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He didn't stop though so I went for plan B. I brought my leg up hard and nailed him right in the place where no man should be hit. He doubled over and I hit him so good he actually threw up. Ooh two points for Alex!

"That's what you get, bitch." I spat at him with a triumphant fist pump. Okay maybe not the adult thing to do but honestly nothing adult like was going on here anyway. I hopped away from the slimy, foul smelling, chunky fluid and made a dash for the door.

"Alexis! Alexis come back here you-" the man howled after me. I still didn't have my shirt but I didn't care. I whirled around and looked at his crumpled figure holding his hurt manhood.

"My name's Alex you pervert." I snarled at him then straightening my bra I sped out of the room. I was like lightning!

It was night ,the time I'm not sure, I'd been in there for a while. Maybe a day?I ran out of the house and to a black truck knowing my stuff was mostly still in there. I tried the handle but it was locked.

For a second I panicked but then I saw a large rock sitting by the dirt driveway. I ran over to it and picked it up looking back at the car. Then with a grunt I threw it at the car window. Crash! Glass shattered everywhere and I ran over and reached inside grabbing my backpack that held all my stuff. Hopefully no one had taken anything but I didn't have time to worry about that right now. I needed to go now.

My feet crunched against the dead fallen leaves as I ran on the side of the road. I'm sure people flashing by in their cars catching me in the headlights we're going berserk seeing a nearly half naked woman running by there cars in the dead of night. I didn't care about them though I was only thinking a few things at the time: escape, run, hide, and above all don't get caught.

That'd been a big rule in my life for the past years since my pack sold me as a plaything for anyone practically. Luckily my motto's what's saved my virginity but let me tell you there were some unfortunate times I almost lost it. My legs ached at running for so long and I dashed into the woods. I collapsed by a tree and leaned into the hard cracked bark for support.

God I was so tired. But I couldn't sleep not now, I had to get a move on. I lurched to me feet and started going through my bag. Yep everything was still here thank God. But where was I to go? A friends house. Ha! What do I look like having friends? No one would be friends with me. Oh no.

Heaven forbid your friends with me: a former omega and now 'pack slut' as they call me. I'm no slut but the words still tap at my already wounded heart.

But fuck friends I'm fine by my own. You know? It's just takes a little getting used to that's all. Like how you learn to never give up where you've been or what you've been through. You stick to yourself and you don't get hurt.

If someone tries to harm you you don't stand around waiting for a stupid signal from someone else. No. You stand up for yourself or you hightail it out of there. It's fight or flight baby. It's a wolf kill wolf world that I live in and you've gotta stay on your toes- or paws- either option.

I sigh and walk on going deeper and deeper into the dark welcoming woods. Yes you might get a little frightened but I wouldn't call it that. I'd say I was alert.

A pine cone suddenly falls and lands next to me. I jump like a frightened cat and yelp. My heart drums in my chest and I sigh realizing my mistake. See, so alert.

Can we keep going? A voice rang in my head and it was then I noticed I'd stopped walking. I nodded and started up my pace.

I walked for what seemed like forever before I had the bright idea to shift into my wolf. I knew my body could take the stress better that way. I just wish I'd thought of it sooner.

I was used to the pain when it came to shifting. The feeling of my bones cracking and muscles twisting. The ache of my joints as they were ripped apart. The tailbone lengthening, a snout forming where my south and nose was. But the weirdest thing for me had to be when my ears moved so they were on top of my head... It just felt odd. The tail and fur had the same affect to but I don't know, maybe it was because my ears were hearing it all and they were moving? Oh well it's not really important.

Fur started sprouting from me and soon after a bit of pain I was my wolf. Boy did it feel good to let her free. I stretched my legs and shook my head. I was Lexi. My pure white fur shimmered in the moonlight and I growled softly.

Finally! Lexi said and I yipped in excitement and relief. I was all white except for the black markings on my ears and below my eyes. My wolf was larger than most and I was picked on because of it as a young girl.

'Eww you look like a male.' They'd say.

'You're nothing but a big freak.'

'Oh no.... You're Queen of the whores! Your Majesty.'

Of course back then I didn't know what a whore was so for a while I took that last part as a rude compliment. But when I found out at about eleven it stung.

'I'm not a whore queen.' I'd spat at the group of kids and some adults. They all looked at me.

'You're right. You're an omega anyway. You're weak, pathetic and stupid. You should just die.' A boy said and mumbles of agreement arose.

Imagine a little old eleven year old who's tinier than all the other kids her age. A frail little girl with crazy brown hair and tearful ebony eyes. That was me. That's what the told me... I got crap like that on a daily. I almost cried- okay I did cry. But I hurried away before it got too bad.

About a month after that when I turned twelve my parents came into my room. They hardly ever visited me even though we lived in the same house I barely saw them and when I did they'd always make up an excuse to leave or yell at me to go clean something. They were not really different in how they treated me then the other pack members but I guess that's how it is when your daughter's a disgraceful omega. But I still loved them and now it's almost funny when I think about what all happened those faithful hours.

Flashback*

I looked up as my parents walked in and happiness rushed over me like a reassuring wave. My mouth curled upward in a smile as they walked toward me. My mothers dark brown hair flowed down her shoulders. My father was the perfect example of a hard working man. His muscles and build made for a great fighter. They were a handsome couple.