recently dumped here after a rogue attack that killed her parents . She's a little shy thing with huge blue eyes . I hated how they were just dumped and no one helped to settle them in . I always tried to help make them comfortable and reassured . Reassuring them was basically telling them lie’s , let's face it everything was not going to be ok and no one really cared . I was the unpaid staff who cared , well as much as I could .

Conrad liked to make my life hell and if I mentioned it to the Ma’am as she liked to be called , I would have been the one to start it . I have always said when I get the chance they will all pay for every punch , kick ,spit and everything else they have done to me . Travis never lifted a hand to us , unlike his mother and brother . No Travis liked to look at you , especially in the shower room or your private space . I once woke up to find him sitting on the end of my bed . After that I would move my set of chest of drawers in front of my door .

For the past three weeks I have had Psalm in with me , she is like my shadow . I often wonder how the Ma’am gets away with it , the Alpha visits once a year more out of duty . If I am honest the pack is a joke , the few times I have been to the market for Jennie I have overheard the people talking about things . From what I have heard the pack is not happy , the Alpha and Luna live in luxury while people are struggling . It really doesn't surprise me though , who would let children live like this .

I have been whipped more times than I care to remember . Sometimes it was just , sometimes it was to stop one of the younger ones getting it . I would take the blame , at this point it really didn't bother me . I would zone out and plot my revenge , ways to torture and kill the three of them . I often worry when I finally leave who will take care of the little ones . Jennie tried her best but she's getting old , she's been here longer than me . I often wish I could take all the others with me but I know I can't . I try to make myself feel better by telling myself surely if I get rid of the three scum they will need new people to run the orphanage .

The first time I can remember being punished , I was about Psalm’s age , we had not been fed for two days . The Ma’am had been on one of her binge drinking episodes with some dirty old wolf . I had stolen a bread roll from the kitchen. She caught me and took a leather belt to my hands . Back then there were a few older ones who like me took care of the younger ones . At some point I need to look after myself. I have taken so many beatings and punishments to save others . I know with every passing day my temper and hate for these people and this pack will eventually be my downfall .

I have no regard for authority or the feeling of needing to submit , even to the Alpha or Luna and definitely not the three scumbags who have been making my life hell since day one . I had never really cared what people thought of me or how the hierarchy worked , I knew I should .

As wolves we live in packs and there was always a chain of command . On the few occasions I have attempted to run away I would be dragged in front of the Alpha and get the talk . I had been beaten within an inch of my life for blatant disrespect as I rolled my eyes at him and refused to bow . At that point I had no idea why but I just refused to . That day of that beating I had been taken to the infirmary as I had lost so much blood . When I woke up, I was surprised to find myself there . The doctor who looked after me for the first few days kept asking how I got the scars and lashes on my back . I knew even if I told him he wouldn't believe me so I just stayed quiet .

On the third day the Ma’am came to take me back. She was not happy I had been away so long as I had to care for the others . The distaste the doctor showed for her made me laugh , she really thought she was better than everyone . He had tried to stop her from taking me back , saying I was not ready to be discharged . Of course she took me whether he liked it or not . After that attempt I decided to give up my escape plans and do my time .

That's how I am still here , still taking care of the pups . But the time is ticking now , not long now until my birthday then i was on my way . Or so I thought .