Rebekah's Pov
Inspite of the good meals passed my way two or three times a day, I couldn't sleep. I watched the roster of the guards change and eventually, with my mind focused on the task at hand, decided there was hope regarding my task, which was to escape. But I eventually thought that I would need to find a way to communicate with a slow guard or something. I felt that that was the only way to really escape from here.
Breaking out and escaping when I am being taken to shower. However, where I would go to find the exit was the main problem. After all, it was normal to expect group of guards to be more rampant in one area of the palace than the others.
The next day came like a blurr, I was too bored and tired of my constant gesticulating in my brain. It didn't yield much fruit except widen my concept of hope so I relaxed a bit.
That evening, Marbel came to me with warm porridge, her expression downcasted and her eyes dull. I wanted to question her about it but I already knew what her question would be and my answer was no so I did not question her.
I felt as guilty as a dolphin when I ate the entire porridge and soup. Marbel only walked out with empty tray and plates. I was unable to do anything for her in exchange of my service. Not that I totally felt bad about it though.
One thing led to the other and I found myself drifting off to sleep. I did not fight it.
"You stupid bitch!"
The voice was loud but my hearing was less perceptive to it, as well as the cloudy imagery in my eyes.
I thought to myself, Where am I?
Why is there so much noise?
The voice began to clear up and I began to perceive that I was being spoken to by a masculine presence. And all of a sudden, I felt a blow to my stomach and my vision was clear.
Then I saw his angry bright eyes.
I fell to my feet instantly, my nerves shaking on their own before his words even reached me. "And who is this weakling right before me?"
Out of instinct, I was shaking in my boots. "The name is Rebekah sir."
It was as though my body registered fear with his voice. I could not stand still even if I wanted to.
"And who cares about your thrash name? I sent you to kill the beast who has been crushing our vegetables. Why haven't you killed it, huh?" He started to beat me really hard while I only winced in pain and bore with it. However, as his pinches got even more painful. I cried out loud to myself.
"Arrhhhh!"
"Aghhh" It was like the air was being sucked out of my windpipe and there was nothing I could do to stop me. After all, I was an Omega. The lowest ranking in the pack. How could I complain to the Alpha? I was only there for his pleasure horn. To either choose to praise or to kill. That was what we Omegas survived on. Pity.
Water filled my eyes as the Alpha kept beating me, but when he finally stopped, my whining stopped as well.
"I would like to apologize…" I said in a tiny voice, but then he laughed and kicked me down to the floor. My attempt to appease him eradicated and tossed into dirt.
"You little whiny ant wants to apologize, huh?" The Alpha laughed as she stepped on my back.
Another loud painful howl escaped my lips and I tried to shut it down so I didn't aggravate the Alpha even more.
Just then, I saw the pack's best trackers appear. Jasper being one of them.
He didn't spare me a single glance as he went to say his salutations to the Alpha.
"So… was the beast caught?" The king asked with annoyance.
With Jasper still on his knees he said solemnly. "Unfortunately it killed six of our men."
The Alpha hissed loudly. "Useless! You are all useless!" I kept my head bowed as did Jasper, but his stance was much more gaunt than mine.
"How can six men lives waste just like that when there are useless Omegas such as this who eat free food in the pack without paying their dues?! Guard, get me my whip!" The nearby guard immediately went to fulfill the Alphas wishes while I knelt by his feet and cried. "Spare me, spare me."
The Alpha kicked me off, turning his hand towards the guard who had now arrived with the Alpha's whip. Understanding now that the Alpha had no intentions of hearing me out, I instead clutched to Jasper's feet. "Please help me beg the Alpha, I'm doing my best okay?"
Jasper's gaze was solemn and he stared ahead regarding of the shaking and turning I was doing onto him.
"Please!" I cried desperately. "You saw what happened when I partnered with that male omega right? I've always been working but sometimes the information I get from the tracker is not always correct which is why I'm taking so much please, so please have mercy Alpha. Please have mercy!"
"What insolence!" The Alpha groaned. "How dare you blame the trackers for your own lack of foresight and weakness?"
I saw Jasper swallow with the side of my eyes. But he toughened up quickly.
"Jasper can you see what is going on here? This omega is beginning to look down on you. Is it because you are too friendly?"
"No Alpha. This is a mere slave who doesn't know her place. So, I volunteer to whip her personally, Alpha. Please let me."
My jaw dropped in agape.
I was surprised that Jasper would volunteer such a thing himself. I always imagined him as the one with a little more kindness, a little more compassion. But his statement just now settled who he was and what he was all about so I accepted my fate the moment the whip dropped in Jasper's hands.
"How many times should I whip her Alpha?" Jasper asked.
The Alpha seemed excited. "Hmmm I'll leave it up to you, surprise me."
My Alpha was manical and crazy. There was nothing good that could come out from him, still Jasper was still very loyal to him. It was no wonder his nickname by many others was the no good dog.
"Then I'll give her the thirty lashes." My eyes shook and I was completely unsettled in my spirit but I already knew this was my fate. I looked at Jasper with tears in my eyes but his gaze did not meet mine.
"Lay down," He said.
I laid on my stomach on the green grass and braced myself. I knew that it would hurt but nothing could have ever prepared me for the first landing of the hot peppered whip on my back.
I coughed, slightly tasting blood in my mouth. Although the whip was hurting, I took it upon myself to keep on standing strong untill the last one. However, when it got to the fifth whip, my morale dropped and I was weeping like a little girl. With tears rolling down my cheeks, I begged loudly for mercy. And while I was yet to receive none. I tried to escape but a guard was called to hold me still.
It was at that moment with the pain after pain that I genuinely thought that my life was going to end. Throughout my life, there was no benefit to ever been me. It was all a risky deal. Constantly being put in mission of warfare even though I was an Omega all because my life didn't matter. And to the Alpha, it was better for twenty omegas to die than one good person in the army.
With that revelation, I shrunk deep into myself and closed my eyes thinking of a life far beyond pain and adversaries.
That was when my sight began to turn blurry again and before I knew it, I began to feel my body as well as my breathing again. But the memory of my body being flogged made me hypertensive and I jerked as I fell awake.
While I was still breathing heavily, my gaze fell open on the man in a magnificent robe in front of me, his eyes peeking into my soul. My heart sunk and then started to pace up once I saw how tall and dominant he was over me.
I cowered, feeling intimidated by his height and overall aura. He reminded me of a king. Young-looking but with masculine and reverend traits.
He was the king of this palace. The hollowness of his eyes made me well aware of that. And with my palms sweaty and my heart guarded, I blinked while staring at him, waiting for him to make the first move, or not.