Back and Better book novel Chapter 1

Prologue

“f*****g nerd!”

“No, she’s really a dumbass.”

“Either way she’s disgustingly ugly.”

“Four eyes.”

“Bitch.”

“Slut.”

“Cunt.”

“STOP!” I begged amongst all the yelling.

The Alpha’s son, Erebus, walks up to me, tilting up my chin. “Why would we stop? You’re the perfect punching bag. Weak, ugly, fat… All your good for is taking out anger on. Never forget that.” With that Erebus turns on his heel and walks away, the rest of the pack following him.

I was left in the high school yard, bleeding profusely from the beating I received, and wishing for death.

This memory from earlier today plays over and over in my mind, causing me to be more and more serious about the action I’m considering.

My name is Amira Warner. I am 15 years old, turning 16 tomorrow, and am midway through my sophmore year at high school. I am part of the red river pack, and I am the b***h of the pack. I’m beaten every single day, and verbally abused. The worst part? Our soon to be Alpha, Erebus, is the one who does most of the beating.

Yeah, I’m not the most skinny girl out there. But I know for a fact that I am not as obese as they tell me. In fact I’ve mostly stopped eating all together so that I can look prettier.

But f**k it. Nobody will ever like me, and clearly I’m a waste of space.

Tomorrow, at the age of 16, I’m supposed to shift into my wolf and find my mate. But I no longer want either of those things.

I’m done.

I take the razor I’ve dislodged from a shaving razor and pocket it, heading out into the forest behind my house. I don’t know how far I walk, but I find a beautiful meadow that seems like the perfect place to end my life. I take a seat underneath an oak tree, and pull out the razor.

I’ve always been called a wimp. But I’m not going to be. I’m going to finish myself once and for all.

God, but what about my parents? They don’t know about any of the bullying, because my brother heavily participates in it. I fear they wouldn’t believe me if I tell them.

I take a deep breath, and dig the razor into the crook of my elbow on my left arm. I the drag it all the way down to my wrist.

I repeat the same action on my right arm.

I thought I would panic, but I don’t. I feel happy.

Peaceful, even.

“Hey man, you did f*****g awesome in training” I hear a voice ring out as three sets of footsteps approach me. I groan.

“Yeah, you too.”

“Awww, my baby brothers are doing so well.”

“f**k you, Alpha.”

“Pass. I’m not into incest.

“Wait, do you guys smell that?”

There’s a pause in the conversation.

“Blood” The three men say together.

The footsteps run in my direction, and three boys are suddenly kneeling down in front of me. I can’t see clearly anymore, but I think I can make out concern on their facial expressions.

“Oh my god! I think she’s trying to kill herself!”

“LAWRENCE! GET THE FIRST AID KIT FROM UNDER THAT BUSH!”

“f**k off” I mutter. “Let me die in peace, please.”