The Lavender Lycan and Her King

I woke up around 6 am like I do every day and the sun peeped through the raggedy curtain that hung from the attic window. My bed was a twin bed that was older than I was and had a raggedy old blanket That barely kept me warm on the cold nights of Winter. The floorboards creaked under my weight as I changed into the maid uniform I was forced to wear, a simple black dress with a white apron. I slipped on my black faded and worn flats and looked in the mirror. My silver hair shone brightly making my Lavender eyes stand out even more. Today I turn 16 and it was supposed to be a great time in my life. Every Werewolf finds their mate and shifts at 16. I was a member of a ruthless pack known as the Black Blood pack. I was adopted when I was 3 years old after my parents were killed by our current Alpha. He never liked my parents because they wouldn't join his pack and because of that, he killed them. I was taken in by one of the lower-pack families. Since the death of my parents, the pack has treated me harshly and never made me an official pack member. I was made a lowly omega despite my blood saying that I was stronger than that. I would be beaten for not completing chores or not doing what my adoptive family said to do. To make things worse the entire pack would torture me and make fun of me, even though I was the one who cooked their food and cleaned the pack house. My days were filled with so much work, I cleaned the house I lived in then went to the pack house to clean there, and then help prepare dinner. "Lunera get your worthless ass down here now." Amber my caregiver yelled. She forbid me to call her mom. I darted into the much nicer part of the house, the living room. "Yes madam," I said bowing my head. "Make sure to have all your chores done this time before meeting with the Alpha after sundown. You also still need to prepare dinner at the pack house before the change starts." She said in a dismissive tone. "Of course Madam," I said politely and bowed my head. "The Lycan King will be visiting to see all the young wolves shift since there will be over 80 shifting's tonight it is an important time, it's one of the Largest shift's in a long time. He is also looking for his mate so I heard, so stay away from him and don't try nothing. You will always be worthless. If you fail the Alpha will end you as he did your parents. Unless by some miracle you find your mate." Amber sneered at the last part. "I understand my fate madam," I said keeping my head lowered. "Good," and with that, she walked off. I cleaned the house till every muscle hurt and started in their daughter's room. She was a real b***h and loved to torture me, same with her wicked twin brother. The twins both looked almost Identical they shared the same dark blonde hair, blue eyes, and tan skin. Every guy in town loved her and every girl in town wanted him. He was stronger and had more muscles than any other man I had seen and Amanda was slim and fit, she had large boobs and a small butt. They both turned 16 today as well and were expected to complete their first shift when the moon shone brightly in the sky. Their rooms were always a mess and despite not being rich they still had nice things. Amanda, their daughter, would always find fault with everything I did. She was also one of the many girls that sought to be our Luna and she was one of the few that hoped the King would take her as his bride. Our Alpha however has taken a keen interest in Amanda and I am sure that he plans to make her his Luna. As I finished cleaning I knocked her makeup mirror over and it shattered. I tried to pick it up but she grabbed me by the hair from behind and jerked me up. "You stupid worthless mutt. Do you have any idea what you have done?" She screeched at me, yanking my hair hard. "I'm sorry I will replace it." I pleaded "With what money, you have no income unless you steal it you little thief. You are so worthless, now I will have to get ready in the bathroom." She yelled at me. She punched me hard and let go of my hair and I fell into the broken glass. My hands got cut up and shards of glass were lodged in my neck. "Clean yourself up and then clean my brother's room. We haven't got all day." She scoffed. I quickly cleaned up the mess and then ran to the half bath to clean up the blood on my hands and neck. I picked up a rag and a pair of tweezers and pulled the glass out of my hand and neck before using the rag to clean the blood from my neck. I put bandages on the worst of the wounds and then made my way to Jakes room and found him sitting at his desk looking pissed off. Of course, he would have some reason to be pissed. I started cleaning his room like I would any other day as he watched me carefully. I finished his room quickly and went to leave, but my blood ran cold when he blocked my path by standing in front of his door with a sneer on his face. "You know I hate it when