Narrators' pov
Hello there reader. If this is your first time reading this book, then it is crucial that you read this part of the story. 
If you aren't then you may skip over this chapter. This book will revolve around the supernatural. You are the one that will decide if this story is true or not.
Now let us begin.This story all started 20 years ago. It was a warm bright day when it all came crashing down....

Third pov
A little four year old raced through the hallway as a frightening being chased after her. She let out a scream as two arms enveloped around her small figure.

"Let me go! I don't wanna go back," she cried out as the man that held in his arms glared at her.

"Shut up before I give you something to cry about, little brat."

A look of fear was visible in her eyes as they grew closer to the room that was called her prison. Something snapped inside her and she let out ear-splitting screech. The man dropped her to cover his sensitive ears that were beginning to bleed. The little girl took that as her chance and fled without looking. She looped through people's feet as they rushed to where the sound had come from. Through all the chaos, she managed to run out of the dreadful looming castle that was covered in moss and behind a wooden house. She glanced around to check her surroundings before realizing that the villagers would rat her out if her father came looking for her. After all, he was their Alpha. She let out small whimper and rushed into the forest that surrounded the small village. The only thing on her mind was to get away as quickly as possible.

The little girl tried running as fast as she could with her short legs. In two minutes, she was already out of breath. She placed a hand on a nearby tree before sinking to the ground, the first thing to hit the ground was her bare scratched knees. Her chest was rising and falling quicker than ever. All her adrenaline was fading away and revealing how hurt she was. Her rags that were once clothes barely covered her chest and bottom. Scars were printed all over her young body, and she even had open wounds on her legs and lower abdomen.

The rest of her body fell to the ground and instinctively curled up to a small ball, bleeding out.  A small rustle came from behind the tree but she ignored it as she imagined it was the wind. Her eyes slowly began to close before a loud growl ringed through the air. Her eyes flew open and before she knew it, a large creature bit her leg and threw her to the side. Her back exploded with pain as she hit the trunk of a tree. Her body slumped to the ground once more as she stared at the bright sky, paralyzed from the pain she hadn't bother to let out a scream.  A few thoughts ran through her head before her vision clouded.

'Somebody help me.'

By the time she had woken up, there was shrieks in the air and smoke was filling her small lungs. She stirred fully awake but pain shoot through her. Her actions made her regret even moving at all. A small scream of pain came from her, slightly tearing up from the terrible pain. Even though the little girl knew that no one would come, she still let out an anguished scream of help, calling out for her mother. As expected, no one came to save her. That didn't stop the girl from screaming out into the forest that she figured was empty, but fate is cruel. Her screams alerted her presence to the bloodthirsty rouge that was searching the very forest she was in.

That very same bloodthirsty rouge was searching vengeance for its dead mate. Their soulmate had been murdered by a pack of werewolves and sadly to say, the four year old female was apart of that pack. The Royal pack.

Small sniffles came from inside her throat as she rose to her tiny legs. She knew that no one was coming to save the battered girl. If they did, they would have saved her the day she was born. Instead of crying about her feelings once more, determination filled her to began her journey back to the burning village. She knew the consequences of going back but that didn't stop the runt. Not at all.

"AVIE!!"

Another body of her height came speeding towards the unsuspecting girl. Thankfully the small body stopped in front of her instead of knocking her down.

"J-Jaxie," the girl questioned with confusion clouding her mind. The boy seemed so distraught like if he had been searching everywhere for her.

"Mommy says I have to go. She said we will never see each other again. I don't want to leave!"

The news punched her straight in the stomach. Jax was one of the people that had helped her get through the beatings from her parents that his parents also stopped. She disliked the idea of them leaving her behind.

"J-j-jaxie... you can't leave," she cried out, letting the tears that were building up, spill out in front of her best friend. It wasn't long before she heard someone scream the name of her brother. Forgetting what was happening, she ran straight into the chaos in the village. Panic had filled her tiny mind. Now she was only running on instinct and adrenaline, the pain numbed her body. If only she hadn't, the small girl would have not seen the horrific scene of her brother being murdered before her eyes. The same rogue from earlier that was looking for Raven, found her brother instead. As it was said before, fate was cruel when it wanted to be. Her eyes grew in panic and fear, her very own brother was being dragged away. His hand was in the arm raised towards her saying to escape. To not look but that's all she could while they snapped his neck in their jaws. A loud scream pierced through the air. At first she didn't know where it came from but it dawned onto her that it was her. That was the last thing Raven saw as she once again lost consciousness. The events that took effect in the last hour came all rushing back now, overwhelming her small child mind. The last thing she heard was her nickname being called out by her best friend Jax.

And that children is the beginning of Raven Moon's story.