ALPHA JASON'S MATE

Bella POV My name is Bella Carter, a member of the Crescent pack, obviously an orphan. I was adopted by a single mother who later died with her child, and after that, I began to work as a house help with one of the Pack's members. I was always beaten, and tortured by everyone who felt like inflicting pain on me whenever they wanted. It was tormenting to live with these types of people who felt that it was right to inflict pain on the members of their pack instead of protecting them. I was a loner, which was the reason people took advantage of me. I was also the weakest member of the pack. My wolf had tried communicating with me, telling me to fight back, but I wouldn't listen, so I guess, she was angry with me that we lost communication. When my adopted mother was alive, life was rosy for me but after her death, everything changed. People called me names, they told me that I was cursed, that I killed my parents, my adopted mother, and her child. In the house I worked, I wasn't allowed to touch some items. The woman of the house was nice but didn't allow me to touch anything without her husband consenting to it. I was given the name Carter by my adopted mother while the name Isabella was found on the necklace my adopted mother saw worn on me. The woman of the house was kind to me, but I feared that one day she was going to change completely towards me. It was all because of her I had a place to sleep. Left to her husband, I should leave to the street after taking care of his house, but the woman told me to stay in the little house outside the one they lived in. I could see the fear in her eyes whenever her husband looked at her after scolding me. After some while, the woman also died leaving her husband and children alone. "You are cursed," He always told me. He instructed me not to stop my duty in the house unless I wanted to see his brutal side. I agreed to this in fear. He reminded me anytime I came to his house of how his wife accepted me and how she died. I saw how brutal he was when he began to punish me; his friends punished me, and I was made to parade the street in the night. "You have ten minutes to get this," He said to me in the night, waking me up, and I had no choice but to get it within ten minutes, or I would be beaten brutally. His children, both younger and older mocked me. I was always punished for the slightest mistake. I was made to clean the entire house. The house was large, and some of his friends lived there. It had more than twelve rooms, but no one dared force themselves on me as they feared death. I didn't complain as I believed that I was at fault. Maybe, my presence murdered anyone who showed me mercy. I will keep accepting their punishments until I die. I sniffled when I remembered the punishments I always received. It wasn't my fault that I came into this world, but why did the moon goddess make me like this? I didn't get to see or know who my real parents were. The woman who had adopted me also died. "Why this tragedy?" I asked myself. The torture, the maltreatment, I just had to overlook. Someday, I will either be taken by the cold hand of death, or maybe someone will take me away making me understand that I am not what they call me to be. I walked out of the house door as I was done cleaning and was met by one of his friends, a lady. She laughed at me to scorn. "You, this good-for-nothing scumbag," she said laughing. "You look like a fool in this attire." Ignoring her words, I greeted her and hurried to my quarters. Immediately, I got into my quarter, I heard her scream. "What is it?" I asked myself nervously. I was afraid to go out as I might be implicated in anything she was planning. But, the scream got louder. I walked out of my quarter a little and flinched as I saw her being bitten by two wolves. I withdrew back, but what got me afraid was when I saw one of the wolves transform into a human. He was one of the man of the house's friends. I raced back into my quarter and sat on the floor. "It's not safe here," I said. I walked to the window as I still didn't believe what I saw. As I climbed up a table to get a glimpse, the other wolf had already transformed into a human. I stood, watching in horror as I saw her body fall to the ground. "What the heck!" I exclaimed silently. I watched, as I saw the man of the house walk out, shaking the two men. He turned to look at my window and I got down immediately so as not to be caught watching them. "How can he want to kill his friend?" I asked myself. "Did he also kill his wife?" My instinct told me to shut my door close, which I did. I also climbed the table and closed my window. "It's better dying of suffocation than being bitten," I told myself. Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door and this made me afraid. The knock became louder deafening my ears. I took in a deep breath ready for whatever might happen. Slowly, I walked to the door and met Mr. Scott, the man of the house standing. "I need you to clean up this mess." He said, pointing to the lady's body. I knew better than to disobey his words. I walked out to get the body. "I want it clean; no one should see it, or you will be forced to go to jail." He said. I knew he meant every one of his words, although he was scared to touch me as he didn't want to die.