"Let me go please," I begged but he continued to torture me mercilessly.

His lengthy, angular leather belt slashed against my skin. I could feel the blood trickling down my body. He stopped hitting me and moved away. My wolf was cowering away in my head. What great help she was. I mustered up my last bit of energy and courage to open my eyes. But I couldn't hold back the tears as I watched my own biological father slip on a condom preparing to violate me once again. He staggered towards me, obviously still pissing drunk and shoved me on my back. Pain shot through my whole body. But before he could push himself into me, someone thankfully started pounding on the front door. He stood up and pulled up his pants, heading to see who stopped him from getting to fuck me. I grabbed my phone and his wallet from the table in our basement. I pushed the door and fled to the small shed in our yard. Ever since my mother disappeared and he started drinking, I would always keep a bag with clothes and some food and water incase I had to run away. Thank God I did. I was finally leaving my asshole of a father. My entire body ached as I dragged myself through the forest separating my father's house from the rest of the city.

I have no idea how long I had been walking, where I was or where I was gonna go but when my legs gave out I was at a lake getting some crystal clear water to drink. I heard movement in the bushes and out stepped the most handsome and intriguing man I have ever seen. He was tall and muscular with solid 8 pack abs. His hair was blond and shiny and his eyes were a mixture of blue and green swirls and he was naked. "MATE" I whispered as I got lost in his eyes. He was at my side in seconds.

"Mate...." his deep husky voice broke as he picked me up in his arms. And before I passed out he said, " I am here and I will protect you."