"Stormer!"
I jumped at the sound of Alpha Julius' voice calling my name. I was just washing the dishes after pack lunch when I heared him yell. I started to shake a little, Alpha calling you to his office was never a good thing. I quickly finished the dishes and started to climb the stairs to the third floor of the packhouse.
Standing in front of the door to Alpha's office I tried to get my shaking under control, but it was no use. So with one final breath I knocked.
"Enter."
I opened the door stepped in and closed the door with my head bowed and eyes glued to the floor. It was disrespectful to look an Alpha in the eye when you are an Omega and you could get punished for it.
"Did you call me Alpha?" At that Aplha Julius rose up from his seat and I immediately felt intimidated. At 5'8'' I wasn't really small, but I had nothing on a 6'1'' Alpha. Alpha Julius had a short blond hair, dark brown almost black eyes and slight beard. I on the other hand had brown, slightly longer hair, light blue eyes and boyish face, I was also really skinny compared to the bulky Alpha before me.
"Yes I did. Do you have any idea why you are here Stormer?" I was looking anywhere but him, not that there was much to look at. His office was dark, his bare walls were dark brown with flickers of black same as the floor on which laid an ugly purple carpet that looked like someone took a chainsaw on it. I hated that particular piece of furniture with passion, it was where Alpha served most of his punishments. All in all that room was hideous. I once said these words to the Alpha when I was around six. 20 minutes later I walked, or more like crawled, out of door with both legs broken, three cracked ribs, broken nose and a black eye. That was also the first time I took a real beating.
"No, I have no idea Alpha." And that was true, I couldn't even remember the last time I was punished becouse I messed up, these days I was beaten simply becouse.
"Beta Rook told me that you were disrespectful to him this morning, is that true?" All color drained from my face at his words. I tried to remember if his words were true and came to a terrifying concluision that they were. Just this morning I looked Beta Rook in the eye by mistake when I was serving him his breakfast. How could I be so stupid is beyond me. So I did the only thing I could hope would lesser my punishment, I told him the truth.
"Yes Alpha, that is correct." At those words Alpha Julius' gaze turned murderous and he punched me in the gut. The force of his punch send the air flying out of me, I stumbled backwards and into the wall. Alpha Julius was on me in a second.
"Who do you think you are to disrespect my Beta you mutt? I will gladly show you your fucking place you little shit." With those words he punched me in the face, which send me flying to the floor wheezing. I could hear as he went to his table and opened one of the drawers. I started to panic, I knew what that meant. In the next 5 second my assumptions were proven correct when I felt the excruciating pain of a whip landing on my skin.
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I woke up in a cold sweat, gasping for air. My last beating from the Alpha played in my mind on repeat for the last two months I was out of my former pack.
But if I overlooked the nightmares life was actually pretty good now. I was free to do whatever I wanted and I even started to slowly gain some weight. Most of the time I was in my wolf form, but around a week prior I was in some human town wandering the streets trying to figure out if I wanted to try to stay here, after two days I came to a conclusion that I wouldn't fit in and continued my journey towards the north.
It's ok Stormer. He can't hurt us anymore.
I could hear Thunder say to me in the back of my mind.
Yeah, I know. But that doesn't make those nightmares any less realistic.
I'm sorry.
Don't be, it's not your fault.
And with those words I got up and started to once again walk towards the north.
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His Alpha mate
WerewolfStormer Wolf wasn't your everyday basic werewolf. He was an Omega. He grew up in one of the many pack's that view Omegas as weaklings and slaves. After 26 years he has long abandon an idea of mate in assumption that nobody wanted a broken and weak o...