Sold To The Possessive Alpha

Being an omega in a pack ruled in hierarchy was the hardest of all. The omegas are subdued to hard jobs and are treated nothing less than rogue wolves. Emory, unfortunately, was one.An omega without a wolf.She was despised by everyone in the pack, her parents and step sister, wasn't an exception. She was treated no less than a slave, even a slave would be better than she was. Emory was never given the privileges her step-sister got.She was never opportuned to go to school, experience life and have great and supporting friends. She was all by herself and often wore rags.“ Emory!” The loud voice of her stepmother jotted her from what she was doing. Ever since she was little, Emory had always been a creative artist. With her pencil and equipment, she could bring anything to life through her painting and drawings. The loud voice of her stepmother caused her to stop whatever she was drawing and ran downstairs before getting punished. “ Yes, Ma.” Emory stopped running once she got to where her stepmother was standing. “ Why did you ignore my call? Are you suddenly deaf or you're starting to rebel against me?” Mrs Hardin, Emory's step mother, wasn't taking it easy with her numerous questions. “ I ran as fast as I could when I heard you call me.” Emory muttered but was blessed with a slap, blinding her eyes temporarily. “ How dare you talk when I'm talking? You're starting to grow wings in my house, and trust me Emory, I will cut off those wings for you so that you won't be able to fly with them ever again!” Mrs Hardin yelled, her eyes blazing with hatred and fury. The sight of Emory disgusted her, and if not for the fact that she was her husband's first child, she would have sent her packing out of the house a long time ago. “ I'm sorry.” Her voice came out low, as she struggled to hold back the tears threatening to leave her eyes. “ You better be, now take this.” Mrs Hardin shoved a box roughly into Emory's hand.“ Deliver this to the Old Luna. If you dispose of or don't deliver this box, consider yourself dead. I will kill you myself, you can try me.” She smirked and walked past Emory, bumping her shoulder with hers, causing the petite girl to stagger. Holding the box with one hand and using the other to hold her temporarily blind eyes, Emory left the house to deliver the box like she was told earlier. She put on her worn out sandals and dragged her feet towards the woods leading to the pack house.As she passed by, everyone threw nasty glares at her and some even moved a few meters away from her like she stank. More tears threatened to leave her eyes.The judging gaze and glares were constant but no matter what, Emory couldn't get used to it. She felt like she was against the world alone, without anyone to defend or help her. “ Enough with the tears already, b***h!” Came a loud feminine voice from behind, causing Emory to turn around.She gulped in fear upon seeing her stepsister’s best friend, Vanna, with her minors and a few hefty boys. As they drew closer to Emory, her heart began to thump faster than usual.She had been constantly subdued to their bullies and once they were done, she would be left with bruises and body ache all over. “ Where are you heading to?” Vanna asked, her wicked smile growing each second. “ Please let me go, I have an errand to run for my step-mom.” Emory pleaded in a soft tone. “ Oh c'mon, we can't just let you leave just like that. We have some special guests with us today.” Vanna said and clapped her hands, indicating for the hefty boys to step forward. Emory gulped in fear as her mind reeled with what was going to happen next. “ Boys, r**e her until she bleeds. I need something to feed my followers on Instagram.” Vanna smirked, taking out her phone from her pocket, ready to capture the scene. Sweat clouded Emory's forehead and her legs began to quiver in fear. Staring at the three hefty boys who happened to be the leaders of bullies in the pack, she knew she was not a match for them. It would take them less than a minute to subdue and have their way with her. Emory began to take slow steps backwards. “ Don't come closer.” She whimpered but the boys only laughed as they were already enjoying her vulnerability. “ You look petite and slim, my type of woman.” One of them said, smiling brightly like a maniac. Not looking behind her, Emory came across a big stone, causing her to fall on her butt. “Just the way I want it. Who will go first?” Vanna asked, ready to capture the scene like it was an actual movie scene. “ Me, I will go first. I want to feel her tight c**t against my rod.” Another of the hefty bullies smirked and began to take off his belt. The clacking of his belt together sounded traumatic to Emory. She closed her eyes as if waiting for the ground to open and swallow her up. The first bully brought out his huge rod and squatted in front of Emory. He ripped her rags off and his eyes glinted with a list staring at her black lace panties. “ Please…. don't…. do…this to me…” Emory whispered as hot tears left the corners of her eyes. She knew trying to fight off the bullies wasn't the best option, but she just couldn't watch them take away her virginity which she had been keeping all her life for her mate. A few seconds later, her eyes flew open and as if she was endowed with a new found strength, Emory pushed the first bully with all her might and stood up, running deep into the woods. “ f**k! Get her! She mustn't escape!” Vanna yelled furiously and the three bullies ran after Emory. Despite being barely covered with her clothes, Emory didn't care as she ran with all her might until she entered the Pack’s gate filled with warriors. The three bullies stopped at the gate as they were not allowed into the pack house. Excited that she was saved, Emory exhaled in relief and made her way into the Old Luna’s Chambers to deliver the box to her. After she had delivered the box, Emory wanted to stay longer at the Pack house until she was sure the bullies already left. As she wandered through the hallway of the pack house, she felt weird. A feeling was pulling her towards the Alpha’s chambers and despite her resistance, she couldn't help it. It was as if her whole body was being controlled and she couldn't do anything to stop it. Upon getting to the Alpha's chambers, the same feeling pushed Emory into opening the door and her eyes twitched at the sight in front of her. The Alpha also turned, his eyes turning gold as he stared at Emory.“ Mate?” They both chorused in unison.