FATAL BRUISES

My name is Reya Hermosa-Gabriella Jones, my name's meaning is supposed to be backward which says strong, beautiful princess. Which is the total opposite of what I am or well was, ever since I was young my father and pack abused me. They abuse me because I killed my mother when she was giving birth to me. Therefore they made me the omega of the pack (aka the wolf treated the worst) even though I am the Alpha's first born. My father does have another kid, it is a boy, he had the child when I was 8. Ever since I was ten I would get tattoos to cover the hideous bruises I "earned". The only places I have not got tattoos are on my face, butt, private part, and the place where my mates mark would go. I have a couple of piercing too but not as many tattoos I have, in fact I only have 10 pierces. See not that much. Anyways I work in a tattoo shop, I love my job there I have a family who loves, cares and really wants me. They started letting me work there at the age of 12 because my father would not give me any more money to "live off him with". I hated my pack so I ran away at the age of 13 I am now 18. Honestly I feel sorry for them, they missed out on how great I really am. Unfortunately I am leaving the little town I call home. I got a full ride scholarship to Spelman University. That's my dream college, I remember one point of time I thought that I was never going to get to go college. The only problem with going there is that there may be a pack there. If it is a pack there they may try to kill me or worst give me back to my father's pack. Right now I live in a small part of Wisconsin called Racine there is no pack closer than 200 miles away from here. So no one could know I was here to try to take me or kill me. Only downside to that is that I run into other rogues or hunters some better than others and some worst. I am really happy I know how to hide my scent it comes in handy to stay out of trouble, other times I forget and that's what gets me in a lot of trouble. One day I may go back to see how they been without their favorite toy. Hey, maybe even one day I can find my mate. I know he is out there somewhere. Well here is my story.  

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Hey peeps, this is my first story so i don't mind helpful criticism. But please don't be hateful. You can always say something in a nice way. I am human, you are human, we are human, so we all going to make mistakes or suck at something. So all you haters are assholes and are trying to make up for it by making other feel bad. That shit won't work on me anyways. So everyone just enjoy my book comment, vote, give it a try.