My Alpha's Fairytale

Slave. It's a word I've heard for the past ten years. So much that I have completely forgotten what my real name was. My money-driven parents sold me to the Alpha of the New Moon pack in return for a large sum of money. I was nothing but a worthless human to them, and I was knocked down, beaten, worked to death, and cursed all day. Losing all hope in life, something still made me want to hang on just a little while longer. I could feel my chest warm up with fire. I pray to God that I'm not going crazy...