Hey, just a quick heads-up about this chapter. It's gonna touch on some heavy stuff like violence and sexual abuse. I know these topics can be tough to read about, so take care of yourself while you're diving into it. If you need a break or wanna skip those parts, that's totally okay. Your well-being comes first, always….
As the only Omega in Lunarbane Pack,my daily life has always been on the same path. Waking up, cleaning and cooking for the pack members. On top of that is being their punching bag when they are in a bad mood. Sometimes I feel like running but I don't know where to go. But although I don't know where to run to, but I'd rather die in the woods than to die here. Being a slave for those ungrateful pack bitches and bastards who killed my father because he didn't want them to kill me when I was confirmed Omega on my eleventh birthday is headache and nausea.
My work for today was done earlier than expected because I woke up early to do all the work in the pack Kitchen with one thing in mind {To not bumped into groggily blockheaded pack members} The kitchen was huge, so I have to wake up early everyday to scrub, mop and Cook before the Pack members wake up. I prepared Alpha Maximus Darkwood's meal, and Savanna Baker and Isabella Stone, the beta cooks, sent the food to the Alpha's family since I was not allowed to enter the Alphas house. My stomach growled loudly, my hunger much visible because I hadn't eaten anything for three days after bitchy Madison Kensington, Beta Jackson's fiancée, saw me munching on a piece of bread and I was beaten black and blue. I'm so hungry, and my body aches from all the beatings I received last week. My body is so thin that I fear if the air strikes towards me I will fall. Since I don't have anything to do again for now, I went to my dilapidated room with only one bed I salvaged from the unwanted goods in the pack's garbage area. Although it's hard and smell like shit I have to make do with it until I run away. My 18th Birthday is in the next two days so I'm planning to leave this pack if i don't find my mate here. I'm hoping to find a mate who will love and protect me like my father. But if by any chance my mate turn out to be a blockheaded bastard and asshole I'm out even if the moon goddess intervenes. I crawled into my bed and relaxed my body to fall asleep before any pack member call me for their stupid reason. I had only drifted to sleep when the other half of my bed sank. I tried to move my hands but was restrained by the intruder. I opened my eyes to see the intruder. My eyes widened when I met the deep brown eyes I so fear to look in, Beta Jackson, the only guy I feared in this pack, hovering over me. I don't know whether he likes me or not because at first he was super mean to me until a few years ago he started following me everywhere and that's the reason why hyena Madison despise me.Although he doesn't treat me right, he doesn't treat me like before. But to say this is love is a lie because he's the meanest to me when people are around. When nobody is watching he starts calling me names touching me and trying to get me in his bed. Today is the first time he has come to my room and knowing a dickhead as he is, I know he was up to no good.
"My little slut, how have you been?" he said with that smug smile that sent a chill down my spine.
"What are you doing Beta Jackson" I asked in a panic. He just looked at my face and chuckled "I told you to call me Jackson when we are alone baby girl" he replied with a smile but all I felt was disgust. His hands started moving around my small curves. Fear gripped me because this the only thing I feared, and I never want to be molested in this pack, not by anyone or especially Beta Jackson. They've already made my life a living hell for me by turning me to their slaves and now their second in command wants to promote me to his sex slave.
"P..leassse don't touch me" I whispered brokenly when I almost burst out to say a few nice words from my bad dictionary book to him. I tried retreating my hands but Beta Jackson suddenly got hold of my hands pining them behind my head to stop me from protesting.
"Shush, don't panic. I'm not going to take your virginity," he said, still with that soft smile. I mentally scoffed {Don't panic my ass, if the table was to turned around , will he be okay to be intimate with a nut dicker} "yet," he added, making me shiver in pure disgust.
"But you have to do something for me so that I won't be taking your virginity now, because I will soon do," he said, bringing his big hand to my breast, and my stomach churned, suddenly feeling like vomiting. {Over my dead body will I let this dumb nut take my virginity}
"Come on, get on your knees," he commanded.
I flinched a bit but knelt before him. I know him well; if I make him angry, he will have his way with me and beat me afterwards. It been long since I got his beating and I don't think I want to experience it right now. The thought of him beating me with a whip dipped in wolf-bane makes me cold.{One day I will whip him naked} I mentally put this on my bucket-list
He tore off my clothes and held my boobs with his cold hands, making the hair on my neck stand up. Fear clouded within me when he started pinching my nipple, and I just closed my eyes, prayed to the moon goddess to wake me up from this dream because i don't want to be part of this dream. I opened my eyes when I felt his mouth on my right nipple and his other hand on my left nipple. The pack members always talk about how this thing is exciting and I had also read it in books that it's enjoyable when people do this, but only fear and disgust was clouded within me.Not fear of him but fear of him losing control and taken advantage of me. He removed his hand and mouth from my nipple and stood up from the bed. I sighed in relief, thinking he was going, but my eyes widened when I saw him unbuckle his belt and his already hard dick sprung out, pointing towards me. {This motherfucker knows how to get hard} I gasped and tried to get away, but he yanked me back, holding my hair.
"Do you want me to get angry?" He roared angrily. {how does you getting mad concern me} I saw how his veins started popping out and I felt like giving him a hard slap but shook my head repeatedly instead. "Then act like a slut and swallow all this down your stupid throat," he said, slapping my face with his dick.
Shakily, I brought my hands and held his dick, and he closed his eyes. "Fuck!!" He guided my mouth to his dick and without any warning, he started fucking my mouth. I gagged a few times and I felt like biting his dick off but if nothing happens to him afterwards then something will happen to me instead. Tears streamed down my cheeks from gagging on his disgusting cock.My throat started to hurt, but he didn't stop fucking my mouth. "Your slutty mouth is so good baby" he moaned, holding my hair tightly and thrusting quickly into my mouth. "Yes, take it all in, take my big meat down your throat, arghh.." He cum heavily, holding my face and shooting his semen into my mouth and onto my face. I tried to spit it out, but he held my face, making sure I swallowed his pungent semen. "Yes, drink it all like you're thirsty for months. Yes, that's it." After he finished with me, he turned and left my room. My throat and scalp hurt like crazy but that wasn't my concern now as I dash to my small bathroom and try vomiting all his semen out. After vomiting almost my intestines out I returned to my room and crawled into my bed and curled up. A lone tear slid down without me noticing it. "Why is all this happening to me, just because I'm omega? I don't want to live again. I hope I fall into a deep slumber and never wake up again." My tears pour down when I remembered all the things I've gone through all this years. I cried until everything became blurry, and I fell into a deep slumber.
The following day, I woke up early and did my work as usual. I tried my best to avoid Beta Jackson, and luckily, I passed the day without meeting him or getting into trouble. Tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday, and I'm looking forward to meeting my mate with the hope that he will treat me better, even though there's a high possibility of him rejecting me or him being blockheaded as I said. But a part of me wants to have a little hope, even if it's just my imagination. I had a busy day today, as tomorrow they will hold a party for the young wolves who will be turning eighteen to find their mates. I found a piece of sandwich in the corner of the kitchen and munched on it. I wanted to go and sleep for the night, but what happened yesterday keeps haunting me because I'm afraid of being used by Beta Jackson again if he sees me in my room.