THE BETA'S ABUSED DAUGHTER FINAL COPY

My name is Ava and the day I turned 6 everything changed. I don’t understand what changed but something has had to change. My mother and father decided I wasn’t their daughter anymore. I went from my room being on the Beta’s floor to the lowest floor store room closet that the pack house has. My room was big with a princess bed and pink walls. I had a doll house in my room. My bed was a mix of pink, blue and purple. Now all I have is a small rug on the floor. They just yell at me now.  I went from being treated like the Beta’s Daughter to being the lowest of the Omega’s in the pack house. Mainly the slave. The Omega’s were treated better than me. I tried asking what was going on and I only got yelled at. It has now been a week since that day happened. All the kids bully me along with the adults. I know I am smarter than most everyone my age and a few years older than me. Maybe that is why all of this is happening to me.  The pack house has many floors. The first floor is where the living room, dining room, kitchen, game room and the pack meeting hall are all located at. The second and third floor is for mated teenagers. The fourth floor is for Gamma's family. The filth floor is the Beta’s family. Then the top floor which would be the sixth floor is for the Alpha’s family. There are over 2,000 pack members. We are the second strongest pack that there is. The Royal pack is number one.  I got my chore list that I have been doing for the last 9 years.  1.Clean all of the rooms on the first floor.  2.Clean the Gamma’s floor 3.Clean the Beta’s floor  4.Clean the Alpha’s floor 5.Cook all 3 meals including snacks for all the pack members 6.Clean all of the laundry put outside of everyone's doors in the morning 7.Have all clothes back by rooms before they go to bed 8.No eating unless the Pack leaders say you can 9.DO NOT DISTURB ANYONE IN THE PACKHOUSE Now I have been doing all of this for 9 years. I have worked as their slave. Things tended to get worse as I grew up. My “parents” did not care for me at all. I knew this the day I turned 11. Things were not as bad until I became 11. I would get yelled at and shoved. I would end up having to learn how to heal my own bones since they were so weak from lack of nutrition. So when I used to get pushed I would fall and break a bone. I never let it stop me. I knew I was stronger than any of them. I was determined to survive. I was just waiting for my mate. The only hope I had left.  I will be able to find him in a week. That is when I will turn 16. The sad thing is. I will shift and everything on the night of our Alpha’s son's graduation along with his Alpha ceremony. See what none of them know is that I have already graduated high school. I was able to save money that I would find around the pack house to be able to get my GED. I know it's not a diploma but I will be finishing my 2nd year of college this year.  As I am working on finishing taking all of the baskets up to everyone’s room and placing them in front of their doors before dinner I ended up bumping into my father.  “I am sorry Beta.” I said as I looked down at the ground to show respect.  I wish that helped. I felt when he punched me in the face. I could feel the blood running down my cheek. He grabbed my arm and with the force he used snapped it. “AHHHHHHHHHHH” I screamed. I knew it was a mistake the second it passed my lips.  “Oh the ungrateful little slut. Now you want to say something. What have you been told about speaking to anyone in the pack!!!!” He spat at me with venom in his voice.  You could hear the growl in his chest making its way out. I flinched knowing I am not supposed to say anything to anyone. I could feel him dragging me downstairs. I lost my balance several times until he decided to just throw me down the stairs. I knew where he was taking me. I tried to scramble up but one of my legs was broken now also. I just laid there watching him. He grabbed me and dragged me into a secret room that they built for moments like this. Or for whenever they decided I needed to be punished.   When he opened the hidden door to the sound proof room I knew what was going to happen. I was thrown in and it looked like he was debating on something. I could tell what it was. What would he do to punish me this time? My body is littered with scars. From all the times I would be punished with silver or even wolfsbane.  He lifted my arms and tied them to the hooks hanging from the ceiling. He ripped off all of my clothes and left me hanging there with nothing on. I watched as he walked to the wall with whips. I saw which one he picked up and knew I would have even more scars. His favorite whip to use on me. The whip was black with several leather straps on it that were covered in pure silver tips. I watched as he dipped it in wolfsbane before starting to whip me not just my back. He hit my legs. My stomach, and when he is behind me he likes to take the whip and hit my stomach and rip open my sides. It was over an hour by the time he was done. I knew not to say anything. It would only anger him more and he wouldn’t stop.  