you are late!" He growled at me giving me an evil stare. "I'm sorry, it won't happen again," I pleaded. I was already in enough pain thanks to Amanda "I'm gonna make you pay." He growled as his fist connected with my stomach. This family hated me and always had. I have gotten used to the abuse I receive from them. I crumpled to the ground in pain and I felt him kick me hard in the stomach. He kicked me over and over again landing blows on every part of my body. I felt my vision blur from the force of his kicks, but I fought to stay awake for fear he might do worse if I didn't stay awake. He grabbed my hair and yanked me up and punched me again before dropping my head. "Get out of my sight you filthy mutt before I kill you myself." He spat and dropped me like I meant nothing to anyone. I scrambled to my feet as fast as I could and ran to my bedroom in the attic and locked the door behind me. Thank god this attic had an actual door and not just a pull-down ladder. I pulled out the first aid kit I kept hidden under my bed and fixed my wounds the best that I could then grabbed the lone pair of jeans I had and grabbed a shirt to go with it. I pulled my dress over my head and laid it on the bed and slipped my flats off. I looked in the old rusted mirror that I had and saw that bruises were forming on my face, arms, stomach, and legs. I put the jeans on with difficulty and pain and managed to get the shirt on as well. It was already 4 pm and if I was late to the pack house I would receive more beatings than I already had. I made my way downstairs and was thankful the others had already headed to the pack house and I also made my way there in hopes of not being late. I arrive 10 minutes late to the overly large pack house that was black outside, 4 stories, and open inside. I went inside and received many glares from all the pack members and I knew that I was in for trouble. I rushed to the kitchen where the head maid Victoria was waiting. Man, she looked pissed that I was late and had the whip in her hand and I knew what was coming. "Follow me." That was all she said and I followed her. She led me to the back room where she always punished me. "You will receive one lash for every minute you were late. If you try and talk back I will double the punishment, understand?" She said. "Yes madam," I said bowing my head. "Lower the top of your dress." She commanded. I lowered the top of my dress dreading the lashings that were to come, the whip was always laced with silver and wolfsbane just for me. The moment my shirt hit the ground and I leaned forward I felt the whip connect with my back. The pain was more than I could handle but I bit my tongue, I would not show weakness in any form. The whip continued to connect with my back and I could feel the blood pooling at my feet but I fought the pain the best that I could. After 50 lashes I heard a sigh and turned to look at her. She had rolled up the whip and was holding it in her hands while it dripped with blood. "Now put your dress back on properly and get in the kitchen and get to cooking. We haven't got all day mutt." She sneered. I put my dress back in place without question and walked into the kitchen. I did what I always did and began preparing supper for the entire pack. It was a daily job and something I was used to. I would get whipped at least once every 3 months and I was becoming used to it, but my back still screamed in pain and begged for me to take a break. Breaks were forbidden for me though. I went to fix the main course while the other omega served drinks and found out what everyone wanted for dessert. It always ended up with us making six different types of desserts because everyone wanted something different. I sighed because the food was making me hungry and I hadn't eaten anything all day and wished I could at least have a sandwich, but I was forbidden from eating until everyone left the pack house dining room. I finished the dinner with no problems and watched as everyone ate their fill of food like it would be their last meal. We prepared 8 different deserts today and the other omegas took them out to be served. It was now close to 8 pm and the shift would start around 10 when the moon was at its highest and then Lycan was no doubt on his way already. This was supposed to be a great day but for me, it was one that I had dreaded since the death of my parents. The Alpha would no doubt kill me the moment he got the chance. I watched as everyone filtered out of the pack and into the forest where there was a meadow. That is where the pack always meets to complete the change. It was open enough for the young wolves to change with the worry of hurting someone and the moon was always clear in the sky. I have only been here 2 times since I was taken in by this pack. It was now 10 pm and the shift was about to happen. What scared me the most was my wolf said we weren't ready to shift. To be continued.........