There will be a clear trigger warning when Sunny gets into her trauma and a clear end incase anyone would rather skip it. This was more of light cover of everything. The more indetail events will happen in flashbacks.

We decided to just move onto the bed. I sat against the headboard and the other two alphas sat at the end of the bed, much to their chagrin. 

"Before I start to talk about my past or myself I just have one, well no, two questions. I need you to answer them honestly please." I looked a them both expectantly. They looked like puppies sitting at the end of the bed with their legs crossed. They both nodded in unison, must be twin thing. 

"What do you know about the Blood Sin Pack? And I need your honest answers." I could feel my heart pounding in trepidation. I was hoping and praying to the Moon Goddess that they weren't friendly with my old pack.

"We don't actually know a lot about them. They keep to themselves as do the packs surrounding them. What I have heard is mostly rumors. They have never contacted us except once and that was before my time as Alpha but, I can always ask my father what it was about. We are on peaceful terms with them however there is no treaty signed between packs. All I have personally heard is that they do things differently from most packs." Darevin said. I could tell he was trying to figure out why I would ask such a question. 

"Okay now the second question. Can I trust that you will not contact that pack no matter what I'm about to tell you?" I could feel myself rocking slightly. My anxiety only increasing with each passing second. 

"You have our word Little Mate." Devin confidently replied.

"Please don't share what I'm about to tell you with anyone outside of this room. My past is... for lack of better words dark and traumatic."

"We won't share a single detail with another wolf, Little Wolf." Darevin promised.

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"For literally as long as I can remember I was completely by myself. I never had parents or brothers and sisters. I never a single wolf I could trust or run to when something happened to me. I only had myself to rely on."

"And your wolf." Devin interjected.

"My wolf?" I don't even know what he means by that.

"You don't have a wolf? Your inner wolf? Your inner beast? They help you navigate life and are your best friend. The Moon Goddess gives every werewolf an inner wolf. They're rumored to be past ancestors she brings back to help make better choices for furture generations. You're saying you don't have yours?" Devin stated.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." 

"Alright we will come back to that please continue what you were saying." Darevin said changing the topic.

"I only ever heard whispers from the wolves in my pack that my parents died when I was still a newborn. I never had a parental figure. Never had anyone to look up to. I only ever knew Him. He kept me locked in my room or in the dungeons if I was bad. If He was in the mood to punish me, which He always was, he would drag me into the hidden passage ways under the pack house. He turned one of the rooms into my own personal torture chamber. I remember barely even being able to walk and getting my back beat with a belt because I ate some food without permission. I remember pack members making things up just to give him an excuse to beat me. Most of my scars never healed since I was so young. When I was five I started ti build up such a large pain tolerance that he... got creative. He started the mental abuse and it was the first time he brought in other wolves to with me what they wanted. They did whatever they wanted to me. Nothing and I mean nothing was off the table. When I was eight I decided I had enough and tried to run away. I made the mistake of telling one of the old ladies that would dress my wounds. She told Him my plan. They let me believe I made it then chased me down in their wolf forms. That was the first time I ever shifted. I ran as fast I possibly could but they still caught me in minutes. I remember that being the worst night of my life. Nothing in the next two years was as bad as that night. I lost all will to live or even fight for my life. I was just a shell. Which is probably why they stopped being so heavily guarded around me in the coming years. One night when I was freshly turned ten I heard a bunch of the guards talking about what their plans for me were and that they would come up with whatever lie they had to tell to go through their plans. That was the night I knew I had to get away or die trying. I was done with the torture, with the abuse, I was done dying on the inside. I waited until the guard watching my door fell asleep and I ran. I ran and I never looked back. I survived the next eight years purely on instinct. Never staying in one place more than one night forever running. I was free but the paranoia never left. Every twig that broke made me panic. Every howl I heard made me run in the opposite direction. I made a promise to myself that if He ever found me I would kill myself before He ever got me back." I finished my whole life retelling looking down at the flower pattern on the blanket. I kept waiting to hear the rejection, the disgust maybe even for them to kick me out of the pack and force me to fend for myself again but, it never came.

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I looked up at them and only saw tears swimming in their eyes. I brought two alphas to tears just from telling them my basic life story. I though all packs functioned the way my old one did but, I'm starting to think that isn't the case. 

"Will you please say something?" I couldn't bare the silence any longer. 

"Little Mate"
"Little Wolf" They both said at the same time.

"Can we please hold your hand? The mate bond might be new but it's strong. We felt every emotion. Felt every memory. We promise you that he will never lay another hand on you. We vow to protect you!" Darevin said reaching for my hand. I let them both grip my hands. I could almost feel their emotions pouring into me but, it was like there was a wall up. Like I could look through a window and see it but, couldn't feel it. 

"You don't think I'm disgusting or repulsive?" 

"No of course not! If anything it builds our admiration for you. You are by far the strongest werewolf we've ever met. You're going to be one fierce luna." Darevin said clutching my hand. I felt the tears as they poured down my cheeks. He always said if another werewolf ever met me I would also repulse them. That they would kill me on the spot. That only he would ever accept me because I was such a cursed being.

But my mates just proved Him wrong and I couldn't be happier about it.