He dropped me to the ground.  “Clean this room now” As he stormed out of the room. I honestly don't know how my body can withstand all of this going on. The starving. The beatings. The wolfsbane and the silver. Sometimes I wonder if their goal is to kill me.  One day they might just do that. If my mate is not in the pack I am leaving. With that in my mind I started to clean the room and while working on that I was trying to get the bleeding to stop. I had to have it all cleaned up before he came back or I would get another beating. Except this one would be worse. He wouldn’t stop this time. I tore pieces of my shirt off to be able to wrap around my wounds that he caused. Once I was done with all of that I started on cleaning all of my blood off the floor. I finally had gotten all the blood off the floor and s[plattered along the wall when someone turned the knob on the door. I couldn’t tell who it was or what was going to happen. The only thing I had left was the “toys” they would use. Then the door slammed shut really fast.  I was relieved and worked faster to clean the “toys”. I finished them and then continued to clean my wounds since I have more time. I used some of the towels that they had in the room to clean it all up. Once my wounds were cleaned. I could see them slowly clotting and closing in some of the smaller places. I already knew I would have even more scars. As I had finished putting away all of the cleaning supplies. The door opened. My dad walked in with the Alpha.  “You need to hurry up and make dinner and have everything cleaned. We have an important guest coming tonight. I want you in your room before they get here with everything cleaned.” The Alpha said.  I stayed quiet because I didn’t want another beating. When I felt his punch Land on the right side of my face and could feel the blood dripping from my temple I was dismissed to go to the kitchen to clean it. I made dinner as fast as I could. I made a garlic roasted chicken along with several other things. I made the chicken and steak in several different ways. Homemade macaroni and cheese along with mashed potatoes. All the vegetables I could so everyone had the options tonight. I couldn’t mess this up. Once I was done I cleaned the kitchen and started working on the desserts. I made fruit tarts, mini cakes, and cheesecakes. Of course there are several different kinds because I don’t know anything about the visiting Alpha.  The only thing I know is he is supposed to be King’s brother. I don’t know his name or anything. I am hoping he will like everything. The whole house is clean. His room is ready for him. I am done with dinner and dessert. Now all I have to do is finish cleaning the kitchen. Once I am done with all of that I can go and enjoy the rest of the night. Since no one wants to see my ugly face I will be able to just go and enjoy quiet time. Which in all honesty I am looking forward to right now. So I walked out of the kitchen and down the dark hallway that leads to my room.  Once I got to my door I opened it and felt relief. One because no one likes to come back here because it apparently smells like a w***e house. I know it's just because it smells like me. Also I am able to breath and be in my own space. It’s small and all since it was just a closet, but it's mine. I have an old rug someone threw away to lay on. I found a pillow and blanket one year that was thrown away also. I had to cut the rug because it was too big. So was the blanket but I just folded that. I have enough room to lay on my side with my legs bent to sleep comfortably. I have a small alarm clock that I use. Then I tore up a piece of the hardwood floor to hide other things I have. Right in the middle of the floor I took a piece of wood that was loose to hide my laptop for my school work and the money I have been finding throughout the pack house when I clean it. So far I have saved up 3,861 dollars. When I have my wolf I am going to leave. No matter what I am going to leave. I will be a rouge. Until I find a pack that will accept me and treat me right. I will sneak food and leave during the party.  I laid in my small little bed. I stayed as still as possible to help the healing. I have noticed that even without my wolf my healing is faster than those who do have their wolves. So as I lay here just looking at the dark ceiling in the dark room. I focus on healing everything. I know that most will scar but all my time and energy needs to be focused on healing. Along with getting as much rest that I can. It is honestly strange even though they starve me I still have meat on my bones. More than your typical she wolf. I guess you can say I am fat.  