Pain. That's what I feel when I wake up. Groaning quietly, I lift the duvet off my legs, and place them on the cold floor. A small shiver runs through my body but I ignore it, already familiar to the cold air.

I look at the small alarm clock on the floor, near my bed, which reads six am. I don't know why I bother checking the time when I wake up at six every morning. My body is used to it. Somehow my brain screams at my eyes to open up, and then my eyes take a little longer, so it screams to my body to move, and then I'm awake.

Lifting myself up from the floor mattress- my bed- I walk towards the adjacent bathroom. I walk inside and ignore the small mirror hanging on the wall. I walk towards the sink, and turn the cold water on. I splash my face with water, to wake myself up a bit more. Then I walk towards the shower, and turn it on, knowing for at least 5 minutes it's freezing cold water. In that time, I use the toilet and brush my teeth. I strip out of my clothes and stand in the shower letting the water slide down my face. It's warm. Not hot, not cold. Warm.

Washing my hair quickly with coconut shampoo and my body with a coconut shower gel, I step out of the shower wrapping a small towel around my body. I pick up my dirty clothes from the floor, wiping the floor with them a little to dry up the water dripping from my hair. I walk out of the bathroom, and throw my clothes in the basket in the corner. Walking towards my small drawer set, I pull a drawer out and pull my black ripped jeans - ripped from being used too much- and a grey off the shoulder top, along with my black panties and bra.

I quickly get dressed and towel dry my hair. I brush it out to get the tangles out, and then walk out of the room quickly. Closing the door behind me, I take a deep breath and let it out.  

“A new day Skylar. Just smile,” I mumble to myself and walk down the attic stairs. I sleep in the attic with another Omega. My best friend Scarlet.

I walk down the three sets of stairs and get to the ground floor. I walk towards the kitchen and walk inside, noticing Scarlet putting bread in a toaster.

“Morning Scar,” I mumble, sitting down on a stool in the perfect out-of-the-TV kitchen.

“Morning. Now get your ass moving and get the bacon out. We need to finish for half seven, Sky, so hurry up,” Scar turns around to look at me, while placing a hand on her hip.

“I'm tired,” I mutter, placing my head on the countertop and closing my eyes.

“I know, but I'm not making food for 100 people by myself,” she groans and I sigh, lifting my head up to look at her.

Complaining isn't going to get me anywhere.

I nod, and start helping her with making the breakfast. After 30 minutes of cooking, I walk out of the kitchen and through another set of doors which lead to the dining room. I place two bacon trays on the huge table and walk back out. Scarlet and I place orange juice, milk, water, tea,coffee, toast, eggs, beans, sausages, mushroom and last but not least the ketchup on the table.

I look around the table noticing all the lovely food, when I hear footsteps and chatter in the hallway. My que to go.

I walk back to the kitchen and close the door behind me.

“Here you go,” Scar hands me a bowl. Porridge and fruit. That's all we're allowed to have. We've tried a couple of times to have a huge breakfast, but with the cameras everywhere, we're not given that right.

I take the bowl and walk towards the small table in the corner of the kitchen. I sit down and wait for Scarlet to sit down too.

We eat in silence, her staring at me a couple of times, but I ignore it. I know what she wants to ask, and I want to say no, but she knows what the answer is. Yes.

“So..has anything happened?” she finally asks, pushing her bowl away and looking up at me. Scarlet is a short person. She's only 5 foot for someone's who's 20. I'm not that far off either, only 4 inches taller than her, but I definitely let her know it. I tease her with asking for a plate from the top shelf.  

“Yes, and I don't want to talk about it,” I reply back, eating a blueberry.

“What did he do?” she asks softly.

He. Alpha Jack. I don't know why he hates me so much. I try my best to be away from his sight, but that's hard when you're living in the Pack House.  

“You're zoning out,” Scar chuckles a little and I roll my eyes at her.

“Tell me what he did. You said you won't keep anything from me,” she tries again and I roll my eyes at her. Again.

Picking up both of our bowls, I walk towards the sink.

