The lunas pain

Sereya's pov It was cold and damp, it was always cold and damp locked down in the dungeons. I had no idea what time it was, the only way to know the time down here was when my captors came to get me for cooking and cleaning duty. I'd been locked down here since I was 8 years old. I didn't know how long I had been their prisoner since every day was the same.  It started with footsteps then clanging of the doors, followed by the guards shouting "get up" and a slap or punch (the guards liked to hit the prisoners).  I'd then be taken upstairs to cook breakfast for the Bloodstone pack, followed by cleaning the upper floors of the pack house , then lunch, clean the downstairs and cook dinner. I had to do all of this whilst avoiding looking at the pack members. Looking at any of them could earn me a slap or even a beating. After cleaning up from dinner I would go back to my cell.  The worst part of my day would be when the alpha came to the dungeon at night, his beatings were awful, he was an alpha so therefore stronger. I had had several broken bones from him, he would also often use a whip. The worst part of it was that I couldn't do anything about it, I was weak and unable to shift. I knew it wasn't because I didn't have a wolf because I did, her name was midnight, and we talked to each other all the time. We suspected that they put wolfs bane in the little food they gave me. I couldn't turn down the food or we would never eat, as it was we only got fed roughly twice a week. If they were using wolfs bane it would also explain why it took longer for me to heal.  I'd done nothing wrong to receive the treatment I got from the Blood moon pack, the only thing I'd done was survive. They attacked my pack, the Moonstone pack and slaughtered nearly everyone. After the m******e they found me still alive curled up with the dead body of my mother. They decided not to kill me but kept me as a slave instead.  My entire family was dead and most of the pack, some managed to escape but not many to my knowledge. The alpha of the Bloodstone pack and his warriors searched for the people that got away, but couldn't find them, he beat me for information on where they would go, but I knew nothing.  The alpha hated me, the whole pack hated me and they made sure to let me know. They called me names like mutt and dog, they said I was worthless and disgusting. That no one could ever love me even a mate. They hit me, and spat at me. At first I didn't believe them, now I know they're right, I'm disgusting and I hope I never met my mate because I couldn't stand the thought of him rejecting me. My wolf Midnight tried to keep my spirits up by arguing with my thoughts, but I'd stopped believing that I was anything other than disgusting along time ago.  In my previous pack I was the betas daughter, I was proud of my family and my pack. They were a strong pack, loyal and kind. They were also one of the largest. The Bloodstone pack only beat them by coming in the middle of the night and using witchcraft. Everyone was asleep apart from the guards. They were tricked by a magic fog and cloaking spells.  I could hear footsteps coming then clanging. It must be morning. My cell door opened.  "wakey time b***h"  I sat up on the thin pad I called a bed, suddenly the guard slapped me hard.  "not quick enough b***h" I fell over from the force of the slap, the guard then kicked me in the ribs. I felt a dull aching in my ribs as I stood up. My body was covered in bruises and scars. The guard grabbed me and dragged me to the door "lazy mutt, it's time for work". I followed the guard upstairs to the kitchen and started to get everything ready to cook breakfast. Eggs, bacon, sausages, beans, pancakes. My stomach rumbled at the thought, but I knew I wouldn't be allowed any. My food was scraps, bread and water, every few days.  Once I finished cooking the omegas would collect it and set it out in the dining room. I could hear the pack coming downstairs ready to eat. I cleaned it all up and cleaned the kitchen, then cleaned up the used plates once the pack had finished. After I finished in the kitchen I moved onto cleaning the upstairs of the packhouse.  I always started upstairs as it meant I could avoid the pack as much as possible, they would stay downstairs or go out to work etc.  I moved from bedroom to bedroom changing bedding dusting and cleaning the bathroom, making sure everything was perfect.  I was in the alpha and lunas room dusting when suddenly I caught a vase with the handle of the duster. It slowly rocked and before I could catch it it fell to the floor and smashed.  I heard footsteps heading my way.