The Alpha's Abused Mate

Chapter 1

Sarah's pov:

As my alarm clock rang at 6:30 a.m, I was already dreading going to school. I knew it was going to be a long day filled with mental and physical pain. I also knew that nobody was going to care that it's my 17th birthday. The day I can find my mate. If anything, I'll get bullied more than usual because of it.

I dragged myself out of bed and went to my closet to pick out an outfit. I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and a band t-shirt along with a bra and underwear. Before I took a shower, I went into my brothers room to wake him up.

"Jace, it's time to wake up." I went up to him and shook him a little.

I quickly regretted my decision as he shoved me hard and I hit my head on his dresser.

"Get out the hell out of my room Sarah," he yelled at me.

My dad, who happens to be the alpha, barged in and demanded to know what was going on.

"She came into my room trying to play a prank on me or something and tried to hurt me." Jace quickly lied.

"I was just trying to wake you up!" I protested.

But I knew my dad would never believe me over Jace. My dad walked up to me and I closed my eyes waiting for him to hit me. The sting of his hand slapping me came as I tried not to cry out.

"Get out here!" he screamed in my face.

I hurried and got up leaving Jace's room not wanting to get hit again. Once I was back in own my room, I took a quick shower, got dressed, and slipped on my vans.

As I was brushing my hair, I took a moment to observe myself in the mirror. I didn't think I was too ugly, but everyone else did.

My hair is long, straight, brown and goes down to my mid back. I have central heterochromia, so my eyes have a little bit of gold in them around my pupils, but are a blueish greenish color. I'm pretty skinny because my parents and pack don't let me eat much. I have what I'd say are small breasts, and a small frame overall because I'm only 5'5.

I finished brushing my hair and quickly brushed my teeth before I grabbed my bag went downstairs. My mom, who was cooking breakfast, took a glimpse at me before a disgusted look came onto her face.

"An important alpha is coming over today for dinner so you can't look like you do right now or how you usually do. And don't eat anything today because you're looking rather overweight these days." She finished saying.

I didn't say anything to her and headed to the front door. Before I could open it, she grabbed my wrists digging her nails into them. She released one of them and slapped me hard across the face before shoving me to the ground.

"You answer me when I talk to you. I won't stand for this disrespect." She slapped me one more time before kicking me in the stomach. By now my dad and Jace were down here, but they just laughed at me.

"Yes ma'am," I answered her. I pushed myself off of the ground before opening the front door.

"Where do you think you're going?" My mom asked me.

I stared at her for a second before looking at my backpack and then back to her.

"To school..?" I said slowly.

"No you're not," she replied. "You need to clean the whole house today so it's clean when the alpha comes."

"But that'll take forever! And I have final exams today that I'll have to pay to take if I miss them."

Since my dad is the alpha, we have a pretty big house. I knew there was no way I could finish in time all by myself.

"Stop being so ungrateful and do as I say or else you'll be punished." She said to me getting mad.

My dad cut into the conversation saying, "This house better be spotless by the time we get home today or else we'll lock you in the cells again with no food."

"Yes sir." I quietly said before going back upstairs to my room. I waited until I heard all of them leave before I went downstairs again. I sighed as I realized how long it was going to take to clean the house. It was at times like this that I wish I had friends I thought to myself.

Before I started cleaning I went to the surround sound speakers and plugged in my phone to start playing music. Thank god for music I thought as All Time Low's 'Cinderblock Garden' started playing. 'What a great birthday this is gonna be,' I muttered to myself and started cleaning.