WARNING: This chapter contains scenes of s****l assault and abuse. This may cause a trigger!
I awoke to the sound of pounding on the door. Quickly, I jumped out of bed and cracked the door open. "Madilynn! you're 20 minutes late! The Alpha is asking for you." Olive, one of the omegas of the pack breathes out. My eyes widen in fear. 20 minutes late?! That dream really must've knocked it out of me. I am never late. As a servant to the pack, I must be prompt in my duties. And now the Alpha wants to see me, this is not good. I quickly grab my old tattered blue jeans, a light blue stained T-shirt, and my old tennis shoes and rush out the door. I live in the opposite side of the alphas suit, as the powerful members get the nicest suite at the top floor of the pack house. the floor below it is reserved for young pack members who have yet to find their mates. The first floor holds the kitchen, dining area, living room, and recreation room. There is just about everything a young wolf could need here at the pack house. We have a fitness room, and even a huge pool to enjoy. Us Omegas don't get the luxury of using these services, we just have to keep keep clean.
I hustle up to the third floor as fast as I can. By the time I am standing in front of the alphas office, I am out of breath. I knock once and wait until I hear a curt "come in." from the other side. Alpha Jasques looks up from his paperwork, his cold eyes boring into mine. I lower my eyes in submission waiting to see why he called me here. "you're late! I will not tolerate such insolence. For this you will be punished. Three days in the hole." he spits. My face pales. Not again.
Flashback:
"P-please Dont..." I begged as tears streamed down my face. My trembling hands grasped at the hem of my shirt in a desperate attempt to feel secure. "HA, you think I will listen to you?! you're nothing but a useless omega. You're my father's property, and therefore, MY property. I can do whatever I want with you!" Alec, the alphas son taunted. Alec was next in line to become alpha, but he has to wait until he comes of age when he turns 18. We are the same age, 15. He torments me any chance he gets, especially in front of the other young wolves. He has always been horrible to me, pushing me over, calling me names, basically making my life miserable any chance he gets. When I turned 13 and was supposed to get my wolf, it got a lot worse. Since my wolf never emerged the pack thought even less of me than they already did. Having no wolf is just about the worst thing for someone living in a pack. They can't let me leave because I know too much of the werewolf world, and they can't kill me, as I am just a child. So they removed me from school and made me a full time slave for the pack. As if that wasn't bad enough, the beatings got a lot worse too. They all look for a reason to beat me. The first time it happened was when I was making dinner for the pack. I was carrying a large pot of pasta sauce from the burner to the counter when the young alpha Jace and his best friend Beau walked in. Beau stuck his foot out and I spilled sauce all over the kitchen. not only that, but all over Jace's shoes. "you little b***h! you'll pay for that!" he screamed. He grabbed my arm and shoved me hard against the counter. my head connected with the cubbard and I saw stars. Before I could adjust the two began punching and kicking me mercilessly. I begged them to stop but they wouldn't. Not until I was a bloodied heap on the floor. "clean this mess up now or there will be hell to pay" Jace snickered as they left the room. It only got worse from there.
I am pulled from the memory when a hand connects to my face. Jace glares at me, his alpha aura oozing from his pores. I submit, but he is relentless. he smirks, as he grabs both my wrists and holds them over my head. My back is pressed against the wall of the hallway. There is nowhere to go, no one to call to. I am left defeated. The tears continue to stream down my face as Jace undoes his jeans. He uses his claws to tear through my clothing, leaving me there, stark naked, pressed up against him. My legs are trembling so bad I can't support my weight. Jace has a firm grip on my wrist, so I remain immobile. He is so close, I can feel his hard c**k close to my entrance. "please no... not like this... Jace..." I beg. "shhhh kitten, you know you want this. Walking around all day teasing me, what did you expect?" he taunts. Ever since I hit puberty I have filled out quite significantly. My hips, ass, and breasts are full and I am skinny as a twig (although that part probably comes from not eating much). The pack doesn't allow me to eat very often. Jace is the only one who sees my filled out body though. I always wear baggy clothes to hide myself. I don't need any extra unwanted attention. Apparently I got it anyways, as Jace can't seem to leave me alone. He has never got this bold though. I'm terrified he will take things too far this time. My suspicions are proven correct when a hot searing flash of pain hits my uterus. My eyes widen in shock and Jace puts his free hand over my mouth to muffle the scream that tears through my throat. He thrusts in and out mercilessly until I feel him tense. He pulls out and releases onto my stomach with a satisfied grunt. he released my hands and I slide down to the floor and hug my knees to my chest. "I guess you're good for someone, Omega" he laughs. Once he's gone I run to my room, blood streaming from between my legs. As soon as my body hits the bed I sob into my pillow so that the sound doesn't escape. I can't believe he did that. Is my life not horrible enough already? I can deal with the beatings and name calling. I have learned to not let it bother me, but this, this is just too much. I gotta get out of here. I quickly get up and get dressed. I grab the drawstring bag that holds most of my meager belongings and I slip out the door. I creep down the hallway, careful to avoid the squeaky boards. Once I make it to the kitchen I exit through the side door. As soon as I exit the house I take off into the woods. I run as fast as I can, hoping to make it to the end of our territory. Before long I hear the sound of our warrior wolves howling. "oh no... they're coming for me". I run as fast as I can, praying I make it. It isn't long before I hear the sound of paws hitting the dirt behind me. They're gaining, and fast. I keep pumping my legs as fast as they can carry me. Sweat drips down my face, stinging my eyes. I don't bother to wipe it away as I run for my life. I can see the edge of the forest, signaling the promise land. I can almost taste the freedom. Freedom from the beatings, freedom from the taunts, freedom from slaving away for ungrateful pack members, and most importantly, freedom from Jace. Just ad I am about to cross over the invisible line the signifies the Cresent Moon packlands I am thrown from my feet. I hit the ground hard and my whole world is spinning. I try to get up by my muscles are burning from the strain I put on them trying to escape. My head is throbbing from smashing into the ground. My world goes black.
I try to open my eyes but everything hurts. I can tell I'm laying down on a rather rough surface. I try to tilt my head but there's something on my neck. Finally, I open my eyes, but I can still only see blackness. "What the..." I carefully lift my hand to feel what is on mu neck. Upon examination I can feel it is some sort of collar. I shift and hear the sound of a chain. After a grueling effort, I finally sit upright. Once my eyes adjust I see there is a light above my head. A hole to be exact. "where am I?" I asked out loud. My throat cracked painfully as I asked myself this. I look back down to the chain and see it is connected to a pole thw sticks out of the ground. Panicking, I realize I am trapped here. My breathing becomes erratic as my eyes desperately search for a way out. "well well well, look whose awake" a voice taunts. I nearly jump out of my skin. I look up to see Jace and Beau looking down at me. Jace has his signature sneer plastered on his face. "Let me out, please!" I beg. Jace only laughs as the two retreat. I tuck my knees to my chest and cry. They ended up keeping me there for a week. I nearly died in that hole. Looking back, I wish I had.