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

His eyes widen seeing it was me as if he were searching for me all along. Quickly, he moved away from his secret cottage. I slowly walked from Emma still in pain meeting him. He wrapped his strong hard arms around me the minute he got close to me. I sobbed quietly within his arms, feeling safe. 


Alpha Christian gently removed my head from his hard muscular chest, raising it to his handsome face. He stared within my eyes worriedly. 


"What had happened?" he inquired me while he stared at the ugly mark Josh had given me on my right cheek and then at my head which was no longer covered by my long, curly red hair. 


I lower my head and cry, while his warm hands still rest against each side of my face. 


"My mate did this and I killed him," I heard Emma answered him sadly while she cried out; louder than ever; falling onto the ground. 


"He is dead, he is dead, and I killed him," I kept on hearing Emma said as if she was going insane as she cried. I cried even more hearing her. 


Chapter 41: Safe in the alpha's arms