The Omega Who Fought Her Alpha

The Mother of All Bad Days....

"The shirt? Not a chance my love. I'd recognise that shirt anywhere and I know better than to put the Alpha's clothes into the wash with everything else," Lily chuckled proudly. "It's soaking in that tub over there."

"Thank you, Aunt Lily! You saved my life!" proclaimed Amelie pulling the old lady into a hug and exhaling deeply.

"It's just a shirt Hun, don't mention it," Lily replied, hugging her back.

Amelie scrubbed the shirt again with the same vehemence she did the first time and after wringing it she put it out to dry again with extra clips. By the time this was done, she ran to the kitchens to help prepare for dinner as the lunch service was usually quiet. Bianca and Dahlia tried to shoo her away and let her take a few hours rest, but Amelie insisted on helping out. The lunch service was generally a much more civilised affair as there much fewer people. So, while Bianca and Dahlia finished the lunch shift, an entirely different team of Omegas prepared the dinner and Amelie had a few friends there she hadn't seen in a while.

"What happened to you Amelie? You look like you've been through the wars! I didn't see you at college earlier." exclaimed Matt observing the slightly bloody bandage around Amelie's head.

He pulled her in close for a hug and she winced. Without a second thought, he unzipped the front of her dress and saw the bandages over her ribs and gasped.

"Matt! What on earth are you doing?" Amelie exclaimed, zipping up her dress again looking around at the others who were watching them.

"What? It's not like I haven't seen a female naked before."

"I'm talking about the invasion of my personal space!"

"Oh sorry," Matt apologised blushing.

"What's going on here?" asked Bella, grinning at them.

"Ah you know, Matt trying to get into my pants, the usual," Amelie joked.

"Ah Matt tries to get into everyone's pants," answered Bella chuckling.

"Sometimes he succeeds," chimed in Jake.

The four of them laughed it off with Matt shaking his head at them.

"On a serious note, how did you get injured though Amelie?" Matt asked, like a dog with a bone.

"Vanessa."

"Seriously that b***h has a major attitude problem," Bella snarled.

The conversation moved onto better things before they all realised lunch was long over; they all had to go back chores or school, while Amelie had to go rescue a couple of suits. It was around 14:30 by the time Amelie returned to the laundry room; during this time the Alpha's shirt had completely dried. Amelie pressed the Alpha's and Beta's clothes and arranged them onto two hangers and covered them with plastic, protective cover. She checked the time and it was just past 3 o'clock. She grabbed both hangers and made her way to the main part of the pack house, and then on to the Beta and Alphas wings which were near each other. She first knocked on the Beta Carter’s door a few times. His mate Cate opened the door; she was wearing next to nothing and it looked like Amelie had interrupted something.

"What do you want Omega?" she hissed.

"I'm just dropping off a clean, pressed suit Beta Cate," Amelie replied politely, handing the suit over to her.

"I'll take that," a half-naked Carter replied, coming to the door, taking the suit and grinning. "Perfect timing Omega."

Cate huffed and slammed the door in Amelie's face. Sighing, Amelie made her way the Alpha’s wing; she knocked on the door and waited patiently. There was no answer. Amelie tried knocking again and waited a little longer. Still no answer. Amelie tried the door handle and it clicked.

"Alpha?" she called as the door opened.

Peering into the room, beyond the door, Amelie was astounded. The room was a living area; it was tastefully decorated in cream and gold with matching furnishings. It looked fit for a King. As she daydreamed, looking in awe at the room. she was quickly brought back to reality when she felt a slap across her face. She felt sting sear across her face and stepped back to see who it was.

"What the f**k is trash like you doing in the Alpha's wing?" Vanessa sneered. "How dare you even enter without his permission."

Amelie lowered her gaze and held out the cleaned and pressed clothes.

"The Alpha ordered me to clean, press and deliver these clothes by 4pm," Amelie calmly replied.

"Ok, leave the clothes here. I'll make sure he receives them," replied Vanessa sweetly.

Amelie knew this was a bad idea, so she tried to find an alternative.

"Thank you, Vanessa, that's so kind of you, but I think I'll come back with the clothes when the Alpha is here so he can give me his feedback. You are right, I shouldn't be here," Amelie replied with a bow.

As Amelie turned to leave, Vanessa grabbed her by the wrist.

"You shouldn't be here, but the clothes should. So, leave them here and f**k off."

Amelie struggled to free her hand as Vanessa held onto it tightly.

"Leave the clothes and get lost Omega. I'm doing you a favour and saving you from getting in trouble with the Alpha."

"Ok Vanessa, please let go of my hand."

As Vanessa let go, Amelie stumbled backwards to regain her balance. She placed the suit on the back of a nearby settee and left with a heavy heart.

"Thank you, Vanessa," she said sweetly and walked back to the kitchen, praying to the Moon Goddess.

A few hours later, dinner was almost ready for service and Amelie was almost elbow deep in mashed potatoes which she was mixing to put on top of the shepherd’s pie that was on the menu that evening. She had just finished mixing it when there was a roar that thundered across the large kitchen.

