Alpha's Abused Mate

Chapter 1 My Life Sucks

Finally the first chapter of Alpha's Abused Mate. Can I get a whoop whoop? No? Yes? I can't hear you. I will try to upload at least once a week. I didn't want to give everything away so chapter 1 and 2 were actually once whole chapter but I split them up.

----the picture above is of Braxton, just imagine him with red eyes and lighter blonde hair----

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Braxton's POV

Things should have never been this way. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault.

All I could see was blood. Wolves growled and snarled, biting at each other with such anger. I stood by myself by the forest as this entire battle happened in front of me. "Mama, where are you?" I cried. "Daddy?" I cried louder. My vision was covered and I struggled to get out of them. "Don't worry, I got you" my mother's voice cooed.

"Mommy, what is going on" I cried. "This is no longer our pack sweetie. They are nothing but liars" my mother growled. I couldn't ask her why because she was soon ripped away from me by the alpha. They both fought furiously but I know my mother couldn't win. But I didn't need to see him rip her head off right in front of me. I just stood there, shaking and crying my eyes out. I don't remember much of what happened after that.

I just know that when I woke up, I was in a tiny room with nothing but a mattress. I soon found out that both my parents had betrayed the pack and attack us. I was too young at the time to really understand the penalty of their crime. As punishment for their betrayal I was to be the omega until I died. I wouldn't be able to raise my rank and I was never allowed to shift. I was surrounded by people who hated me and wanted me dead. I was alone.

Always. Always. The pack used me as their punching bag to let out their stress. It never occurred to them that I was only 5 and I did nothing wrong. "You should have died with your traitor family" or "A disgrace of this pack shouldn't even be as high a rank as an omega" were common statements I heard since that day.

Now 12 years later and I am still the omega.

Still hated.

Still wishing that I did die that night.

The alarm rang through my ear so loudly I felt my head would explode. I groggily shut it off and opened my eyes only to meet darkness. I always see darkness. There is no light in my room and there are no windows so I can't let light in either. But I don't have time to dwell on that. If I don't get up and make breakfast, I'll just get beat again. The wounds from yesterday haven't even healed yet. My wolf has become so weak from this abuse that my healing has slowed down tremendously.

I rushed to use the bathroom before anyone. I did my normal routine of brushing my teeth and combing my hair. I have short blonde hair but deep red eyes. I don't know where I got the red eyes from but my blonde hair is from my mother. I walked into the kitchen to start making breakfast. It was only 5 in the morning but I have to make sure I make enough for all the pack members.

"7 pack members are staying after school so I have to make lunches for them. The alpha has a meeting at 8 with someone from another pack so I have to make sure I'm here to make dinner. Grass needs to be cut. Floor needs to be redone. Rooms need to be cleaned" I went on like that as I made breakfast, trying to remember everything I needed to do today. It was like something always needs to be cleaned in this pack.

"Look at the trash. Someone really should throw it away, it's starting to reek" a voice laughed. I already knew who it was so I didn't need to turn around. It was Jackson, Alpha Ricker's son. He had solid black hair and light blue eyes. He has the looks that just makes all the pack girls swoon over him, even though he is an ass. "So, suck any good cock today?" he laughed. I never said I was gay. I was simply labeled that and soon I became the faggot of the pack, which only made my alpha even more disgusted with me, even though I never said I was gay.