The Silent Luna

[Trigger Warning : Dear Readers, this story has a very triggering start, with S**ual Assault and abuse on the main female character. While we do not going into graphic content of the actual actions, we do reference what has been done to her and left it there. I do not wish to show S.A. in the graphic, so those who take part in it in any fashion are not seen as anything but evil and bad shifters.] The sudden impact on the floor had me whimpering, my fingers digging into the wooden planks below me and my body shaking as I felt him looming over me, his body shifting as he pulled back up his pants and stood over me. I didn’t dare move, not until he dismissed me from his presence. I knew better—after three years, I should have known better, right? “You know, you always were a good f**k, Maria—too bad you can’t manage to birth the pups like you were meant to do,” Maddox said, his deep voice holding back some type of disgust, yet amusement all at the same time. My body was still trembling from the hours of him using me for his own pleasure. “And you still scream when I make you climax—you always did squeeze me tightly when you did.” I felt my face burn red with shame at finding any type of pleasure with him, but he had pulled each of my climax from me with such skill I didn’t know what to do with myself. I hated it—I really did hate it. “Get out of here, Omega.” His growl was laced with the authority of any Delta over an Omega and I was scrambling to my feet, grabbing the dress on the ground and pulling it over as I left his private room of the Delta house. If only I could say I got out of there easily. I didn’t drag myself from the Delta House until hours later—after three other male Deltas saw me and drugged me to their shared room and took their pleasure. My body was drained from their attentions and while many females would have loved it—for me it was just another humiliation. Because they didn’t use words of praise for sweetness. No—they degraded and reminded me why I was nothing more than a slave to be used by any male who needed to release frustrations. When I entered the Omega House, I wasn’t met with anything but looks of scorn and hatred and I quickly went to my basement room, far away from the Omegas that lived in the rooms above. I disappeared into my small closest of a room and quickly cleaned myself, hot tears burning down my cheeks as I removed all the scent of Delta Males from me. I had barely pulled on a new dress when the door of my room opened and I saw Omega Melissa Blackthorne looking at me with her cruel gaze— “You will do me proud, daughter—Maddox Brair is a strong Delta Warrior and he has called on you to be his chosen Omega, to give him pups—such a great honor,” my mother, Melissa said with a great smile on her face as she helped me prepared for my first night with the Delta. My mother was the Chosen Omega to Beta Karl Ridge and my three eldest brothers were prime examples of their pairing. Even though the two were not mated, he still called him to his home, even though he had his own mate—though we all knew he only called on my mother when his mate was back visiting her family at a neighboring pack. “You are going to be his chosen Omega and give him many pups, I can see it now—I will finally be a grandmother.” I wish I could say it had happened the way she thought it would have. I bowed my head as she came up to me and growled at me. “You are to finish cleaning yourself up, Omega, and go to the Alpha’s Packhouse to clean Suite One on the third floor—Stonepaw Pack has a visiting Alpha and his unit coming.” I gave a curt nod and flinched when the door slammed. I felt the lump in my throat grow. My own mother—she hated me because I could not be like her. Putting on my uniform, I finished preparing myself and quickly left. The uniform was my only saving grace from being grabbed and taken into the nearby forest and being bred. Not that it would do anything—I was sterile now, I could not have any pups technically. “Alpha Michael, I have placed the blocker in her thigh. She will not longer be able to have pups while she has it. We will need to replace it every five years,” the pack doctor had explained as I was forced to sit on the edge of the bed with my head down. “It such a shame she is defective, but you are right—if she is defective, any pups that she does manage to carry might also be defective and be unable to carry pups to term.” The doctor acted like I wasn’t a being with feelings. They didn’t care about me or the fact I was heartbroken after my third miscarriage. “Thank You, Doctor Holloway,” the Alpha had said before his hand had wrapped around me and he pulled me from the exam table and forced me to follow at a fast pace. “I had high hopes for you, Omega—when you were fated to my own son—that you would give many pups as an Omega breeder. You have failed me and your pack—but, you will serve a new purpose—starting now.” That was the first time I was used by another wolf—my own alpha had spent the next several hours making sure I knew my new place. I was an Omega Slave. I was to do whatever the pack wanted me to do. Any male could have his way with me and never have to worry about pups, because I was sterile. Even some mated pairs enjoyed dragging me to their beds together and using me in some way or fashion. I never understood it—I hated it. After that day—three years ago—I never spoke again. Walking through the back door to the Alpha Packhouse, I presented myself to the Head Gamma who only growled at me before sending me off to the Third Floor. It was not dirty by any means, but new linens had to be placed in the suite, new towels, fresh food into the fridge and waters, along with some Wolfen Drinks for the Alpha who would be staying here. I spent a few hours working on the room to make sure it was ready, hoping I could get back to the Omega House to sleep. “Omega!” The force of the voice had me stopping and quickly bowing my head to Luna Abigail. “Since I know you are done with the Guest Suite, you will prepare yourself. The Alpha who is visiting—his unit will be needing some entertainment tonight. None of them are mated, so they will enjoy an Omega like you—since there is no risk of breeding to ruin their bloodline—Delta Maddox will be at the Omega House to take you to them.” I swallowed at the thought of another unit using me. It wouldn’t be the first unit to use me for pleasure. While not all units did, there were many visiting packs that had come here and the three wolves of an Alpha Unit would take their turns with me. I just nodded, kept my head and eyes down and did nothing to bring on her wrath. Once she was gone, so was I.