Alphas Broken Mate

** English is not my first language, and I know there is some grammar not being right. But I try my best.**

Note to readers. ** this book/novel, contains sexual as well as abusive episodes.**

Lina is a 17-year-old orphan living in a foster home, her life is what she think like living in hell. until she one day at school meet the new guy Alex. for some reason he calms her, make her feel things she thought she never had.

Alex is 18 and the future Alpha from the Moon Stone Pack. he has been gone for 3 years for training and to learn. Alex is ready for his mate but hasn't found her yet. until he sees the quiet strange girl no one talks to.

what will their story be? will he repair his broken mate? is she just a human? if not what exactly is she.

Chapter One

Lina POV.

I am sleeping, laying on my stomach, but even in my sleep I hear my door go up, I lay still, and I say nothing, I know if I do it will be worse. I can feel the extra weight in my bed, and then I feel his hands. One is coming between my legs, the other one comes around and grabs my throat. I feel his breath in my ear as he whispers.

“Good girl, now remember, not one word or I will make it hurt.” And with these words he enters me, pushes himself inside me, and it hurts like hell.

My name is Lina I am seventeen and an orphan, when I was three years old, I was found somewhere near a forest and delivered to the social services. No one ever came looking for me, so they thought either my parents were dead, or they just left me. I am currently living in a foster home with 3 other kids all boys where one of them is the foster parents’ biological son. He is the one that comes into my room at night and has his way with me and making my life a living hell.

Oh, and I live in a town controlled by the werewolf pack “Moonstone pack” yep you heard right. Werewolves exist. But they live in peace along with us humans, and always keep to themselves, apart from the jobs and businesses they have in town.

I wake up, feeling dirty and disgusted with myself. I hate living here. I am nothing but a source to get money. I get out of my bed, grab my clothes and my towel, and hurry to the bathroom. I take a shower and tears run down my cheeks, I don’t even remember him leaving my room, I passed out before he was finished. I get dressed in dark blue jeans and a simple top and a big black hoodie, brush my long brown hair, and add some mascara. I open the door and get out only to see Ken stand there. He