Save My Mate novel Chapter 1

You can't describe how it feels to be me because you're not me, to begin with. No one knows the pain I feel every day. Since the day I was born, I've been treated like trash, the runt of the pack. Everybody feels different under specific circumstances, so you'll never know. I don't understand what I did to deserve this, so, let me tell you my story.

The beatings had started happening by the time I turned five, and the exclusion started a year after that. Having no friends except your brother. You don't know how it feels. Because like I said, you're your own person.

I wake up to the sound of my bedroom door closing and I immediately open my eyes, afraid of what might occur. My eyes are met with some blue ones, ones that I recognize instantly.

"C'mon, it's time to wake up, you know what happens if you don't get out of the house in time." My brother, Balthazar, says. This is my routine every day. You might be thinking, 'Are you gonna make breakfast for the pack or something?' Cause the answer is no. The pack has maids to do that for them, I'm just the answer when they have anger bottled up.

I nod, my eyes now open and alert cause many things go unexpectedly when you're me. I get up from my bed, which is basically a hard mattress with a thin blanket, and make my way towards my bathroom and wash my face. I look in the mirror and see that my gray eyes don't have a sparkle, they never did. My dark brown hair, nearly in the shade of black, isn't shiny, cause it never was either. My body is thin, from the lack of food I get, except in the mornings, and I'm disgusted from how bony I look.

It brings tears to my eyes, but then I remember; It will always be like this, and nothing can really change that. My pack is part of the top twenty in the world, so it's not like anyone will save me, heck, who would want to save me. I grab the towel on the rack next to me and dry my face. Placing it back where it was, I head back to my room where I see Balthazar shuffling around nervously. He gets like this every day because he is scared of what the day might bring to me.

He dreads it.

"Hurry Trix, they are all going to get up at any moment." He says. I nod and go into my closet, picking out what I'm going to wear. A black shirt and black sweatpants that Balthazar had gotten me, along with some black combats. I enter the room once again and see my brother holding my book bag, waiting by the door. Once he see's me, he quickly grabs my hand and starts walking me down the flight of stairs and darting out the door.

We finally receive our breakfast, which was pancakes for me and a morning sandwich for Balthazar. Its the only thing I eat throughout the entire day. Before we left, the lady that had passed us our food gave my brother a flirtatious smile, along with a wink. He just smiled as politely as he could but from what I can tell from grimace he made instead, he really didn't like it. My brother isn't an ugly guy.

Being a werewolf meant he was in shape, and he had those blue eyes and tan skin. He had dark brown hair like mine, only a little lighter and has defined cheekbones and a jawline, and from what I've seen, girls swoon over him. But from what I can tell, he didn't care. My brother wasn't a player, then again, he never dated anyone. He is saving himself for his mate, and I'm very proud of since unmated wolves don't tend to do that.

We were very close to the school, and I was dreading for my arrival there. My stomach even started to turn, But luckily I didn't throw up. We had finally reached our destination, and Balthazar put the Wrangler in the park. I felt tears threatening to fall. I was feeling afraid, scared, anxious, upset, so many feelings. Balthazar noticed, and hugged me so tight.

"It's okay," he said, his voice cracking. He knew it wasn't okay, he was afraid of what might happen when he's not there. My brother is Delta now, which means he has some power in the pack, and no one dares to touch me when he's there. But unfortunately, they do when he's not. My brother never really wanted to be Delta, he's not friends with the Alpha or Beta, he just has this role because it was a tradition. He is the son of a Delta, so he inherits the privilege.