-she made breakfast in time and now is in school, she's a sophomore-
I had changed into dark skinny jeans and a over sized NYU sweatshirt, my mom's sweatshirt, with my black converses.I wear the sweatshirt every day since I found it recently in the basement in a wet and destroyed box labeled " THE KILLER'S SHIT". It broke my heart that this sweatshirt was the only thing not shredded. Other shirts, pictures, and stuff I would have loved to have. Me and Katie were both furious and devastated to find our family's stuff like that. Katie growled and snapped her jaws at memory of our family's things trashed. I had my head down and used my hair as a curtain walking in the halls of hell. Ops I mean, Peterson Pirates high school. *note the heavy sarcasm* Katie laughed as I spoke to her. I quickly walked to my first period, Calculus with Mrs. Smith. Yes Calculus, I wanted to get out of school fast so I took classes over the summer so I could graduate this year. She was apart of the pack like most students and teachers in the school. I say in the back of the classroom right as the 5 minute warning to get to first period.
As soon as class started she passed out a couple worksheets to finish by the beginning of class tomorrow. I quickly finished three out of the four worksheets when the bell rang, signaling the start of second period. I had to get English 3, then Government for third period, Gym for fourth, Physics for fifth, and then I go to lunch and unlike my peers, nothing for the next two periods. Then I could go home, but I usually skipped the school lunch and went home early to eat.
The hallway chatter was loud as it usually was. Turning left at the end of the hallway going to my next class quickly and quietly. While turning right at the second corner, I had accidentally ran into Chealsea, the pack slut. Oh shit, Katie and I said together. The chatter of the hallway stopped. I had the feeling of all eyes on me.
"You fucking BITCH!! Why the FUCK can't you watch where you're going?!?! Ugh what else can you expect from a little orphan? Guess mommy and daddy didn't get to teach that to you before you murdered them." she said tilting her head, looking me up and down with a huge fake smile. Laughter filled the halls, and all I could do was keep my head down and try not to anger her more; getting a beat down again in the halls this month.
"What? You have nothing to say little slut? Oh wait, your probably a virgin cause no body wants your stupid ass." she says loudly while looking around with a huge smile on her face, while internally, I was breaking down. Katie was growling at Chelsea and wanted to rip her head off. Chelsea still want on looking at all the guys, asking them if they would fuck me.
"Chad would you fuck her?"
"Hell no" he said.
"Justin I know you want to right?"
"Chelsea please, I would fuck anybody besides her." he replied with a smug look on his face.
"Yo, Johnny would you eat her out?"
"Dude that thing is gross, so hell no" he shouted. Chelsea took pride in how broken I looked and the whimperings coming from me sounded. I tried not to take any of the words to heart but the words hurt, a lot.
"Guess no one would fuck you omega, your just that pathetic." She said looking actually concerned for me. "You should really look into fixing yourself up a little," she paused looked around before speaking," actually maybe fix yourself ALOT." she laughed. Everyone started to laugh, Chelsea stopped and came up to whisper in my ear. "Don't EVER run into me again, slut. Or I will kill you." she then pushed me on the ground of the hallway. After kicking me, she walked down the hall. Then everybody kicked me saying bitch, slut, omega, and other words to hurt me.
Oh Isabella I'm so sorry, I'm the worst wolf ever, Katie said whimpering really loudly in my head. She then went into complete submission position in my head, on her back, neck showing completely with her ears flat and her tail tucked between her legs. Please forgive me Isabella for being the worst wolf ever.
Katie! You are not the worst wolf ever! You are one of the best wolves ever because you became my best friend and I will always love you for that, I replied trying to make her understand how much I love her. I love you Katie and I thank the moon goddess every day for you being my wolf. She got up from her submissive position and started to yip playfully and wagging her tail really fast.
I love you too Isabella and I thank the moon goddess everyday to being paired with you, she said pouring all her love into her words, as did I. As I tried to get up from the floor, hearing the bell ring, I groaned out in pain and annoyance. I was going to be late, again. I thought to myself and Katie. I rushed to my next class, knowing I would get yelled at for being late but no detention because the next period was with a werewolf from our pack. Chelsea played the hallway scene to the whole pack so when I got into the classroom laughter from my pack and yelling from the teacher welcomed me.
"ISABELLA WHY ARE YOU LATE TO MY CLASS?!?! THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK YOU'VE BEEN LATE!!!! YOU WILL BE STAYING LATE AFTER CLASS AND MISSING LUNCH TODAY!! AND ALPHA WILL BE HEARING ABOUT THIS!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs and right in my face. I felt spit all over my face.
"S-ss-ssorr-ry Mr. Sttt-ttttt-eeeeaaalll-lll I-ii didn't mean-nn to be late. Please don't tell Alpha, I'll do anything." i whimpered walking backwards trying to get away from him. I felt hands on my back that pushed me down on the floor. SMACK! You could hear when I hit the desk in front of me as I fell. Dammit that really hurt Katie, I hit one of the bruises from the earlier beating.
"Fine stay after class and I will deal with you then." He said going back to his desk, and I got up quickly, ignoring the pain, and walked to my seat in the front of the class by the window. The bell for lunch dismissed the class and Mr. Steal called me to his desk.
"I want you to cook my anniversary dinner for me and my mate tomorrow, she loves your cooking. I want it to be Italian and vanilla cake for dessert. I'll tell Alpha that you will be cooking for me when I get home. You will also be our waitress then and for a week after, leave omega." he said not looking up from his desk.
"Yes sir." I said leaving.
"You will go home and not have any lunch, am I clear omega?" He said as my hand touches the door nob.
"Yes sir." I said as I opened the door and left the classroom. I walked out of the school, and walked towards the pack house.
-at the pack house-
I came through the door quietly, so that the Alpha wouldn't hear me come through the door. I knew that certain floor boards creaked louder than other so I looked like a frog jumping from spot to spot, arms spread out as if that helped me with my balance. Jumping one last time I leaped and using my arms to balance me, I almost fell. Then, I face planted. Laughter was all I heard as I tried to get up.
"Matthew! Stop laughing at me!!" I said red from embarrassment and the face plant. But mostly from the face plant.
"Iiiii- caann can'tttt!!" He said trying to hold in his laughter. He looked up at my face, and couldn't hold it in any longer. He bursted into a fit of laughter again when he looked at my face. "Ohhhhhhhh godddd!!! Thhhaattsss toooo good!!!! I wish I had video taped that shit!!!" Matthew said wiping the tears from his eyes, bending over hands on his knees. I huffed and turned away from him, trying to stay mad. I could hear Katie laughing at me too. I tried not to laugh to, but I soon burst into laughter.
That didn't last very long, Katie says laughing.
"Anyways, why are you home so early?" Matthew asks, his laughter dying down.
"Oh, I come home everyday around this time. I only have five classes since I'm trying to graduate this year." I reply, my laughter dying down as well. I walk towards my room, might as well get my homework done now rather than later.
"Well might as well get some training done, you need it." Matthew says to me while walking outside and taking off his shirt.
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Mates? Oh shit!!
Hombres LoboIsabella is the omega of her pack, the dirt off the bottom of everybody's shoes, and is treated as such. She cooks, cleans, and is used as a sexual release because of her parents' choices. Yet one day a miracle happens. Her mates find her and are no...