Slaves Destiny

A Typical Tuesday

Emmas POV

Hitting snooze on the busted alarm clock that more often then not lost time and either refused to sound the alarm or sounded the alarm at the wrong time. I sat up, a yawn escaping my lips, looking in the broken mirror at my reflection, a black eye and a small cut across my left check was all that was left of last nights beating. I had been attempting to study for my maths test today and had accidently burnt the roast dinner, resulting in my step dad Vengence beating me. That wasnt a regular occurance, my step dad was also the Alpha of our pack, he married my mum after my dad ran off to become a rogue, he already had a son, Brandon who was set to become Alpha after his dads reign. Brandon and I were 2 years apart in age, he already had his wolf and was finished with school. I was only 17, my mother died when I was 9 and my stepdad remarried and has since had two girls. His little angels. Molly and Haven treated me well and were always kind to me. I loved them very much. Since Brandon got his wolf he and I had started feeling some kind of way towards each other. Our romance was strictly forbidden he was to become an alpha and I was just a slave. Stolen kisses and desiring looks were all we had shared so far but I knew he was wanting more, he believed when I got my wolf we would discover we were destined mates. Snapping out of my daydream I remembered the time, I needed to get food cooked and the kids ready for school. I had a big exam today that I needed to pass in order to graduate into my final year of school. Opening the cardboard box I kept my belongings in I saw my only skirt ripped, I sighed. Since my mothers death my stepdad had refused to buy me clothes, prefering me to parade around in my panties his betta Marcus really enjoyed this. Grabbing the skirt and a needle and thread I headed to the kitchen to start the food prep.

Hastily I cooked bacon and eggs with toast for the family. Made the twins lunch for school. I set to work fixing my skirt, while chewing on a mouldy piece of toast crust. Just as I finished the last stitch I heard a loud booming voice coming from the hallway. My stepdad was awake and in a mood. Rushing into the kitchen he pushed me out of the way with so much force I hit the fridge leaving a small dent in it. ouch that was going to bruise. He locked eyes with me before walking the two steps in my direction, grabbing me by the throat and lifting me up. "we have guests coming in an hour, the meeting room needs to be spotless and you will wait on them all day" he spat in my face before throwing me back on the tile. Grabbing my throat I hold back tears and quietly reply "I have my graduation test today I am unable to miss it". WHACK, the unmistakable hand of his betta across my face. "Dont you talk back to your alpha you filthy w***e". My face stinging I couldnt hold back the tears. I nodded and made my way across the floor to the entryway to go start cleaning the meeting room. As I went to go through the doorway I turned to grab my now fixed skirt, seeing me reach across Marcus grabbed the skirt too, causing it to irreparably rip. Hanging my head, I muttered, "guess I am wearing this today then". Quickly darting out of the room I bolted to the laundry to grab cleaning supplies.

Once safetly behind the door of the laundry I leaned over the basin and cried. I hated this, I hated being surrounded by people who took pleasure in hurting me. Suddenly I felt a soothing hand down my back, it moved down my spine, along my hips to my waist and spun me around. Brandon was there, he kissed my forehead and swept the tears from my eyes. "Dont cry Baby, things will be different when I am Alpha, I will look after my mate" he whispered. "What if I am not your mate" i replied looking at the ground. He took my chin in his hand tilting my head up to face him "then I will take you as my chosen mate" he kissed me and pushed me against the sink kissing me hard and deep, his had sliding around to grab my ass. He gave it a gentle squeeze. "god damn baby, when are you going to get your wolf, look at what you are doing to me" he muttered.

I was a 5 foot 2, curly brunett hair. For my small stature, I had a big rack and a big ass and thighs, my waist was slim from the constant labour and lack of food.

I loved brandon he really cared about me and our secerate love kind of turned me on a little. Pushing away from him I sighed, "I need to get cleaning" I said to him. He nodded "I should head to training too".

Grabbing what I needed I headed to the meeting room to clean. Humming tunes to myself I cleaned as fast and as thorough as I could. Once done cleaning I headed back to the kitchen to tidy up from breakfast and start the lunch prep for the guests. The exam was to run from 10am till 3pm, maybe I could still make some of it. Glancing at the clock on the wall 11am, the guests would be here any moment. I should have felt uncomfortable knowing guests were coming over and all I was wearing was a tank top that was a couple sizes to small and some plain black panties, but this was how it normally was and had been since I was 15. Hearing voices I realised the first guests were here. I headed to the front door to let the guests in, nodding to them I let the neighbouring packs Alpha and betta in and to the meeting room. Both the Alpha and Betta smiling at my attire. Walking to my stepdads study I announced to him and his betta that the first of the guest were here. Then heading back to the kitchen to grab the first round of drinks to deliver to the meeting room. By now more guests had arrived and been seated in the meeting room.

Sitting down by the table I quicky ate some off cuts from the savouries I had prepared for lunch. Whack, A hard slap around the back of my head. I fell forwards towards the table, Marcus looming over me. "You dont eat until after us you filthy slave" kicking at my leg to get me up. I nod and mutter an apology. He spins pushing me against the counter his leg between mine rubbing uncomfortably against the thin piece of fabric protecting my innocence. "One of these days your father will have had enough and he will toss you out, then I will make you my b***h, the only thing you are good for is a f**k, just like your mum a weak useless w***e" he spat at me. Moving away from me I dropped to the floor. "Now go serve the food" he barked at me.

Quickly grabbing the trays of food I walked fast to the meeting room, placing the food on the table I took a quick glance around the room to see if any drinks needed refilling, as a slave, I was not to look at anyone at eye height I was to submit to anyone at anytime. Most of the men in the room were Alphas ans Bettas and our packs top fighters. Sitting in the far corner was a man I didnt recognise. Hearing a hiss from Marcus behind me I quickly excused myself from the room and ran back towards my room, maybe I had time to make it to school do my exam and get back before anyone noticed.