Abused Mate

Woken in the Night

I woke to a tapping on my door. It was so subtle I wasn't sure I had heard it. Then came the banging

"Stormy get up!" I moaned internally. I knew that voice. The alpha's son Brandon was at it again. What could he possibly want with me now? I had already done his laundry and bathed him. I did all the housework before descending the stairs into the basement bedroom for some much-needed rest. I looked at the clock. It was 12:45 a.m. I was officially 18 years old and officially old enough to find my mate. I used to dream of finding my mate, but once my parents were killed by rouges and the Alpha and Luna brought me to the packhouse to live all those dreams changed. As I got up to answer the door, I was hit by the intoxicating scent of fresh-cut grass and Pine. The kind of earthy smell that any woman could appreciate. My wolf Snow was going frantic in my head

"Mate!!!" She howled with delight. I stopped. Wait... What!

I opened the door and noticed the intoxicating smell was coming from Brandon. No! He couldn't be my mate.

"Hello, little mate," Brandon said in a husky voice. I stood rooted to the spot staring at him. He grabbed my hair.

"I said hello." I whimpered in pain but had learned long ago never let them see you cry. then came Roxanne from around the corner.

"Brandon.," she said in that winey nasal voice of hers.

"I thought you were going to come to bed. You said you were going to reject this loser. Do it already." She walked up behind him and grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. My stomach turned in knots. It felt like someone had punched me in the stomach and I couldn't catch my breath.

" I, Brandon Roman, next in line alpha, Reject you Stormy Love as my Luna and mate." I fell to the ground. The only time I shed a tear in front of them. After catching my breath, I stood with my head held high.

"I, Stormy Love accept your rejection." Brandon stumbled back and held onto the door for support. I stood unaffected by the pain of our severed bond.

"Why aren't you crying? Why aren't you begging for me to accept you?"

" I am so glad to not have to be attached to a mate like you." Roxanne gasped

" You can't talk to him like that!"

"I just did" and with that, I sauntered passed past the couple, and walked up the steps through the packhouse that was now dark and silent and out the back door.

I Jumped and transformed into Snow in midair. The reason her name was Snow is she was a solid white wolf with bright blue eyes except for right in the center where it was a pure golden color. What people didn't know about me, and Snow is we had unspeakable gifts. I could feel snow pain.

" I'm so sorry Snow," I said.

" You’re not the one who rejected us, Stormy. And he will live to regret it." She said that last part with so much venom she even scared me.

"Let's just get through the ball tonight and when everyone drifts off to sleep, we can slip out. Find a new life all on our own."

" Deal.," I said to Snow.

We sat by the lake for a while. we headed back as the sky started to turn orange and pink with the sunrise.

" Time to get breakfast on the table," I said to myself.

As I opened the screen back door a hand grabbed my waist and pulled me close. I was hit with the same scent of Brandon, but there was the scent of a woman on him too.

" Where have you been!?"

" Brandon I am not your concern. Roxanne is. Now please release me so I can prepare breakfast." He hesitated.

"Stormy I..."

" Save it, Brandon. I have to go." I pulled out of his grasp and slipped past him. For a moment I saw a look of regret in his green eyes. He pushed his blonde bangs back out of his eyes. For a second, I thought I heard him say sorry, but I didn't have time to dwell on that when breakfast needed to be prepared.

I started making pancakes, sausage, eggs, bacon, hash browns, and avocado toast. Brandon's favorite breakfast. Our birthday was on the same day, but no one ever noticed my birthday. It had always been about Brandon. I made his favorite breakfast to celebrate his turning 21. As I was placing the last platter of eggs on the table, I was hit with the scent of fresh-cut grass and Pine. I looked up in time to see him rush toward me. wrapping his arms around me. He looked as if he had been crying.

"Please give me another chance." I felt a tug at my heart. The mate bond wasn't completely gone yet. I was still drawn to him. I nodded. He kissed me about the time Roxanne walked in. She stared at Brandon, and I completely dumbfounded

" What the f**k is going on!" She screeched. Brandon shoved me. This crazy omega just kissed me! I stood rooted to the spot. completely at a loss for word.

"What! That's an l...." Roxanne slapped me before I could finish.

"That will teach you about touching my mate." again it felt like I couldn't breathe. Then I laughed hysterically as they both looked at me like I was crazy.

" Roxanne, you can have him. I am so glad you’re the one who will be living as his miserable mate and not me." I turned and walked out of the dining room.

I sat on my bed skipping lunch. Usually, Brandon would have a cow if I so much as missed preparing anything, but this time he didn’t seek me out to make my day any worse. I’m sure Roxanne was keeping him busy as well which for the time being I was grateful for. Unfortunately, I could not put off going to the party any longer. The other servers would be needing my help to set everything up. Even though I despised Brandon I couldn’t allow the others to suffer on my behalf. I slipped on the Emerald Green dress that had belonged to my mother, silver strapped heels. I let my long blond hair fall in waves to my waist. I dabbed on a little perfume and some lip gloss and slipped up the stairs and out the back door to the dance hall. We decorated the room with black and gold balloons. We had a huge buffet set up at the front of the room. The pack band was playing on the raised platform in the center of the room. Everything was perfect. Suddenly I got a whiff of fresh-cut grass and pine. I cursed to myself. I didn’t feel like dealing with him right now. As I turned to see what he needed I saw him kissing Roxanne. I gaged internally. Seeing them made my stomach churn. As I headed out the door to get some fresh air Roxanne tripped me. She dumped her drink all over me. I scurried to my feet trying hard not to let her see how much this affected me. I calmly walked out of the dance hall while she and her friends laughed at my dispense. I ran and grabbed the only other dress I had left. It was a short black number. I grabbed a pair of red strapped heels and climbed back up the basement steps and headed to the omega showers to shower and change.

Unknown persons point of view:

I watched the blonde beauty walk from the room. She hadn’t noticed me standing in the shadows watching the display that had just taken place. One look at that beautiful creature and I knew she was my mate. She hurried past me not paying much attention as she seemed upset about the events that just happened. One day this beautiful person will be treated like the queen she is.

Stormy's POV

After I showered, I slipped on the black dress and red heels. I made my way back to the dance hall to finish up serving the guest at the party. It was my job to keep drinks full of whatever the guest was drinking. I walked back into the dance hall. Brandon and Roxanne with a group of their friends were out on the dance floor. After the song ended Brandon called me over to his table.

“Yes, what can I get you all.”

“Roxanne will have a margarita, and I’ll have a coke and Jack.”

“Right away.”

“Right away Alpha.” I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Yes, Alpha right away. Whatever you say.” I said sarcastically. I will be so happy when I leave here. This man in front of me was no Alpha. He was a little boy playing at being a man. He stood up and pinned me against the wall. He was dangerously close to my face.

“You will watch your tone with me and respect me on your own or I will take it.” I shut my eyes. Waiting for him to release his hold on me. He finally released me, and his friends laughed.

“Hey alpha next time you should let me take her to my room to teach her respect,” Brandon growled. His friend looked surprised by Brandon’s reaction to the mention of someone else touching me.

“Nobody touches her like that. Are we clear?”

“What’s the big idea Brandon, You used to let us do that while you watched.”

“That was then!” Brandon raised his voice and the room turned to see what the commotion was about.

“It won’t happen again.” He said more quietly. I returned with the drinks sat them on the table and quietly turned to leave.