The Worthless Omega's Rise

Harlow’s POV “Harlow! Take the wash basin to scrub the Alpha's feets.” The head maid’s voice, Lucinda, pierced through my ears while I continuously scrubbed the kitchen floor. Wiping some sweat off my forehead, a soft, strained sigh escaped my lips; I got up hastily, knowing some delay might earn me more whips on my back. Due to my father's crime, my mother and I became slaves of the Silvermoon pack. Each day was tortue and being an omega only made it worse. I was trampled on, humiliated, viewed as an outcast, and even during a celebratory feast for the Alpha's victory, I was given the most humiliating duty ever—to scrub the Alpha's feets. Clumsily, I lifted the wash basin and walked into the pack gathering. Decorative lights illuminated the whole place, the sight of several delicacies making my mouth water. Haven't had a good meal in days, but I shook my head and focused on getting my duty done. “It's that sly slave with silver hair.” “She's so weak and pathetic, frail as a twig.” “Disgusting even. How could the Alpha allow someone like her to breathe?” As I made my way through the sea of people, whispers of scorn and mockery filled my ears. I'd always been bashed for my different look—having silver hair and sky blue eyes. The young ladies moved aside, glaring at me with contempt, hatred glowing in their orbs, while the men gave me disgusting glances. I tightened my grip on the basin and focused on the Alpha. However, I was stunned to find my mother washing his chosen mate’s feets. Blinded by rage, I rushed forward, kneeling before the Alpha, “I'll wa..sh La..dy Melissa's feets.” I stumbled over my sentence and flipped my attention to my mother, watching as she shakily scrubbed lady Melissa's feets, “mother, I'll take care of it. Leave something like this to me.” “And who are you to interrupt her service?” Melissa rose, kicking my mother with the tip of her foot. My mother staggered backwards, her face paling, as she fell to the ground. My heart slammed furiously against my ribcage, a yell escaping my lips “mother…” I tried to reach her, but Melissa yanked me forward, dragging me by my hair, “ your mother is just a slave. Do you think I'll treat her better because she's old? I might as well ask her to scrub my feets till daybreak!” “Lady Melissa.” My mother got up slowly, writhing in pain, as her shaky voice pierced the air, “I'll wash your feets. Ignore the child, she's foolish.” My eyes stung, tears blurring my vision. “Your mother seems to know the right way to survive” Melissa snickered, releasing my hair, as the people around erupted into a fit of laughter. She then flipped her attention to the Alpha, “Honey, you should punish this brat.” The Alpha, Kelvin, seemed to be focused on something else. He stared at his glass of wine for a few more minutes before focusing on me. While my mother stepped forward to defend me, time seemed to stop for a minute. I became more aware of the man sitting in front of me. His raven black hair shone under the bright lights and his well sculpted features made my mouth water. His spicy scent sent a wave of shivers down my spine, down my legs, I inhaled a deep breath and trembled at the thought of what I just found out. He was looking at me as well, his brown eyes wide with shock, amazement. My eyes lit up, my lips blooming into a smile, “Alpha, I'm your —” Splash. My mate, Alpha Kelvin, emptied his glass of wine on my face, soaking me in red. My white sack cloth clung to my body like a second skin, as the sweet liquid settled at the tip of my tongue. The whole world seemed to stop, leaving just both of us in a world of our own. His gaze was filled with hate, disgust, contempt. He trembled as he crushed the empty glass with his hands. My lungs constricted, as my mother rushed forward, holding his feets with her hands, “forgive my foolish daughter, My lord!” Kelvin kicked her hands away, his dark eyes filling my heart with so much pain, “ I can’t believe this” he spat, pinching the bridge of his nose, “ the moon goddess gave me someone like you? A slave as a mate?” Soft gasps filled the space, eyes boring holes into my body. Melissa was quick to land a slap on my face, forcing me to the ground with a loud thump, “how dare you blurt out such nonsense!” “She's really my mate.” Alpha Kelvin said with a sigh, rising up slowly. He tucked his hands in his pocket and gave me a long, disgusting gaze, “I can't even bear to touch you. I don't understand why I was given a weakling.” I laid there, naked and bare before the man who was meant to love me. Hot tears slowly spilled from my cheeks, as his words replayed in my ears. I raised my head slowly, “Alpha, I—” “Take her to the dungeons.” Kelvin said nonchalantly, wrapping his arms around Melissa, “You're going to be eliminated. Beheaded rather.” My knees became weak as color drained from my face, “Alpha, please, I did nothing wrong.” I tried to grab his feets, but he kicked me away, glaring hard at me, “take this useless thing away.” From the corner, some pack warriors charged forward and grabbed my arms, “You're coming with us, slave.” I shook my head, watching as my mother cried in silence, “Alpha, please, I did nothing wrong.” Just like I'd just blurted out an abomination, the Alpha strode towards me and slapped me hard, “you shouldn't have announced me as your mate! Now I would be forced to face the pain of rejection.” Melissa rushed towards him, hooking her arms around him, “Honey, you have me. I'll make sure you get over her. All you have to do is reject her.” I bit my lips, sucking in a breath as my tears blurred my vision, “You're going to reject me? Your fated mate?” Without blinking, Kelvin yelled, “On the day of my celebratory feast, I, Kelvin Flores, reject this slimy thing as my fated mate.” He then walked away, leaving me in shambles, as the pack members made me a public ridicule. While the pack warriors dragged me away, my gaze lingered on my mother, who trembled, holding the part of a chair to keep herself from falling. I pressed my lips, holding the cry that threatened to escape. I was dragged ruthlessly— not even my clothes were spared, as I was thrown into the cold, dark and rusty dungeons. “Have fun in there, little slave. You're going to be eliminated by dawn.” My eyes widened in terror, “Dawn?”