Rise of An Omega

Sylvia Oooh! I don't know how long I can take this. I am so tired from all the chores. It's past midnight and I haven't even slept a wink, and I have to wake up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for the whole pack. Being the Omega, I have to do each and everything around the pack and also anything assigned to me by any pack member. My name is Sylvia, I don't have a last name because I was found abandoned in the bushes after a rogue attack in my pack. I was only approximately two years old. So, I don't even know my real age or even birthdate. That's what I have grown to know. But I really don't even know the real story behind my being. I was raised by the Alpha and Luna of this pack; Westwood pack. I am grateful for I am alive because of them, but also the most miserable wolf in this pack. The luna gave me my name, but they never bothered to give me a last name. They just call me Sylvia the filthy Omega. All I wish for is getting away from this place as I possibly can. I need to save myself from all the misery I suffer here. But the only way is to get of age, I mean eighteen years old, I have to get my mate for me to finally be let free. Who will want a mate like me? I doubt if I will ever leave this place if I follow that rule. I am sure no one will be attracted to me, not even my mate. I mean, just look at me, I am so tiny, my hair is dirty blonde that reaches almost my waist. My eyes are brown and sunken that you can see hollow circles around them. My lips are so thin and just plain always cracked. My nose is just pointed, I always see it's longer than it's supposed to be. In short, there is nothing attractive about me. I am just a filthy Omega. My clothes are just rugs I pick when the pack members discard their old clothes. I am grateful I get those because no one seems to bother about me at all. Mostly they consist of oversized t shirts and huge dresses. One thing is that I am clean, I hate being dirty. I always shower whenever I have a chance to. Like now, I have finished cleaning the house, kitchen, and the corridors so that when the Alpha's household find it spotless when they get up for breakfast. I confirm that everything for breakfast is ready and where it's supposed to be kept before heading out of the kitchen. I want to start cooking immediately I get to the kitchen in the morning. Now, I will sneak into the downstairs bathroom so that I can shower before retiring to my room: the attic so that I can get some four or less hours of sleep. That's how my life is on repeat. I walk stealthily so as not to wake anybody because Wolves have the most incredible hearing, except me, of course. Occasionally I even doubt if I am a real wolf. Were it not for my wolf speaking to me one day years ago, I would have thought I was human for sure. Well, she only spoke to me once, and I never heard from her again. She just disappeared, I have never even transformed into her. My life is just so funny. I enter the bathroom quickly closing the door behind me. I take off my oversized t-shirts before slipping under a shower. I flinch as the cold water hits my skin. The water is always so chilly for me. But that's how real wolves like it, as they say. I just close my eyes and endure the cold as I scrub my body off all the dirt I acquired all day. I use a soap which I found in the soap dish hanged on the wall. I know it's unhygienic, but what will I do? I don't have anything to myself, so I just borrow whenever I can. I feel fantastic after I finish, but my body cannot take the cold anymore. I slip into my t shirt again, it's dirty yes, but I have no choice. The attic is a distance from the bathroom and I don't have a towel. I close the bathroom door behind me, and slowly I walk upstairs back to my room. I open the screeching old door to the attic after I get there. Without a thought, I slide into my tiny bed and cover myself with my torn blanket, so I could warm myself because my whole body is in shivers. This is what happens to me each night. I don't have a bathroom in my attic and no one let's me use their bathroom, so I always have no choice. All I have to do is survive. Good thing is that, I have never lost the will to live. I coil myself on bed, place my hands between my thighs for warmth and in a short while, I doze off. *** The old alarm clock on the floor beside my bed rings, bringing me to a complete alert. I don't slack off because my time is limited. I jump off bed, leave it the way it is, and I make my way slowly downstairs. I walk as slowly as I can, I don't want to wake anyone up because if I do, I will pay with my body being battered. I get started already, I am glad the cooker has six burners. I use four of them. Wolves have a huge appetite, so I always cook actual food for breakfast. The pups are the ones who like sandwiches. So as the food is boiling, I start cutting the salads and arrange the sandwiches. It takes me two hours to have a complete meal prepared and served on the table. I get off the dining hall because they warn me never to find me around the area. I remember Caleb telling me that I was disgusting to look at, and I always ruined his appetite. Caleb is the only son of the Alpha, and he will be Alpha soon. He is almost eighteen, too. Let's say we are almost the same age, if the age I grew up knowing is actually true. I slip two sandwiches before heading to my attic. This is the only meal I will have the whole day if I don't find any leftovers after breakfast. I am grateful that the Alpha and Luna allows me to go to school. I get my handmade backpack ready for school, I wait for thirty minutes. By this time everyone is already done with breakfast and the kids already away to school. I peep first before going downstairs, I don't want to meet any of them, especially Caleb. He is the ruthless one of all, he is so insensitive and my meetings with him, always brings tears to my eyes and a heartache that lasts for days. Finally I finish and head to school running as f**k because I am always late to school. I think the teachers are already used to my behavior. It is a mixed school with both wolves and humans. Though, they don't know of our existence.