I am lying here fixing to go to sleep because most of my wounds from “playing” earlier are all almost healed. When I heard someone coming. Which is strange they never come all the way to my door. When it opened I was blinded by a bright flashlight in my eyes. Once my eyes adjusted I was able to see my father standing there with another man. I didn’t know what to do so I bowed my head at least to my father because I knew what would happen. I didn’t know who this strange man was but I could feel in my gut that nothing good was going to happen from tonight.  ****WARNING TRIGGER MOMENTS***** My father grabbed my arm and yanked me off the floor. When I was able to get my balance I saw the man more clearly. He held himself like an Alpha. I didn’t want to be here any longer.  “Here the slut is all yours, Alpha Zeek. I am sure you will find her to your liking.” My father said.  “Of course I will Beta Clyde. She will be just perfect. Have someone bring her to my room in an hour. I need to prepare.” Alpha Zeek said.  The way he was looking at  me. He roamed his eyes up and down my body and his eyes were turning black with lust. I watched as he walked away from me and he looked relaxed. “You need to be ready and in his room in an hour. If you don’t go you will die. I will kill you.” With that being said my father walked away also.  I was standing alone in the dark hallway. I had to make a choice to leave now or do as I am told. I was standing here and went into my room and looked at the clock. I don’t have enough time to run tonight. So I did the only thing I could do. I went out to the river and took a bath. Luckily no one was around and I still had some toiletries left. I bathed as fast as I could and got dressed. All I had was  the 3 dirty shirts that had stains on them and holes. I just grabbed one. They are all white. Then I had my black leggings. I had to hurry to his room to see what he wanted. I knocked on his door and waited. I was standing there for 5 minutes when the door opened.  When the door opened he was standing there with jeans hanging low on his hips. You could see hair at the top of his jeans where the button is at. I was looking at the floor and could see he had no shirt on. I could see the v-line on his stomach. I didn’t dare look up from where I was looking. “Y-y-ou w-wan-nt-e-d-d to s-e-e m-e A-lph-a.” I stuttered as I spoke to him. I couldn’t help but feel like he was going to kill me. I couldn’t get the feeling in my gut to go away. Maybe I shouldn’t have wasted so much time earlier and ran for it. I have enough money to run. I could have gone to a human town. By the time I processed everything earlier I didn’t have any time.  “Come in.” He said.  I walked into the room trying to avoid touching him and looked at the ground. I didn’t dare look up. I just stared at the hardwood flooring. I was standing to the side of the door while he looked at me. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. When I looked up a little bit he had something in his hands.  “Go change into this.” He was using his Alpha voice on me. What no one knew though was that NO one could command me. I didn’t look up and stayed where I was standing. “NOW!!!” He yelled at me. I jumped when he yelled at me. I saw it when he threw it at me. “You can change in the bathroom. You should do it before I lose my temper with you.” HE said that more calmly.  I did as I was told. I walked into the bathroom and turned the light on and shut and locked the door. Not that it would do much for a pissed off Alpha. Only make that Alpha madder. I looked at was he handed me. It was a 2 piece lingerie set. The top was black that was lacey and see through. The bottoms were also black but they only had a string on them. I did what I was told and put them on them, just stood there and looked in the mirror. I didn’t like how I looked. You could see all the scars on my body with this. I looked around the bathroom and there was a really small silk robe that barely covered my butt. I still put it on.  When I walked out of the bathroom he wasn’t happy that I was wearing the robe. I could see the irritation in his eyes. He was sitting on his bed and his pants were gone. He was just in his underwear. I didn’t move from my spot in the bathroom doorway. I just stared at the ground. I tensed when he got up from his bed and walked over to me. When he put his hand up I flinched. He touched the side of my face to lift it up but I kept my eyes down.  “How are you supposed to know when I am pleased if you won’t look at me? Huh?” I could not think about anything other than the way he said pleased. What does he mean by pleased. This man is at least in his 50s. He may not look like it but wolves live a lot longer. We only die if someone kills us. We slowly age at 16 once our wolves come to us.  