The Broken Omega

My name is Alana. I'm 18 years old and I am considered an omega to the Broken Silverback pack.  I wake up to my door being slammed against the wall. There stands my father looking at me with complete anger. He smells of toxic chemicals and stinks of alcohol. "You stupid w***e!" He grabs my by my throat and I start to struggle against his strength. "You should be dead. You don't deserve to lived." He spat out. He threw me against the wall and left.  Unfortunately he isn't wrong. I should be dead. My mom saved my life from a pack a rogues. I will never understand why she did that. She saved me, but she didn't. She left me here to be beaten by her mate. Ever since then, my dad went from being a caring supportive father, to being a drunken abusive father.  I got up to look in the mirror, my eyes use to be a pretty emerald green to a lifeless dark green. My dark brown hair looks so dull and doesn't shine the way it use to. I have gotten so use to the beating that I don't feel the pain anymore. Its 5:40 in the morning so I went ahead and started cleaning before the pack woke up. After I finished up breakfast, I got upstairs and take a shower. The warmth hits me and I just started to cry. I tried to stop it, but the tears keep flooding out. I just hope one day I find my mate...because then I will be loved.