Alpha Maximus：The last lycan

　　Hope

　　I wake up in the cold of winter, and my breath fogs up the attic window. I slowly sit up, trying not to disturb my wounds. I stand and stare at the broken mirror in front of me.

　　My white dress, not so white anymore, is covered with grime, dust and dirt. The edges are tattered with the odd rip, and the material is thin in places, and has over time, frayed.

　　My eyes are an unusual bright silver and blue. My hair used to be white, almost platinum blonde, but it has been years since I have had the luxury of using soap in my hair, so now it looks ash blonde.

　　Freezing, I grab the only other piece of clothing I have, and wear it over the top of my dress. It is a tatty old cardigan with no buttons, so I hold the front of it closed with my hands, which are shaking from the cold.

　　The sound of birds outside my window captures my attention, and I turn my head to look out the window at the birds, hopping around in the fresh snow. It’s beautiful and calming to watch but does not bring me any warmth.

　　I am about to speak for the first time in years. I approach Alpha Tate and ask him for a blanket, and some warmer clothes. The whole pack freeze in shock at my words as most have never heard me speak.

　　‘Please. I might freeze to death one of these nights. Just one blanket, or warmer clothes, is all I ask of you,’ I beg.

　　Alpha Tate is twenty-two, and mateless. He is handsome, with light brown hair, and brown eyes. He is masculine and six foot tall.

　　He stands, stomps over to me, and holds me up with his hand, wrapped around my neck. He stares deeply into my bright silver and blue eyes. My hands are on his hand, trying to loosen his grip. I can't breathe, as he yells in my face; his breath smells like cheese.

　　‘You dare ask favours of me, Hope? After we already let you sleep in the attic, and eat our leftovers? You are the pack slave and nothing more, which means you get nothing more!’ He yells, and throws me across the floor. I whimper in pain.

　　‘I'm sorry. I won’t ask again. Please forgive me,’ I say, keeping my eyes on the floor. Alpha Tate scoffs, walks back to his plate, lifts it up, and walks over to me.

　　‘It seems Hope is hungry!’ He says cruelly, and tips the remnants of his dinner over my head, and a warm liquid drips down my face. I look at the sauce dripping onto the floor in front of me. The room roars with laughter, and I dare not move.

　　‘I think she is still hungry,’ he chuckles. ‘Anyone else want to give her something to eat?’ He asks, and the pack members throw scraps of food at me.

　　A soft-boiled potato hits my head. I keep my eyes down on the ground, not wanting anyone to see the tears I’m holding back.

and I stand up and race out of the room and down the

all the food and sauce from my hair and body. As soon as I’m done, I run back to the pack house completely drenched, and sneak back upstairs to the

my wet cardigan and dress, squeeze the water out

in the corner of the room and fall asleep. Not long after,

at me. His expression quickly changes to a smirk as he stares at my naked

quickly cross my arms to cover my breasts, and curl my legs in closer to my

huddled in the corner, keeping my eyes on the floor. I shiver from the cold

　‘Stand up,

half with one hand, and my breasts with the

them still, so he can have a good look at my naked flesh. There is instant desire in his eyes and he

a slave, but your body is sexy,’ he says,

up against the wall. He touches my face and runs a finger down my lips,

as hard as I can, and don’t let go. I taste his blood in my mouth; it drips down my

and then

and watch him tear a strip off his shirt, and wrap it around his finger to stop the bleeding. He glares at me

　‘You’ll pay for that!’

collapse onto my mattress,

　　Alpha is going to be mad when he hears about this! My wolf, Storm,

　What was I supposed to do? I couldn't let

here for a few more days until we’re eighteen and hopefully our mate

mate doesn't

　Our mate will love us. You’ll see!

prepare breakfast for the pack. I put a pot

the porridge a stir. I collect the

members talking, I quickly put porridge in all the bowls before dashing back upstairs before any of the pack members see