"WHERE IS SHE?" came a booming voice that could only belong to one person.

"Wh-where is who Alpha?" asked a helper near the Alpha. She was shaking in her boots.

"WHERE IS THE OMEGA WHO DID MY LAUNDRY TODAY!" he growled.

'Oh no! This can't be good.' Amelie thought.

"I'm here Alpha," Amelie replied, wiping her hands on her apron and stepping forward, keeping her head bowed.

Amelie stood in front of him, and before she had a chance to ask, he grabbed her by the hair, fisting it roughly causing her to yelp. Nero dragged her out of the kitchen. Amelie screamed in pain and tried to keep up with him, but he was walking too fast for her. She slipped and fell a couple of times as he dragged her, so he pulled her in front of him and locked his arm around both of hers, forcing her to walk with him. He dragged her all the way through the pack house from the kitchen, up the stairs to his room. When they got there, he released her; she fell onto the floor with a thud.

"What is this?" Nero demanded.

Amelie clambered to her feet and after gaining her balance she looked at what Alpha was pointing at. There on the settee, lay his suit and shirt as she had left them, but they were ripped and stained. There were blood stains, what looked like mud and grass, and possibly something smelt like piss. Amelie was appalled at the state of the clothing that she had so carefully cleaned and packed.

"WHAT THE f**k IS THIS?" Nero yelled angrily.

"I-I-I don't know Alpha. I swear on the Moon Goddess and on my life that when I brought your suit and shirt here earlier, they were clean and intact. Ask Vanessa, she was here when I delivered the clothes. I didn't do this." Amelie explained while keeping her eyes to the floor.

"Why should I ask Vanessa? Why would she be here in this room? There hasn't been anyone here all day, my rooms are private. Is this revenge?"

"Please Alpha, if you don't believe me ask the Beta, I delivered his clothes directly to him around the same time. I would never disrespect you like that, please believe me, I beg you," Amelie implored.

The Alpha during this time had mind-linked Carter and Vanessa to come to his rooms immediately and when they arrived, the Alpha spoke to them outside separately and then dismissed them. He re-entered his wing and looked at Amelie; his face like thunder.

"While Carter agrees his clothes were delivered in perfect condition, he says he didn't see my set. Vanessa, on the other hand, denies even being here in my rooms. You are so dumb for thinking you could do this and get away with it. You are even more stupid than you look, " the Alpha explained to her. "For your lies, false accusations and your disgusting show of disobedience you will be punished."

Seconds later, two guards burst into the room, grabbed Amelie and dragged her down the basement of the pack house; to the cells. She fought and struggled, screaming all the way.

"Alpha please! I beg you, ask Aunt Lily! Aunt Lily saw me clean your clothes! She is my only other witness! Please Alpha I didn't do this! I didn't do this!" Amelie begged and screamed.

Nero ignored her piteous screams and marched down to the cells with her. Amelie wrists were tied and the fastened to a hook above her head. The Alpha approached her and holding her jaw tightly, he sneered at her.

"You could have cleaned my clothing in front of Lily and done everything else in my room! Enough of your lies! Any last words on your actions?"

"I-I-I d-didn't do it A-Alpha I s-s-swear, p-p-p-please don't this! PLEASE! PLEASE!" she sobbed, her eyes glistening in the dim light of the cell.

"No remorse eh?" Nero smirked, untying his belt. "You reap what you sow Omega. You reap, what you sow."

He took the belt and struck her without hesitation, Amelie screamed at the impact and continued to plead her innocence. this incensed Nero even more and he began to strike her repeatedly, as he shouted abuse at her. The air was filled with her blood curdling screams.

"f*****g b***h! Disrespecting your Alpha! I'll f*****g teach you a lesson you will never forget! You will regret you were born you f*****g slut! You dare to lie and disrespect your Alpha in such a manner? I will beat this lesson into you if it's the last thing you live to see!"

For the hour that followed, the basement was filled with agonising screams and cries for mercy. The Alpha beat Amelie with both ends of his belt to what felt like within an inch of her life. Her uniform was ripped, her back was heavily bruised, scratched and bleeding all the way down her body. By the time he was done venting, all he could hear were her quiet whimpers. Nero ordered the guards to let her down and as they did, she collapsed like a bag of bones on the floor. Her wrists still tied, she lay on her side, broken. As a final lesson to teach her, Nero walked around so she could see him, he wore his belt but didn't buckle it. Instead, he opened his trousers. Taking his p***s out for her to see, Amelie whimpered again finding her voice and tried to crawl away. Nero kicked her in her already bruised ribs causing Amelie to stop moving and cough violently because of the horrific pain she was in.

"f*****g b***h! You w***e! All women like you are nasty sluts who deserve what's coming to them. I'll teach you to piss on my clothes you f*****g cunt!"

Nero gave her a other kick and then holding his member out, he pissed on her, burning her wounds and causing her to scream all over again.