Rejected As His Mate, Taken As His Slave

Chapter 1 KIRA’S POV I woke up at 4 am that morning to perform my daily tasks, which were doing the laundry and cooking for the whole pack, amongst others. It wasn't a new thing, as they were part of my everyday routine as an omega of the pack. My father was the owner of a strip club that was located in the territory and I also worked for him, not as a server or cleaner, I was one of the strippers, unfortunately. Today was my eighteenth birthday and like every other werewolf, it is expected that I would find my mate and access my wolf. A part of me was gladdened with excitement as I knew that finding my mate meant that I had a chance to escape the tribulations of this pack. I wondered who my mate was going to be, hoping that whoever it would be wouldn't reject me. I heard stories of other girls who were rejected by their mates on their 18th birthday, and there weren't a few. The one person I had in my mind to be my mate was Alonso. He was the only friend I had ever had. Constantly encouraging me to ignore the consistent abuse from my father, he had always reminded me that a day would come when my sorrows would be no more. Once he became my mate, I wouldn't have to strip in front of men against my will, just to earn money for my father. I would no longer have to tolerate the nagging of my stepmother, Hannah, and my stepsister, Clara. My body still ached with pains from the stripping job I did for one of my father's customers last night, and I knew all my body needed was rest, but that seemed impossible, not when I still had a load of chores. Picking up the rumpled bed sheets that lay on the small wooden cot, I slowly got out of bed. The wooden cot and a little drawer that contained little clothing were the only things I had in my possession. My stepmother had always reminded me that it was a privilege for me to own that cot as I deserved to sleep on the bare floor or even die. It was my first day in college. It's something I should be happy about, but I wasn't because I knew wherever I went, Cassie would never let me be. She had dedicated her life to making mine unbearable. Soon I was done with my chores and it was time to go to school, another hell of a place. Walking into the school compound, a wave of fresh air washed over me but that was not enough to wash away the humiliation which would be melted to me. “Good morning, Kira,” someone greeted me from behind and I quickly turned to see Cassie, the school's hottest girl and only daughter of one of the strongest Alpha looking at me with a devious smile. I tilted my eyebrows in surprise. She was one of the privileged wolves and wasn't supposed to be seen around a wretched omega like me. “Good morning, Cassie,” I responded, faking a calm smile. “Have you heard the trending news?” She asked me, her expression unreadable. I blinked my eyebrows in confusion, worried about the fact that she was still talking to “a nobody” like me. “What trending news?” I asked her, drawing my lips to a thin line. Her friends around her began to laugh and I knew where this was leading to. “Sorry, I have to go to class now,” I said, and turned, trying to escape them but she held my hand, pressing one of my new scars. I winced in pain and opened my mouth to plead when she interrupted me. “This trending news,” she said, flashing her phone to my face. My eyes widened in horror when I caught a glimpse of a video of me in just panties and a bra, stripping in front of some men in the video. My whole world came crashing down when I realized someone had taken a video of me and released it. Being a stripper was one part of my life I would always continue to be embarrassed about. It wasn't something to be proud of but I had no choice. From the way every student gathered and laid accusing eyes on me, I knew they had all watched the video. I felt ashamed. “Is she the one? Oh my gosh, it's her,” I heard someone say amongst the crowd that stood and watched me. Others just stood there and looked at me in disgust. I began to walk away from everyone, bowing my head to the floor, to avoid their gazes. I had thought that today would be better since it was my birthday, but it turned out to be the worst day of my life. I made my way to class and decided to pretend like I was alone and just focus on studying. “Kira, report to my office!” The voice of the vice president came from the speaker, causing everyone in the class to murmur amongst themselves. I would be lying if I said I didn't see this coming. I stood up from my seat and made my way there. I spent about 20 minutes in her office and ended up coming out with a letter that said I was suspended for having that kind of video online. According to her, it was a distraction to other students who wanted to learn. I didn't argue much or try to defend myself, I just picked my books and went home. I got home to find my stepmother and sister sitting in the living room. I wasn't surprised to see that Clara wasn't in school, she was the type who didn't care about school. She skipped a lot of classes and failed classes. All she ever wanted was to be popular but she could never, unless she managed to join Cassie's group. “You got suspended?” I heard her say as I shut the door. I guess she got the news already. “Yes.” “It's funny how you can boldly say that,” Clara said. I hated how she always involved herself in conversations about me. “A video of you in a strip club. You couldn't even handle that?” stepmother’s harsh voice came. Of course that was all she could say. That I couldn't handle it and that I wasn't a child anymore. Before I could give a response, my dad walked in. “Get ready, Kira,” he said, placing his jacket on the holder. Get ready for what? Did he not see the clip that was circulating on the internet and yet he still wanted me to go there? “Dad, please can I come to the club later? I’m not feeling well.” I pleaded with him. The least he could do was let me hide away from this shame for a little while. “Who said anything about going to the club?” He asked, I was kind of confused at this point. Where else were we going? “Get ready, I'm taking you to the alpha prince,” he said firmly. “Alpha prince? Why would I need to go there?” “He is offering a good pay to lay with a woman tonight. We need that money, so I’m choosing you as the one to grace his bed. You should be happy, now do not waste any more time with questions. Go in and get ready!” I couldn’t believe my ears, Father was turning me into a prostitute. “Father, please, don't do this to me now. You can make me strip for as long as you want but turning me into a w***e….” I blurted, tears dropping down from my eyes. “Kira, this is not the time for your emotional nonsense. Dress up, I do not want to keep him waiting,” he replied, turning a deaf ear to my plea. I quickly fell to the floor and reached for his trousers. “Dad, I beg you. I've done everything you wanted me to do but please don't make me do this.” I could hear Mom and Clara whispering and laughing between themselves, I wondered why they hadn’t said anything yet to make Father hit me. “Stop wasting your time and dad’s, just do as he says,” Clara finally chimed in. “If you love this family, you would not hesitate to work so we can have food on our tables,” she added. Stepmother backed her up with a “your sister’s right” sentence. At once, Father kicked my hands away from his trousers. “Make sure she dresses well,” he said to Mother and she nodded at him. Their minds were made and I had only one option now, which was to run away. I immediately thought of Alonso, he was the only person who could help me. Pulling out my wretched button phone, I sent a text after a lot of struggles with the buttons. “I have decided to run away from home and I want you to come with me please.” Within a minute, his reply came, and he agreed. This was one of the reasons I wanted him to be my mate. He was always there when I needed him. After deciding on the time and location where we would meet that night, I got the little clothes I had and put them in a small bag. A few minutes later, I was at the location we agreed to meet but he wasn’t there yet. I tried calling him but none of the calls were going through. Soon, I began to hear footsteps and I knew it was him. “Alonso!” I called out with excitement, waving my hands uncontrollably. But my excitement vanished the moment I saw my father behind him.