What I imagined Hazel would look like. ^

I was being dragged in the woods. By a strong man who is my mate. How fun! We arrive at this castle. My mouth hung wide, but closed immediately and whimpered when I heard thunder.

Im scared of the thunder ever since they kept me in a cage outside in the rain and thunder. He pushes me forwards causing me to fall yet again on my broken arm.

A whimper escapes my lips. He pulls me again once were inside the castle he looks down at me looking at my features.

I gulp knowing i have a black eye and other scars and bruises. He drags me down the stairs, literally drags me! And tosses me into a cell.

Please no, i-i don't w-want to be put into a cell again. He glares and leaves. Whats the point of leaving one hell hole just to go to another.

I let the image of the woods come into my mind. That was the first time i seen nature since i was five I believe. I close my eyes and tears escape them.

I don't want to go another ten years being in cells. Im scared,weak,tired, and i can go all day of how i feel. I rather die, then stay in these cells.

I remember the day i got beaten to death when my body was trying to shift into my wolf form. That stopped the whole process and i was out for three days. When i awoke they made me clean all my blood up.

The other kids would come and go, but me I stayed..... They wouldn't let me go. I heard a growl from my stomach. I haven't eaten in two months. I only received stale bread, but it would satisfy me when i was hungry.

The door opens again and my mate walks in. He has tattoos all over, a lip piercing, and black and dyed blonde tips.

" look here rogue, i don't want a mate I could kill you know, but thats not fun without torturing you". I begin to have a panic attack. Please don't! Please, I don't want anymore beatings.

He hovers over me and grabs me by my rags. " I don't care what you want, it's what i want". I hear the thunder again and whimper.

Scared mutt, he grumbles. If only he knew the torture I've been through. He leaves the room and I sighed.

I close my eyes making my way into my usual same nightmare.

Mommy and daddy said we were going on a twrip to a fun place, I cheered. We stood in the woods and a van pulled up. My five year old self stood in confusion. My daddy handed over a wad of cash and the two scary men came and lifted me up carrying my little body that was putting up a fight to get away i looked up and saw my parents gone. I Was thrown in the van were one of the men drove and the other beat me until I lost conscious.

I wake up with my mate starring at me causing me to jump."Why can't i find information on you"? I shrug not knowing what to say. "What is your name"? My name is Hazel. "Last", he says. I don't know, i whisper. "What pack". I don't have a pack. "Then were the Fuck did you come from"!I flinched, holding my tears in.

I don't know its a place were they keep kids and beat them. I-i don't know.

He walks to a wall and pulls a whip out of it. I go into the corner of the cell shaking from the coldness and fear. I looked up at him begging for him not to do it. I look into his eyes cold facial that shows no emotion.

He wraps my rags off and i close my eyes tight. He hesitates for a second but slashes my back. The searing pain hurts, but I don't cry knowing in used to it. 

He finishes after a hour and i sigh in relief. "Do you h-have a something f-for my arm"? He grunts and walks out.

My arm is going to heal in the wrong place great, just great.