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 the Lunarbane Pack, where Omegas are treated like trash, l've always had one thing in my mind: running away. I may not know where to go, but I'd rather face the unknown in the woods than stay here and suffer.
Being a slave to these ungrateful pack members, who even killed my father because he tried to protect me when they discovered I was Omega on my eleventh birthday, is unbearable.
Today, I woke up early to finish my chores in the pack kitchen, hoping to avoid any encounters with the pack members. The kitchen is massive, so I have to wake up before everyone else to scrub, mop, and cook. I prepared Alpha Maximus Darkwood's meal, and the beta cooks, Savanna Baker and Isabella Stone, took it to the Pack house since I'm not allowed inside. My stomach growled loudly, a clear sign of my hunger. I haven't eaten anything for a week, ever since Madison Kensington, Beta Jackson's fiancée, caught me eating a piece of bread and I was brutally beaten for it. I'm so hungry, and my body still aches from the beatings I endured last week.
Exhausted, I crawled into my dilapidated room, which only has one bed I salvaged from the pack's garbage area. I had barely closed my eyes when I felt the other half of my bed sink.
Panic filled my heart as I realized who the intruder was - Beta Jackson, the one guy in the pack that I feared the most.
My heart sank as his words dripped with contempt, his smug smile sending a shiver down my spine. "My little slut, how have you been?" he sneered, his tone laced with malice and lust.
Trembling, I pleaded with him, desperation evident in my voice. "Please, I beg you, don't do this."I never imagined I would be subjected to such horrors within the confines of the pack.
They've already shattered me; I can't bear to have my innocence taken as well."
He silenced me with a dismissive wave of his hand, his smug smile never faltering. "Don't panic, my little slut. I have no intention of taking your innocence," he taunted, his words dripping with an unsettling promise. "Yet, at least," he added, sending a chill down my spine that threatened to consume me.
"But you have to do something for me, if you want to keep your virginity a little longer," he said, his large hand moving towards my chest. My stomach churned, and I felt the sudden urge to vomit. "Come on, get on your knees," he commanded. I flinched slightly but knelt before him. I knew him all too well; if I provoked him, he would assert his dominance and subject me to another round of brutal punishment. The mere thought of him whipping me with a whip infused with wolf-bane made my blood run cold.
His cold hands reached out and tore off my dress, leaving me exposed and vulnerable.
He held my boobs with his cold hands, sending shivers down my spine and making the hair on my neck stand up. I felt a surge of fear when he began pinching my nipple.I shut my eyes and prayed to the moon goddess , hoping that this was all just a dream I didn't want to be a part of. When I sensed his mouth on my right nipple and his other hand on my nipple, I opened my eyes feeling uncomfortable. He removed his hand and mouth from my nipple and stood up from the bed. I let out a sigh of relief, thinking he was leaving, but my eyes widened in shock when I saw him unbuckle his belt and his already hard dick sprung out, pointing towards me.
I gasped and attempted to escape, but he forcefully yanked me back, gripping my hair.
"Are you trying to make me angry?" I noticed his veins bulging, and my heart sank. I shook my head repeatedly. "Then behave like a slut and swallow all this down your stupid throat," He said, slapping my face with his dick. Trembling, I reached out and held his already hard cock, and he closed his eyes "Fuck". He directed my mouth to his dick suddenly without any warning, he started fucking my mouth.Tears flowed from my eyes and my throat began to ache, but he didn't stop."Your slutty mouth is so fucking good," he moaned, gripping my hair firmly and thrusting quickly in my mouth. "Yes, take it all in, take my big meat down your throat, Yes that's it arghh.." He cum heavily, holding my face and shooting his semen in my mouth and on my face. I tried to spit it out, but he held my face, making sure I swallowed his pungent semen. "Yes, drink it all as if you haven't had a drink for months.Yes, that's it." After he finished with me, he turned and left my room. My throat and scalp hurt. I curled up on my bed, sobbing uncontrollably. "Why is all of this happening to me, just because I'm omega? I don't want to live anymore. I wish to fall into a deep slumber and never wake up again." I cried until everything became blurry, and then I drifted into a deep slumber.
The next day, I woke up early and carried out my work as usual. I made a conscious effort to avoid Beta Jackson, and fortunately, I managed to get through the day without running into him or getting into any trouble. I'm eagerly anticipating my eighteenth birthday tomorrow, hoping to meet my mate and wishing that he will treat me better, despite the high possibility of him rejecting me. Yet, a part of me longs to hold on to a glimmer of hope, even if it's just a figment of my imagination. Today was hectic for me, as tomorrow they will be hosting a party for the young wolves who will be turning eighteen to meet their wolf and mate. I found a discarded sandwich and nibbled on it. I longed to go to sleep for the night, but the events of yesterday continue to haunt me because I'm afraid of Beta Jackson using me or the worst taken my innocence if he catches me in my room.