Chasing my rejected mate

I was drenched in sweat as I signed for the hundredth time today. My body was wet with water and I was almost fainting from fatigue.

Abigail has woken me up as early as 5:30 AM to start working, while she went back to bed, this is my usual routine: wake up, scrub the whole house and make sure breakfast is ready before they get up from bed.

After I had lost both my parents, I was adopted by my foster parents, life became a living hell for me after I was taken in by them, but that was not all being a weak omega in the Crimson pack means just two things, a slave to the pack and a breeder as I was considered the lowest of the low the bottom barrel. I was being bullied by them and humiliated wherever I went.

I am pretty much a slave in this house too. I signed as I let out another sign and wiped my forehead with the back of my hand. I had just finished cleaning the whole house, cooking their meals before they woke up, doing laundry and now I am washing the dishes.

Abigail walks into the kitchen holding a plate in her hand, she throws it into the sink as she hurries out like something was going to bite her if she stayed any longer. As my eyes landed on the plate, my stomach growled loudly. It’s been three days already and no food has touched my mouth.

I cook all the meals but have been ordered to not taste any of them otherwise I would be severely punished. My only crime for this harsh punishment being I had shielded my face when Abigail had slapped me and wanted to again. She had lied to my foster parent that I had hit her.

What a life! I couldn’t help but fight the tears that were trying so hard to roll down my face. Crying doesn’t change anything, it would just make me weak and more hungry. Crying is exhausting.

What are you doing? The voice roared behind me, making me shake and the plate slipped out of my hands, as I tried to stop it from hitting the hard floor, but I was too slow as it hit the ground and broke into pieces, one of the pieces slashed my arms as I winced in pain.

I am doomed! Fierce green eyes stared at me as fear gripped my heart. I knew what was going to happen next and my wolf whimpered inside me as my fear grew.

“You foolish thing!” Miriam sneered at her tone filled with hate and viciousness. I shuddered in fear, as I bent down and started to pack the broken pieces with my bare hands, as she watched towards me.

“I didn’t mean to, it slipped from my hands. She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled them fiercely. I screamed in pain as I tried to pull my hair away from her tight grip to ease the pain in my scalp.

“Please…. please, I didn’t mean to..” I pleaded, but she didn’t listen a slap resounded on my face, her fingers almost digging into my eyes, my eyes sting as I cried in pain.

“How many plates are you going to keep breaking! Have you ever bought any plate in this house. I shaked my head in fear. She pushed me to the ground and I landed on the broken pieces of plate as it pierced through my back and arms. Pain shoots through my body, as I felt like hot needles were being pierced into my skin, I bit my tongue to stop myself from screaming in pain.

“Five more days! You won’t taste a meal in this house and if I catch you drinking a single drop of water. I would skin you alive and you will meet your parents in hell! Do you understand me!

“Yes…yes.” I nodded my head vigorously as tears ran down my cheeks.

“Get up from there and get me some wine! Miriam, Amelia foster mum says as an evil grin appeared on her lips.

She has no choice but to do as she was told, no one in the family cares about her, they don’t care if she is bleeding to death, or the worms in her belly are eating the inside of her tummy, if she doesn’t do what

Miriam had once locked me up in the basement when I was just six years old. I had spent a whole month there, cold and hungry with gigantic rats running around. I would have died if not for the little snacks Abigail sneaks in some time for me! But now Abigail has joined them in making my life hell.

After I was brought out of the basement, I had promised myself to not do anything that will make me end up in there again.

Didn’t you hear what Mom said? Abigail asked, pulling me away from my thoughts.

“I’ll bring it right over.” I replied quickly before running to the cellar to get the wine, she likes to drink on a Tuesday evening.

A faint light illuminated the dining room, as I hurriedly brought the wine over. She sat on the table and smiled falsely at me. The warm white light reflected on her face, as my heart beat against my chest as she looked like a wicked witch. She had a beautiful face but her heart was so ugly.

“I changed my wine, she said slowly as I handed her the wine, I don’t want this anymore it’s quite hot, go to the back of the house and get me one of the wine I stored there.”

“But it’s pouring outside, the rain is falling heavily if I go out I will caught a cold. Before I could continue, something came flying at me and a spoon hit my head, as I moaned in pain.

“You just have a way of ruining my whole mood! Get your silly ass outside and get me the wine.” I took a step back as my eyes danced around, liquid slowly poured out of my nose, I used my hands to clean the liquid pouring out of my nose and when I looked at it, it was blood.

I was bleeding out of my nose, my legs felt like rubber and I felt weak, I had been working all day without eating for three days. I don’t know how long I can continue like this.

“Hey! Dirty pig. If your stinking blood touches my carpet, I would skin you alive. She roared and I quickly held my nose up as I ran out of the dining area. I opened the door as heavy rain washes the pouch, the rain washes down my body as I let my tears flow.

I don’t know what I had done in my life to deserve this kind of cruel treatments. I rushed to get wine at the back of the house. And as I coming back George walked into the house. I walked closely behind me, he was quite happy as he didn’t even notice me, he was grinning happily and I wonder why?

“So how was it? Have they negotiated a price? Miriam says as she opened the wine, before pouring a little into the glass and handling it to him.

“Yes. He’s even willing to pay a huge sum. They both laughed loudly as I stared on waiting for her to hush me away.

“Oh, Amelia. When we took you in, I knew you will be of use one day. Alpha Damien little bride” I covered my lips in horror as I heard the Alpha’s name. Alpha Damien Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack, a cruel and murderous tyrant.

“What? I said in horror, as I fell to the ground.

“You hear me right, you are going to be sold to Alpha Damien. She chuckled loudly, as I stared in shock.

“Alpha Damien little bride!” Abigail teased.