I look over at my poor mother who tries very hard to support me and and my brother James. I think of ideas on how to earn money but one idea stands out more. "Ma how about I steal money from the alpha?" "Hun that's not a good idea. Do you know what they will do if you get caught?"

I nod my head knowing what will happen if I got caught. I grab my running shoes and put them on. "Mom I'll be right back!" I walk from our small cottage to the pack house. I look to see if any one is there and I sigh in relief. I open the door to the pack house and head to the alphas office. I know my mom told me not to but I have to.

I can't see my mother stress on how to support us. My father died from an rogue attack. We used to be the betas of the pack but that was token from us years ago.

I look threw all the drawers. "Bingo!" I grin when I find one full of cash. I take at least two thousand dollars to last us two months at least. As I stuff it in my pocket someone clears their throat. I turn my head slowly to see the beta glaring at me.

"Hand me the money." I sigh and hand over the money. I let my mother down. I let my brother down and, even my father.

"You do know that you will be punished in front of the pack tomorrow?" I nod my head. Two men come in the room and pick me up. "Hey what are you guys doing! I thought my punishment was tomorrow!" They don't respond as they throw me into an empty cell.

"Dammit! What did I get my self into." I jump when I hear a ferocious growl. Maybe that's the alpha? I shake my head getting off the topic. I need to be thinking of the problems in front of me right now.

A scent of blood hits me and I shiver. Someone must be Getting punished. I let my medium length hair fall in my face. I continue to hear that same growl l began to become curious to who is growling.

A man in a cell across from me asks "what are you in here for" I don't answer he rolls his eyes and calls me a stupid brat I just ignore him. I'm pretty sure my mom will be worried if I'm not back in 10 minutes. I hear foot steps come towards my cell.

It's one of the men who threw me in the cell. My heart starts pounding scared of what he was about to say to me. Whether it was good or bad news I'm still shaking.

A deep voice starts to talk. I immediately snap out of my daze and listen. "we are going
to punish you tomorrow with a whip. You will be sentenced 1 year of living in the cells," the man says in a monotone voice and walks away. Soon I start to cry and I can't control it.

The man next to me starts laughing. "Wimp," he grunts. I roll my eyes and turn to my side. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.