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For her entire life, Hayley has been held captive by her own father, who blames her for the death of her mother, the pack luna. Now, on her nineteenth birthday, Hayley finally escapes, winding up in the territory of the Midnight Rose Pack. The charming Alpha Jax allows her to stay, but her father will do anything to get her back—even kill another alpha.

Age Rating: 18+

Note: This story is the author’s original version and does not have sound.


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Another day comes around. The same light beams into my tiny cage. And yet again, I feel completely and utterly depressed. This is all my fault. I am stuck here because of me.

My mother, Ava, died while giving birth to me so I never got to meet her, but I miss her every single day. I feel lost without her.

Since my mom passed away my dad, Jerry, blamed me and beat me daily. As he is the alpha of this pack, Bloodnight Pack, he gets away with treating me like the dirt on his shoe.

They all turn a blind eye and let him do whatever he wants to me.

I used to be able to heal from all the injuries, but my dad made not only me submit to him but also my wolf, so much so that my wolf, Aurora, disappeared and I’m not sure if she will ever come back.

I was seven when I lost her. Werewolves have their wolves from birth, so I had seven years of bonding with her and she was taken away from me.

Now all the beatings are doubly painful because I do not have her to share them with. She would help me if I couldn't handle it and take control but now, I must do it solo.

It makes me feel lonely. As she is gone, all my heightened senses are also gone, but I believe she will come back to me. One day.

I pick up my rock which is now blunt and scrape at the wall for the 4,380th time since I have been here.

Today I am turning nineteen.

I have been stuck in this xxxx hole for exactly twelve years. Twelve long, dreadfully painful years.

I peek out my window which you can only see through one eye, and watch as my old pack mates greet each other with joy and love. Jealousy washes over my entire body and a grimace sets on my face.

The pack agrees that I should not be with them as I no longer have my wolf, so technically, in their eyes, I am just a measly human who should be locked up for knowing about their species.

My cell door rattles, letting me know that it is time.

Every morning, after the sun has risen, my dad comes down into the prison along with his beta, Billy, and the gamma, Luke. to beat me until I pass out.

They both resent me nearly as much as my dad as they knew my mom and had promised to protect her. Especially Luke, who had been her guard.

When my mom died the whole pack grieved for the loss of their luna and threw the blame on me.

I would have regular daily beatings, but sometimes Luke is left alone with me and his wolf takes over and rapes me. I have lost track of how many times he has done it. I am tainted.

I gave up long ago on believing that I have my mate out there in the world. I am never going to leave this place.

I am going to die here, so there is no need to have false hope, and even if I did manage to leave, they would not want me; I am damaged goods.

I turn their way but make sure to keep my head lowered as a sign of submission. Fear forces out an involuntary whimper.

“Shut up, you xxxxxxxx Luke screams at me. The harshness in his voice makes me squeeze my eyes shut. Even after all these years, I am still terrified to my core.

“Come here,” my dad says, deathly calm. I obey. A backhand sends me flying into the cell wall, blurring my vision. “Get up!” I hear; the voice is my father’s. Using the wall, I wobble, but I stand.

A rough hand wraps around my throat and squeezes my airway closed. My eyes snap open to find my father staring at me with a sort of longing.

He gives this look to me a lot. It is as if he is looking into my mother’s eyes, but within a split second it’s gone, and he bashes my head into the wall, splitting it open once again.

“This should be fun,” is all I hear before the sound of a whip cracks, and a blade is plunged into my left side.

This continues for what seems forever but in reality, it is probably fifteen minutes.

I’ve blacked out twice. I think I am free for the rest of the day when they start to leave, but Luke is still here staring intensely at me.

I know what is going to happen. A single tear escapes my eye, and then more follow. He smirks menacingly. The sound of his belt buckle echoes throughout the cells.

I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head constantly as if it would make any difference, but it doesn't.

“Come on, baby,” Luke says sickly sweet. “I don’t bite. Well, only a little,” he continues with a slight chuckle.

I scream and throw my fists and legs with the little bit of energy I have left, but it was no use. Not that it would have done much damage anyway.

He grabs me and throws me onto the mattress which now has holes and springs hanging out of it—trying to escape, just like me.

With the beatings, I do not put up a fight. I feel like I deserve them for what I did to my mom. But being raped, I do fight back—as much as I can manage to.

He climbs on top of me and traces his tongue down the side of my neck. I close my eyes and try to think of something better—my mom.

I remember what she looked like from a photo that rested on my bedside table from when I was younger. I would stare at it nightly.

I try to imagine her cooking while I watched her or her teaching me how to apply makeup or style my hair.

I try to think of simple, happy times, which I will never have, or so I thought…

My eyes open as Luke starts pulling his pants off and I see the keycard for my cell hanging out of his pocket. It falls out and before it drops to the floor.

