Charlie's POV My alarm went off and I rubbed my eyes, how many other seventeen year olds woke up at 4am every day I wondered and rolled out of bed, I pulled on my sweats ready to clean before school started and walked out my bedroom whilst tying my black hair up in a bun so it wouldn’t be in the way. As soon as I left my room I could smell the stench of beer and cigarettes already, I hated it but that was what my life was like living with addicts for parents. Just one more week and I could get out of here although I had nowhere to go. Beer cans covered every surface along with syringes they had used for drugs, I sighed, this had been my life since I was ten years old. I got up early to clean the mess they left every night, sometimes I would find one of them passed out on the floor or sofa, sometimes completely out cold, sometimes covered in vomit. At least it seemed like they both made it to their bed this time. Sighing at the mess, I pull on a pair o

Charlie’s POVNothing exciting happened in the first two lessons of the morning, same boring day like any other, the most exiting my life became was in my after school job. Part of the reason I had to do my homework in my lunch hour or early hours of the morning was because of work, I loved my job, yes I was only waiting tables but the tips I get I hid under a broken floorboard in my room, I was trying to save up to get out of this town as soon as I turned eighteen. My parents couldn’t drag me back to their hell hole then.As lunch time neared, the girls were getting more and more excited, I should mention that I go to an all girls school, my father didn’t want me getting knocked up at fourteen like how he had knocked up my mother and then got burdened with me.Apparently the royals were coming at lunch time, they wanted a tour of our school as apparently it was one of the top science schools. If you believed that then you must of seen a pig fl

Charlie’s POV It was almost 7pm and the Royals would be here any minute, I wasn’t sure why they would choose a place like this and not some high end posh place but either way I made sure their table was spotless along with their glasses and cutlery. The King walked in closely followed by the Queen and Prince Alexander who flashed a quick smile at me. Another waiter showed them to their table and introduced me as their server. The King held a chair out for his wife, he was much older than I had imagined, his hair was white and down to his shoulders, with a long white braided beard to match. I’m not sure what it was but he didn’t look how I expected a King would look. I knew they were royalty yet I wasn’t even aware of what country they were King and Queen of. Prince Alexander gave me a wink as they seated. Why was he doing that, it wasn’t like I really knew him. The evening went smoothly but boy did they eat a lot, particularly meat which they liked extremely

Charlie’s POVWhen I came around, I could only open one of my eyes, I used the bed to pull myself to my feet with one arm, the other one wouldn’t move and from what I could see with my one good eye, it was also swollen. Staggering into my bathroom, I look at myself in the mirror, my left eye was swollen shut and a deep purple bruise was already forming. Dried blood was smeared across my chin and out of my nose, the clothes I was wearing had been torn, pain erupted from my ribs as I tried to move and I groaned in pain.I had been hit before but this was different, I had never been beaten into unconsciousness by my father before, this was going to be impossible to hide and not only that, my escape money had completely gone. I didn’t normally cry, usually I would shut down but I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing.I crawled into my bed and messaged Sam on my ridiculously old phone telling him I was ill, I never rang in ill as I always foun

Max’s POV When my parents returned without my brother, I was not surprised, he had probably found a girl to follow after, what shocked me was when my mother announced Alexander had actually found a girl he really liked- his mate. They announced that Alexander had stayed behind whilst they had been called back for some urgent pack business. He wanted to keep an eye on her as she was not yet eighteen and therefore had no clue she was his mate. No doubt he would try and rub it in my face. My mother looked at me expectantly “It will be your turn soon” I shake my head at her “You know I do not believe in being mated to someone” My parents had been trying to help us find our mates since we turned sixteen and whilst my father had given up after the hundredth time of telling him I did not believe in destined mates, my mother still hoped that one day it would happen. Why she could not just be happy that I was one of the youngest doctors ever I do not k