Chapter 2-The Runaway Teen.
Helanie:
Every inch of my existence was battered. My body throbbed, and my eyes were now dry from crying.
When I woke up, I found myself beside an abandoned building of the dead pack.
It took me a few minutes to even force my eyes completely open. But I still hadn't managed to move much since then.
Quiet whimpers slipped from my lips whenever I tried to call for help.
It wasn't even the physical pain that weighed me down—it was the crushing of my spirit and the violation of my body that left me paralyzed.
"Ugh!" A sorrowful groan escaped as I tried to push myself to my feet, only to collapse once again.
Those Alphas showed me no mercy, even when I wore the pendant that was supposed to keep them from losing control.
I barely had any clothing left. My undergarments were ripped away, and the dress I wore was torn apart from the shoulders down.
But it was still enough to cover at least part of my body.
I started my journey home on foot with much difficulty. By the time I reached the pack, it was broad daylight.