His Innocent Mate

I was holding a damp piece of rag while cleaning the shoes of an Epsilon. Epsilon are the pack's soldiers and they just came back from a battle against the pack near our area. Their victory has been celebrated with our Alpha's command. They threw out a banquet as the Epsilons' reward for their bravery and loyalty. But their pleasure means another suffering to us omegas. Whenever these Epsilons hold celebrations like this, they always want to have fun. The kind of fun that always makes me and the rest of the female omegas shudder in fear and nervousness. Among all the werewolves here in Midnight Pack, omegas have the lowest rank. To the rest of the pack, we are merely servants meant to do commands, punching bags to release their frustration into and some were even taken and used as s*x toys. We are badly mistreated. We are the most hardworking ones yet we only receive a single bread a day. Sometimes, we don't even receive anything and they let us starve to death. To be part of this pack is hell. "Hey!" The Epsilon kicked me on the shoulder. "Do it properly!" I closed my eyes shut to calm myself down. I don't want to be treated like this, like a servant merely because I was weaker but I don't have a choice. I want to fight back but I know I stand no chance against them. I gulped down my pride. "Yes, sir." As I stared at the shiny shoes, I heard the giggles of a female omega sitting beside the Epsilon and clinging at him. She wore revealing clothes. Her huge breasts were in full display. She was not the only one looking like a prostitute but they were many of them. In fact, each Epsilon has one omega entertaining them. The Omegas here in our pack have two means of surviving. There are werewolves like me who chose to be obedient to commands and some sell themselves to these Epsilons in order to gain favor. If one of these soldiers liked and claimed them, they would be pulled out of the lowest rank and would be treated less badly. There is no such thing as mates in our pack too. Midnight pack is full of corrupt werewolves who cared nothing but pleasure and power. The Moon Goddess might have witnessed the immoral deeds and prevented these creatures from having mates. As for me, I don't know if I will ever have one too. Too indulged in my thoughts, I accidentally bumped into someone on my way back to the area where other servants were. Because of the impact, I lost my balance and fell hard to the ground. The dirty damp cloth made contact with the Epilson's clothes and the basin full of water splashed all over him, causing him to fume up in anger. "Can't you see where you're going?! Are you fùcking blind?!" His loud screaming grabbed the attention of other werewolves around the area but they immediately continued with their business. This kind of scenario always happens, the other ranks abusing omegas, so it was not a big deal anymore. "I'm s-so sorry.." I panicked and stood up with trembling knees to grab the basin and the damp cloth on the ground. "Sorry?! Can your fùcking apology clean my clothes?!" he shouted once again. I could only flinch in response. "I did not mean to.." I trembled, unable to decide where to look. Whether at the gritting Epsilon or his dirty clothes. "You b-bumped into me so―" "Are you saying that it was my fault?!" "N-No..! I was just only saying that you―" "How could a lowlife like you talk back at me!" Then I received a slap. His palm was like a hard metal hitting against my cheek. I could feel the burning pain and I could taste the metallic flavor of blood from the corner of my lips. "Know your place, you peasant!" The inner wolf in me felt rage upon the treatment and before I could control it, the two pupils of my eyes glowed in ice blue. "Did you just glared at me?!" The Epsilon grabbed my hair and forced me to look up at him. I closed my eyes shut and fortunately, the glowing disappeared. "Argh! I d-did not.." my voice trembled as I flinched in unbearable pain. "Please l-let me go.." "The audacity to lie! Rebel omegas like you need to be disciplined!" He motioned two werewolves and they walked closer to us. I did not know what they were planning to do but the eerie smirk on their lips explained it all. "Please n-no.." the two werewolves grabbed me on both arms and dragged me away from the banquet. "No..! Let me g-go , please..!" I tried to fight in hopes of getting away but my strength was nowhere near theirs. "Help..! Please.. h-help..! Where are you taking me?!" Those Epsilon who witnessed the abus only glanced, some even smirked and had no plans of helping. The omegas serving them could only look at me in pity. As much as they want to help, they know they can't. "No..! Please let me go..!" My eyes non-stop produced tears. Their hold on my arms was tight and bruising. They only let go when we arrived in a not so crowded area of the place, in a dark corner. The celebration reached here. I could hear the laughter of the soldiers, the giggle and cries of agony of the omegas being sèxually abùsed all over the area. My heartbeat tripled in speed when they began unbuckling their belts. I unconsciously crawled backwards in fear. "P-Please don't do this," I begged. "Help! Someone please help!" I shouted on the top of my lungs even though I knew no one would come. "You're so loud," the Epsilon who shouted at me earlier, uttered. "Let's put that mouth of yours in good use, shall we?" When the other one reached for my leg, I immediately crawled away but he managed to grab my ankle and pulled me close. "No! Let go of me!" The three of them laughed in my suffering. "What a lovely omega you are," said one of them as his rough hand caressed my leg. My body hairs moved up to their ends in disgust. I kicked his hand away using my other leg but he managed to catch it. "Even prettier than those prostìtutes at the banquet," Hearing such dìgusting words from them made me almost vomit. "I will go first. Hold her." The two moved in his command. The one held both of my wrists and turned it towards my back while the other one remained holding my squirming legs. "No, p-please.." I shook my head, begging. Both of my cheeks were completely wet with tears. "Don't do this, I'm b-begging you.." I cried as the other Epsilon grabbed my head and positioned it near his bulging and clothed member. I continued to shake my head as he unzipped his pants. "This is how omegas like you should be disciplined. You need to be reminded that low-life like you are merely toys for us. Now put your mouth to work." His grip on my head tightented. He rubbed my cheeks against his clothed erection. I continued to cry, to beg for them to stop but they have turned deaf to all of my pleas. Until I finally accepted that this was the destined fate of omegas like me. To be abused by all kinds of means, treated as if not a living being. But the moment the Epsilon was about to let his member out of his pants, someone came for help. "Get your hands off her!"