“The usual.” I tell her while putting the bowls in the sink. We can clean them up later.

“Show me. I'll get the ice,” she says walking towards the huge freezer.

I lift up my sleeves and show her the burn marks he's made. Property of Alpha Jack.

Ever since I found Crystal Pack, Alpha Jack seems to hate me. He did accept me into the pack though. I've tried leaving and decided to live the life of rogue but that wasn't possible. He was always there. Watching me.

Every night, Alpha Jack comes to my room and wakes me up. The first time it happened I didn't think of it much, thinking he needed something so I followed him. Until we got to the basement. The soundproof basement. I screamed and screamed when he would burn my arm, and whip me and bring me so close to death, that I wished for death. Death never came.

I tried to run away, and he found me again, and bought Scarlet downstairs too. He didn't do the same thing to her. He did worse. He raped her. He raped her in front of me. I was screaming, promising that I'd never run away ever. I'd stay forever. Just let her go. And he did. He let her go, making her promise that no one would ever find out about this. If they did, would they ever believe us?  No.

Scarlet had escaped him. I never did. Till this day, I'm always woken up at two in the morning, being led to the basement and chained up. I'm always whipped 20 times. I'm always being burnt with a cigarette. I'm always beaten up. For what? I have no idea.

I came into this pack when I was 12 years old. My parents died protecting me from rogues and hunters. I had to watch, as my dad shouted to run. I ran and never looked back. I found myself at Crystal Pack and I was brought to the Alpha immediately.

He took one look at me and he saved me. I thought he would always save me. Protect me from the bad guys out in the world. That's what packs do. That's what Alphas do. Protect their kind. But I wasn't their kind. I didn't shift. I never shifted, and I never will.

Whatever happens right now, promise me that you will never shift. That you will never show anyone who you really are. There are people out in this world that will kill you for it. Do not shift. Those were the last words my mom said to me. I will keep that promise always.

When I turned 13, and when I forced myself not to shift when everyone else my age was, I was an outcast. I took the pain of not shifting in front of everyone, just to keep a promise. It was 4am in the morning, and my body was heating up even more when I had to jump out of the window. Out of the pack house from the attic, I jumped out. That should have killed me, but I was still alive. Something in my mind was screaming to me to run and run. So I ran. I ran faster and harder until I couldn't take it anymore and I fell down. I was screaming at all the pain I had to go through alone. My bones cracking inside of me. My skin stretching. I was screaming and nobody heard me. When I did shift, I wasn't surprised. I felt free. I felt happy for the first time ever since my parents died.

I had walked back home proudly that day after shifting back to myself. I don't know if everyone else had left a burnt mark on the ground when they shifted but I knew I did. I was different and I loved it. But it was a secret. Nobody knew and nobody could ever find out.

“Did you hear anything I said? Did you even feel the ice pack on your arm?” Scarlet pulls me back out of memory lane and I smile at her softly.

Scarlet can't ever know. Alpha Jack can go through any pack members thoughts. It's probably why he hates me, because he can't go through mine. I have no wall around my mind or anything. It's bare, and he still can't go through it.

“Sorry,” I mumble sheepishly and she rolls her eyes at me.

“Let's go for a run okay? Let's clean up this place quickly and then we'll go for a run,” she says and I nod quickly.

Though I can't shift in front of everyone, it doesn't mean I don't get the excitement everyone else does just hearing about shifting.

I'll be able to shift one day. When I'm stronger and I can protect myself and Scarlet. I will shift and I will show everyone that Skylar Chance, is never to be messed with.

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First chapter is up!

One warning before you jump into this book completely- the comments might be muddled up. The only reason for that is because I cut down on chapters. There was 30 chapters in this book and now there's only 26. Instead of writing 500 words a chapter, I changed that to 1500/3000 words. In between those numbers, so the chapters are longer. My advice would be, don't read the comments if you don't want anything to be spoiled for you, but leave lots of comments because I want to know what you all think- especially rereaders.

I'm really happy with this book now.