I didn’t say anything to him. I just kept my eyes down.  “Why won't you speak to me little one? Aren’t I being nice about things?” His voice was becoming deeper the angrier he got. It sent shivers down my spine just thinking about everything he might want to do to me. I felt when his hand traveled from my face down my neck and shoulders to my hand. When he grabbed my hand I could feel the break. He grabbed it so hard he broke my hand. I am so used to my bones being broken that I didn't even really think anything of it anymore. There was no pain in most of the things they have done to me.  He pulled me to the bed and he sat down holding my hand too tight and would squeeze it every now and then to see if I reacted to it. I was standing in front of him while he was sitting. I don’t know how long we were like this when his hand moved to my ass. I didn’t like that very much. I slapped his hand away. Which in return he didn’t like. “A slut like you should enjoy the attention of a strong Alpha like me. DO NOT DO THAT AGAIN!” I could hear the Alpha command in it. It just didn’t faze me. I knew one thing. I would not let him take this from me. I would not let him take the things that only a mate should do with me.  “I am not a slut” I looked him in the eyes at that point. He is not my Alpha. I do not have to do this. An Alpha command doesn't work on me and he is about to find out. “Touch me again and you'll have to kill me.” “Little one that can be arranged. Is that how you want this to go?” I could hear him slowly chuckling and his eyes sparkled when I talked back. So I knew he liked that.  I felt the hit on my ribs. I knew one more cracked. I fell to the ground as he grabbed a hold of my hair. I felt him sniff and lick the place my mate was going to mark me. I didn’t wait and I hit him as hard as I could. I got up and ran for the door. I knew even if I screamed no one would come. So I had to think of a way out of this. I couldn’t let this happen. I felt him grab my foot and pull me hard on the ground. My head hit the hardwood flooring and bounced off it and slammed back down with the force he used. I started kicking and fighting. I didn't care. He could kill me but I couldn't do this. I wouldn't do this. I will fight til I cant anymore. I did. I was kicking, punching, scratching, biting, and anything I could do. He was hitting too. This is the first time I have ever fought back. I liked it. I wouldn’t just let them hurt me anymore. I refuse to let that happen anymore. I made up my mind. If I am not dead after this then I am leaving.  He kept going for my head and after a good hit to my temple I felt my body giving up on me. He saw this. I could feel him dragging his hands by my wrist and his claws are digging into my skin. He finally grabbed my wrists and sunk his claws deeper into my skin. I felt when they were tired with rope. I think it's wolfsbane soaked rope though because of the way it burns. He tied my wrist to the top of the bed then tired my ankles to the bed as well. I was barely able to keep my eyes open to stop this anymore.  When he climbed on top of me, all I could think was to head butt him. So I did, as hard as  I could. I busted his lip and broke his nose. It didn’t stop the assault that was about to happen. In one swift move he ripped off all the clothes either one of us had on. It just made him more eager.  When he spread my legs and got in between them. He started to rub the tip of his d**k in between my folds. I started pulling on the rope faster. When he noticed that my body wasn’t doing what he wanted he backhanded me and split my lip even more. I could see stars in my eyes and everything was going black. I couldn’t allow that to happen to me. I forced myself to stay awake and continue fighting. I felt when he slammed himself inside of me. It hurt so much and I was still trying to pull on the rope to get free. I felt as he rammed into me over and over again. I wasn't dry anymore because of the blood. I couldn’t fight the blackness that was threatening to take over anymore. I couldn’t do anything and I felt my body just give into it. At this point I welcomed the darkness. Letting it overcome my body and my mind.  When I woke back up the sun was up and I was still tied to the bed.  “If you would have been a good girl. I wouldn’t have done what I did. Now you will be in my room and you aren’t leaving it for anything. Until I leave. I still have business here with your Alpha.” Alpha Zeek said once he noticed I was awake. I didn’t move a inch. Everything hurt so much that I couldn’t. “I will go and bring breakfast up for us and we will eat together.” “Breakfast won’t be cooked. I am in here not out there doing my chores.” I said to him.  “We will see about that. They were supposed to assign someone else to do it while I had you in here with me.”  With that he walked out of the room.