Wow! Over 50 reads!!! That's crazy! When I posted this I thought maybe 7 people might see my story.
And #19 in #Unwanted which might not be much but it's pretty exciting for me!😄 Thank you guys for the support!

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Rose's POV:

I got to the border of the pack territory when I remembered Colten never even made me an official member of his pack. So it didn't matter if I crossed the border, I'm already basically a rouge. That thought just made my heart ache even more than it already did. After taking a deep breath I continued to run, away from my mate, away from this pack, away from my shitty life I had and the one that I would have if I stayed. I know is sounds like I'm being a coward and running from my problems, but I have gone through enough and I just can't take it anymore. After running for a while I could feel Ila getting tired. I decided that we had probably gotten far enough away that it would be safe to shift back.
Once i shifted I reached in my bag and grabbed some spare clothes and put them on quickly. Once I was changed
I made my way over to a large tree at sat there for a moment. Ila and I both needed our rest, so I just sat there and thought about all the things that have happened to me. First, my mother dies, then my father gets remarried and the two of them abuse me for 8 years, then when I finally meet my mate, the one person that I thought would make everything ok and would be the only one that truly loves me, didn't even want me.
That's when I broke. Everything that has ever happened to me just came rushing back, and it hurts. It hurts to think that there is no one in this world that cares about me. My mother is dead, my father hates me and wants to kill me. Eliza was nice, but she barely knew me. Then there was my mate. At least through all the sadness of my mother death and the abuse, what kept me going was the thought of my mate some where out there loving me, searching for me. But the fact that that was never true broke my heart. I sat and I cried and cried till I wore my self out and cried myself to sleep.

I don't know how long I had been out but I woke to the sound of foot steps. My eyes snapped open looking around me for any type of danger. The foot steps were growing closer.

"You need to let me out." Ila told me.

"No way! You are to weak to fight!" I stated.

"Oh please even at my weakest point I'm still stronger than you. Now let me out! It's too dangerous to stay here." Ila exclaimed.

She was right. I would be much safer In my wolf form. I may be weak, but I'm less weak when I'm a 250 pound wolf. Yes, I'm fairly small for a werewolf but that's just how it is.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard a twig snap and a low growl. I was immediately on high alert. I quickly shifted and began to run the other way. Technically, I was a rogue possibly on someone else's territory so it was highly likely that if they catch me I will be killed. But because of how small I am he quickly caught up with me, tackling me to the ground. I whimpered in pain from the bruise that had still not healed, and the ones I was sure to get from that attack. When I got up I realized that there were more wolfs surrounding me as well as the one who tackled me. They were all very large. Larger than any werewolf I had ever seen. It was terrifying. They were three times my size and all looking and growling at me. One of them had shifted and slipped on some boxers from out of no where. He was tall and skinny but still had lots of muscles. He could easily kill me right here and now.

"SHIFT ROUGE!" He yelled at me.

I let out a whimper. I couldn't shift in front of all these males. Plus, I accident left my bag of Clothes when I started running, so I had nothing to change into.

"I'm going to tell you again, SHIFT! BEFORE WE KILL YOU!" He scolded.

I was so afraid. I tried to make my self as small as I could. Not making eye contact with anyone is fear they would see it as a sign of disrespect. That's how my father saw it. If I ever looked him In the eyes, even if by accident, he would beat me senseless. Every man in my life has hurt me. First me father, then my mate.

The man who was yelling earlier had gone quiet and I could tell he was mind linking someone. Probably, ordering the other wolfs to kill me.

To be continued...