Too late

chapter 4-6

Chapter 4

Amaris POV--------: Week 5

I was given more laundry this week because it's almost winter. The clothes are dried with the dryers inside the pack house to avoid anything happening to them. Even with my freezing fingers, toes, hands, and legs I still try to make them as clean as possible so I'm not punished. After washing, I have to leave the clothes at the door of the laundry room then Clarise takes them away. I worked like this for 3 weeks without punishment until today. I had just dropped off my last basket of laundry when a group of older kids knocked it over.

"Do not argue. Just pick it up and do it again" I thought to myself.

As I bent down to pick up the clothes, they stepped on my hands and the clothes.

"Look he really doesn't say anything" one of them pointed out when he kept stepping on my hand and I kept quiet despite the pain I was feeling.

"He can't. Alpha's orders." the girl among them answered.

"Wow! By the way whose clothes are these?" another boy asked

"Let me check." the girl checked the name on the basket and showed a shocked expression. "It belongs to Beta Jay," she says in almost a whisper but we all heard her.

"Fuck! There's gonna be a good show! I'll go get Clarise."

I was still in shock but the fear of what was about to happen finally set in. I held the leg of the girl and started begging her but she kicked me to the ground laughing. I didn't give up. I kept begging while trying to pick the clothes up praying that maybe before Clarise gets here I would be gone but neither the boy nor the girl budged. They finally let go when the other boy came back.

"She said to bring him to the assembly field" Like they've been waiting for that, the boy dragged me by the hair and the other two pulled the basket filled with the soiled laundry along. By the time we arrived, my head hurt and I think maybe everyone in the pack was present.

They tied me to the pole in the middle of the field because they already knew what was about to happen.

"We showed you mercy despite your betrayal yet you disrespect your superior like this! You stepped on his clothes, threw them in mud, and spat on them! Looks like we were too lenient on you. Today you will suffer for your crimes at the hand of the person whom you disrespected!"

I tried to plead my case but not being able to talk made it worse and my pleas did nothing to help either. The moment I saw the Beta and the thin stick in his hands I had hoped maybe he would be different but when he came closer, it wasn't a stick he was holding. It was a rod and from the way it wobbled, anyone would think it was a stick.

"Since you heal from the belt pretty quickly maybe this would keep the thoughts of disobedience and defiance from your head!"

I lost consciousness about three times and had cold water poured on me three times. The Alpha wanted me awake while I received my punishment and at the end of it, two warriors dragged my semi-conscious self back to my worn-down shack.

Week 7

After that day two weeks ago things have become more difficult. It was like everyone was waiting for the go-ahead to make me more miserable. I'm punched, kicked, beaten, and whipped anytime anywhere. Even my workload has increased. I have to make sure that there is enough wood for the kitchen and houses which means delivering them directly from the underground store room and spreading salt and sand on paved floors and porches. I would have preferred to do laundry over this any day.