I quickly xxxxxx it and stuff it under my mattress before he notices. My heart quickens but Luke won't realize it as he would just think it is because of what he is doing to me.

The cell door self-locks when you close it and it is open right now, so he will not need his keycard until tomorrow morning.

A new sense of hope floods my body. I am going to get out of here.

I am going to be free. I just have to get through this…


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Once Luke finishes, he gives me a final punch in the head which knocks me out for a few hours.

When I wake up, I see that darkness has spread, as the light that shone through my peephole this morning is no longer there.

I peek out my “window” to see that all the pack members are gathered, but without my wolf, I cannot hear what they are saying.

Every year on my birthday, my mom’s death, the pack comes together to mourn for their fallen luna and to pray that she is well and happy with Selene, the Moon Goddess.

I hate my birthday. It is just another reminder that I killed my mother and that I am a horrible, disgusting human being.

My head lowers in shame and tears pour down my face as I break down in grief.

I look back out my cell window as I hear howls. The pack is shifting to howl for their widowed alpha and the death of their luna.

This is my chance. My only chance to escape this xxxx hole.

All the guards that would have been on patrol are at the meeting for their luna, so I will have a quick escape.

Quickly, I lift the mattress and breathe a sigh of relief to find the keycard still tucked underneath it. For once I am thankful to have just a battered mattress instead of a bed frame.

I leap the meter from my “bed” to the cell door. I peek out, just in case, checking both ways.


My heart starts pounding and my hands dampen. I reach my hand with the keycard out to place it into the lock, but my fingers slip and I drop the keycard onto the concrete ground. My heart stops.

I crouch on my knees and press myself to the cell bars, as close as I can and stretch my hand forward. I’m too short to reach it.

I keep pushing myself to grab it. This is my only shot to escape, so I have to keep trying. My fingernail briefly scratches the keycard.

I keep doing a reach and drag method, and when it is close enough, I scoop it up into my hand.

I still have a chance! Being more careful this time, I place the keycard in the lock, and I hear a buzz. The gate opens. It’s open!

Slowly, I push the gate, hoping to muffle the screeching of the door. This is the first time I would step out of my cell since I was seven.

I stick my toe out and the rest of my foot follows until it is flat on the floor. I repeat it with my other foot. I’m out.

I double-check to make sure no guards are down here.

My dad would always come from the left, so that’s where I turn to. Sprinting down the dim hallway, I keep running until I see another door.

I search around for a key, but I can’t find anything. However, I see another lock just like the one on my cell door. I place the same keycard into the lock and I hear another buzz. The door opens.

I’m going to escape! I can do this!

I head up a set of stairs that leads to a trapdoor. It’s wedged. I keep pushing with all my strength until it opens with a loud bang.

The trapdoor lies on the ground. I start clawing my way out of the hallway and into the outside world.

I have dreamed about this moment countless times. Being free and able to feel the grass again.

But the thought of being caught overrides those glorious feelings and makes me step my bare feet onto the ground and just take off into the nearest forest without looking around.

I don’t know if they can hear me with their heightened senses. I do not know how far a fully grown wolf’s senses extend. I sprint as fast as my legs will allow me, but it is not very fast.

Even though I have alpha blood inside of me, it is useless with no wolf, so I run as fast as my human strength will allow me.

Whizzing through the trees, everything turns into a blur. My only mission is to leave the territory.

They would never follow me into a territory that wasn’t theirs. Other packs could take it as a sign of wanting to start a war.

Bloodnight Pack has a massive amount of territory, so I am going to be running for a while to escape them. After running for about forty seconds, I am out of breath.

Being stuck in a cell for twelve years means you have no stamina, so running even a short amount of distance is tiring.

I lean against a tree trying to catch my breath, but it is stolen again by loud paw prints hitting the ground, heading in my direction.

I take off again, using all my adrenaline to help me win my freedom. They're gaining on me and I cannot tell which direction they are coming from.

I must be getting closer to the border as I hear wolves snapping and yapping their teeth at me.

I push myself so hard, trying to outrun a pack of wolves. I’m so close. I’m nearly there.

I see the borderline ahead. I keep going. I do not look back, just keep looking forward and only forward.

Luckily, the moonlight creates something of A pathway toward my new life, which is hopefully a better one.

I’m so close…

A snarl echoes through the woods as my first foot steps over the borderline and my other foot follows close behind.

I feel it then. The bond to Bloodnight Pack snaps in two. I thought I would have felt it when I lost my wolf, but I didn’t.

I no longer belong to Bloodnight Pack. I am now a rogue. I belong to no one. I am free.

I did it. I escaped…


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Age Rating: 18+

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Age Rating: 18+

Note: This story is the author’s original version and does not have sound.


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Age Rating: 18+