Being born from rape and taking her mother life from birth. 
They detested her; treated her badly and gave her no name. Wanting nothing to do with her.
Girl, they called her, for eighteen years; until it had become the only name she knew for herself.
When her family who should have taken care of her. Find themselves in a big financial debt. The only hope in getting themselves out of the terrible mess they had created was to send her, to their pack leader house to work in repaying their debt.
Hating what they were doing to her. Girl, was clueless that working within the home of the alpha's son would somehow affected her.

The wolf without a name

The room I've been locked up in for years, of the dark wolf living inside me. The Inside was like a small apartment. I had a living room, my bedroom, and a bathroom. My mother; the Luna had designed the place wanting me to feel comfortable, but how could I feel relaxed living a life where I was unable to control my beast and locked away from everyone, my family, and most of all from ever finding my one true mate. 


I started to worry about my mate even though I have never met her. About how sad she must be, not being able to find me. I sink my hand within my bed angrily ripping the sheet thinking how heartbroken my mate must be, out there trying hard to find me. More thoughts filled my head worrying even more about other male wolves taking advantage of her and too hurting her. I growled; allowing it to echo within my room. Angry at the thought of anyone hurting her. 


Chapter 16:The red hair maid (Christian P.O.V)