Prologue

Slave. A word I've heard so often for the past 10 years that I completely forgot what my real name was. 

My money-driven parents sold me to the Alpha of the New Moon pack when I was 10 years old and in return, he paid them a fair sum of money.

"You are just a worthless human!" was their reply when I asked why they were giving me to him, and since then I have been the New Moon pack’s slave. They all beat me whenever they feel like it and always order me around to do their chores. 

I lost all hope in life and have wished to leave it as soon as possible, but something is making me hold on, and I sure hope it's worth it.