The Unworthy Mate

Chapter 1

Anaya stood in front of her parents with her head bowed. Tears welled up in her eyes but she did not let them fall. It was fascinating how much control she had over her tears. Their falling was up to her but their appearance was not.

Anaya's mother, Gonzalina, always had a frown between her eyebrows when she looked at her eldest daughter. It was as if she was remembering the most unpleasant time of her life. Her father, Fenrir, was no better.

The pleasure in their eyes was as real as it could get. Anaya didn't get to look them in the eyes. It frightened her to see the negative emotions they had for her.

They seem to ask her, Why didn't you die instead of Arnold? Why were you still alive when my son died? You should have died too.

Anaya squeezes her fingers together until the tips turn with the lack of blood.

"Mom, Dad, don't say anything to Anaya anymore! She didn't do anything. It was my fault for running around carelessly" Lupe sat on the sofa in a nice dress and spoke in a soft voice.

Her sister was ten years old already, but the childishness had not faded from her cheeks.

"Lupe, don't worry about defending me," Anaya stated.

"You don't know anything, Lupe. Go back to your room. Today I'll set her straight!"Gonzalina clenched her teeth to pick up the leather whip again.

Fenrir snorted and didn't try to stop her.

"Mom no!" Lupe said with red eyes. She was about to cry.

"Lupe, don't worry, this isn't a new thing for me," Accalia replied, ringing in her heart. It was over and she was about to have new nightmares.

Anyway, it wasn't anything new. Anaya's has plenty of them.

"Your mom told you to go back. Today is your birthday and your friend will be here in a few hours.

Don't stay in your dirty clothes, change into the dress we bought yesterday. I will come upstairs to do your hair.``Fenrir had a gentle smile as she spoke to Lupe.

"Okay Dad", Lupe looked at her dress that had a big yellow spot on it.

Anaya's eyes were fixed on the dot as well. It wasn't a huge stain but it was noticeable.

Anaya was in charge of preparing for Lupe's birthday. She was preparing some juice when Lupe came down and started to talk to her.

"I'm not happy about how our parents are treating you unworthy, "Lupe stated.

"Stop it, Lupe!" Accalia whispers to her silently to stop because of their parents.

Their parents didn't like it when Lupe spoke to Anaya. She was like a slave who was only kept at home to do their work. Talking to her was akin to lowering their standards.

The family of Omega at some point went from four to three.

Anaya knew very well that if she was seen with Lupe then there would be some beating waiting for her.

To save herself, Anata told Lupe to go away and play somewhere else. But Lupe did not listen. She never did.

"Lupe, how did you stain your clothes with a juice jar," Anaya asked.

"OMG! I don't know how it got stained, but I believe it was my fault " Lupe replied.

Anaya didn't know whose fault it was that the freshly prepared juice jar tipped and fell over Lupe's new dress. But in the end, it was naturally Anaya who was at fault.

" Step outside" Fenrir roared and took Lupe's away and Gonzalina finally didn't hold back. Accalia was taken to the basement.

"Dad, please! This isn't my fault" she pleaded, but Fenrir got even more angry.

Now, Anaya was waiting for her punishment, trying to tighten her body as much as possible.

Being an omega, her pain tolerance was not high. Her body didn't heal fast and the scar was left behind her.

Anaya's body was filled with goosebumps as soon as she entered. She was very familiar with this place. All her punishments were carried out there.

All so, that Lupe wouldn't be disturbed by her screams.

"Won't you start?" Gonzalina glared at Anaya's shivering body without a hint of warmth.

Anaya felt at this very moment, that if her mother showed her a little bit of warmth, she would forget everything. Even the coldness of the basement will turn into a warm paradise.

"Mom, what have I done to deserve all this?" she asked. Her mother looked at her with a frightening look.

She wanted to see if her mother felt anything while beating her up.

"I don't care about you and, besides, you're not relevant in this house, " Gonzalina replied.

Anaya's endless hate in the deep pools of blue. Disappointed and sad, Accalia pulled up her sweater top and placed it on the ground while tears popped into her eyes.

There was a crackling sound and then a burning pain in her back. The leather whip came down without mercy and ripped the camisole. The place where it touched was left with a tear, stained with blood instantly.

Anaya bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut. She had done this many times before, she could do it one more time.

After five lashes, Gonzalina bound the whip around her hand and turned to leave. Anaya stood there, holding her arms and shivering.

Her lips were a pale white color. When she heard the retreating footsteps, she called out in a desperate voice, "Mom.?"There was no response.

Anaya gulped down her emotions and picked up the sweater with shaky hands. Her sweater had some juice stains too. She didn't have the strength to put it back on.

Her back was burning. The basement was cold but it felt good. Suddenly, the coldness, the silence gave Anaya peace. She liked how safe she felt in Dutch, a nightmarish place.

Anaya bundled it up and placed it on the ground. She laid down with her head on the sweater. Now she won't have to go back to prepare for her sister's birthday.

It was funny how Lupe's birthday and Anaya fell on the same day, but the celebrations they received were so different.