Saving their abused Omega

Warning, This book is rated 18+mature only there is a lot of violence and mature s****l content and hate and some encounters might trigger and offend some Readers, some Readers may feel uncomfortable, so please read at your own risk. This book is purely a work of fiction, all rights reserved and copyright protected. No use of my written work is permitted by any other person. Thanks for your support, and have a great read. prologue. This book is about Omegas, and if you've read a*********s already about Omegas, you're good to go. If not, then you're in for a treat. In this world of scent matches and fated matches , Alphas have knots, and Betas don't, and Omegas have heats and needs their Alphas knots Alphas are in packs and will only take their scent match as their mating and marking them with the mate bond fated mate is pretty much a soul mate and those are rare too , so enjoy the story it's got all the steam factors. Fawn's pov, waking on the hard concrete floor basement, it's freezing I think it's fall I'm not sure really there's windows but they are spray painted black I can't see nothing outside no light coming in just the light from the little 40 watt bulb apparently I'm not good enough for some light but really I don't think my step father even gives to shits about me at all sometimes I can feel warmth coming from the door if I sit and sleep on the stairs but most of the time if he catches me there he'll kick me down them . How did I end up this way, you ask? well to honest it was my mother and my dad dieing that did it first it was him then years later she remarried to an alcoholic who did drugs then she also died I give you one guess what from if guessed drugs Bing Bing Bing we have a winner yep she started doing drugs too after that I was basically a maid I couldn't go to school anymore I had to drop out my freshman year of high-school I couldn't cover all the bruises and black eyes , and scars my mom and step father couldn't explain away ,so yeah I'm 18 this week I think im not really sure I haven't seen a calendar in a month I've been marking the wall with lines hoping the days are correct, I feel week as hell I basically get something eat every other day or so since I think my step father forgets I'm down here I hope the house burns down and we just go with or by some chance I escape which is my total goal in life right now getting the hell out of here asap I need help I'm wasting away and I'm always bruised from head to toe when I'm not being punched or kicked I'm being touched wrong by him he says it cause my mom's not here and now that's my job but I fight him he hasn't tried to do anything further not yet anyway but he's told me he's going to he's waiting on my birthday my 18th birthday to persice I really got to get otta here I got a pillow and a beach towel to sleep on an cover up with I have a few of my mom's old clothes to wear only because my step father wants me to take her place which of course is gross as f**k really who does that? Hell, who does anything he does ? I hear stomping and the door slamming shut. Maybe he'll forget about me or something luckily there is a half bath down here no shower but at least there is a toilet no sink either and I'm not giving soap sometimes he brings a bucket with soap water and wash rag but he watches me and Jack's off while I'm trying to get clean which again only makes me feel dirty like I'm his personal show it's gross I hate myself knowing he can see my naked body I'll get out of here and I do I'm never coming back here ever again Slamming of the front door , As I'm sitting here on the top step I bend down to get a look under the door turning my head sideways I get a good look at the messy kitchen the floor is gross and dishes are piled up in the sink God he's probably go na make me clean it all ,and what is that on the floor gross pile of something brown we don't even have a dog or cat he would have to feed that and he don't even feed me half the time I'm like a live in maid at least I'm not tied up this week so there's a plus if I'm not tied up I can get out of here I can be free , I don't know what free looks like but I know it's not this crap he stomps by and goes to the fridge to grabb a beer great he's instantly pissed off I wonder what he did now i hear a lighter spark to life and smell his skunk weed he probably couldn't afford the good stuff I've smelled better. I can see you peaking under the door pet soon, my pet. Your birthday is soon, and then your ass is mine . he says f*****g sicko huffing I quickly walk down the stairs hopefully he goes a away and passes out ,I don't know why my mother left me to this piece of garbage waste of space like I could have delt with them both if she was still alive I could have ran away, my mother was a beta , my dad an Alpha so I should be a beta or Alpha but I haven't shown any signs yet of what I'm gonna be maybe I'm a dud late blooming would be horrendous I wonder if I smell different yet who knows really it smells moldy and wet down here , who am I kidding it's completely gross too but I try to keep it clean as much as I can , that is when he's not trying to break everything I have like he's always done, I hear locks click and the door opens and a bag of bread and some peanut butter is tossed down with 3 bottles of water but the cap busted on the last step down here great . I'm going to be gone a couple days maybe a week make that last . my step father tells me. my eyes get big , he's leaving wtf he never leaves longer then a day , now is my chance to get out of here maybe he'll be gone for my birthday I can really do this . Don't get any plans, pet ,he says , wtf is he a mind reader now ... Hey you f*****g cun't Did you hear me or not. he yelled. I didn't answer him number 1 I'm not a cunt ,and 2 f**k him ... that's it he comes stomping down the stairs .cussing and breathing heavily . oh crap you can literally smell the booze from here his face is red and he's furious too well s**t is all I get out before he grabbed me by my neck and slammed me into the wall yelling my face spit flying at me from his gross rotten smelling breath . Did you f*****g hear me b***h or are you doing this s**t on purpose are trying to make me hurt you this is your fault Fawn . I'm trying to hold on to his wrist cause I'm starting to see spots now I can't take it I'm coughing choking now every thing is getting blurry my vision is going in an out a try to pleading but nothing comes out I started to fight now slapping and clawing his arms and face I tried for an eye that's when he drops me to the concrete floor.and started to kick me in the stomach and ribs I dk how many kicks he's got in because I'm screaming and crying so much and just try to protect my head as much as possible I don't know how good a job I do my arm must have slipped down cause he got one kick into my face . all know is he's still cussing at me standing over me screaming no sounds are coming from me anymore the room started to spine and my eyes are literally rolling back in my head I think he's did it this time I think I'm dieing I think he knows it to I feel him shaking me kinda every thing feeling like slow motion I see blood pools around my face on the ground as I am be shaken and that's when darkness took me.