Sixteen.

Willow

It was a joke right? Wanting to offer a place for my mum and brother. My mother was a human. It had taken years for my fathers pack to accept her. But they only did because my father was Alpha at the time. They didn't care for her once father was dead.

Images from the cottage appear.

I could still smell it. The deep rot of flesh. It lingered like it had seeped into my skin. They stood no chance. They probably didn’t even see it coming.

Using the basin, I pull myself to my feet and catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My blonde hair was limp and greasy. My caramel eyes are dull, even my skin looks sickly. The manager from the auction would have a hissy fit if she saw me. 'No man will want you looking like you are homeless!'

Quickly flicking on the shower, I let my aching body step under the hot water, still fully dressed. How did I ache so much when I had been asleep for two days.

I stand there, letting the hot water drench me. Forcing my clothes to stick to my body as they