Alpha's Abused Mate

Chapter 1

Midnight's POV:
Thump, bang, scream.
Those were three normal sounds that are heard in the Summers basements. The left half, though. That was the cellar area or in my words the torture half. The other half was the den or my room. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Midnight Summers, daughter of the Blood Moon Alpha, everyone thinks I have the best life been the Alphas daughter, which led them to bullying me at school, but I don't, he abuses me; mentally, physically and sexually.
The first time he sexually abused me was when I was nine and no he thankfully didn't rape me he just touched me in places I was really uncomfortable with. He raped me when I turn 11; on my birthday. Crack. I was brought out of my thoughts when the silver spiked whip connected with my back.
I should probably explain. I'm hanging from the ceiling by my arms. I was been held by silver cuffs. Not fun. Especially when you are a werewolf, well not a werewolf but a wolf-blood is what we are actually called, though some of us just go by werewolf. I don't, we are not monsters we are just humans with a wolf on the side I guess you could say. Crack, thwack, and crack. I didn't scream, which pissed my father off and he then decided to heat up the whip. By the way, the whip is made of complete silver except the handle.
Next thing I hear was screams: coming from me. My father was shooting me repeatedly in the leg and arms. Soon he stopped to grab the now heated whip and started whipping me with it. This time I really couldn't hold in my screams. This went on for an hour before he let me down and left to go to the bar saying that dinner had better be done before he got back and for three people. In other words, he wants dinner ready for himself and the two women he is planning on bring back to sleep with.
Nodding I waited for an hour for all my wounds to heal a bit before I started making lasagna. After finishing dinner I left a note saying to heat it up and that it's in the oven then left out the front door making sure to lock it and the hopped into my 92 Dodge Challenger. My father got me a lot of classic cars to keep me quiet about the raping and beating. I went to the café I worked at which is called Platinum-Tailed Wolf Café.
I just happen to be the manager here and I work at a Mechanic, Long Wolves Mechanic. They just happen to be joined and I happen to own the mechanic shop. I should explain that I am still in school and yes I do own my own business; not that my father knows about this. I have two friends and I like it that way. No one to hide my bruises and scars from, they already know though not the extent of the abuse, the only downside was that ever-one thought that I thought I was better than them which is also a reason as to why the bully me. I never fought back though. I already get enough shit at home. At least they do not physically bully me. That would be more pain then I need.
Once I get to the café, I meet up with Lisa, an average height 87-year-old brown-haired woman who owns the café, though she has been thinking of retiring and handing her position to me. Though, I told her that I would take the position when she was positive that she is going retire and was told that it will be in a couple of months. She decided to teach me the stuff I do not already know; which happens to be quite a bit. I spent hours waiting tables and serving people at the counter though a couple time this one guy came I more than once and would just sit there ignoring the other waitresses but seemed to let me take his order. He was a bit odd and obviously not from around her because everyone has always tried to get away from me. I was usually the one kick people out because they listen to me. Quite annoying if you ask me but oh well, means nothing to me.
I left the café around five and took some left over for my father after eating something. When I entered the house, I was greeted with an angry father so I put the food down and went to the basement. Guess he already slept with them or did not because he changes his mind. The only people that know that I'm abused are the prisoners that always end up dead and my two friends, Selene and Caleb.
Putting my stuff in my room then got to the cellar and waited for my father. When he entered he through a vase at my head, not expecting it, it hit me in the forehead and he grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to the wall where there are two pair of cuffs. No. Not this. Please not this. After cuffing me to the wall, he picked up some darts, which were coated in silver and started throwing them at me. I was trying not to scream though that did not work as my screams soon filled the room. All too soon, I could not feel my body. I was completely numb.
After hours of pain my father finely grew tired of beating me and left after letting me down only to cuff my ankle to the wall saying that this was punishment for been home late and not having food for him and his guests. He also said that he would be back to let me out around five in the morning and ended up punching me in the face when I told him that I had school tomorrow. I fell asleep leaning against the wall and too soon did my father kick me in the stomach to wake me up. He unlocked the cuff and told me to make breakfast or else so I bolted, made bacon and eggs before getting ready for school.
At 7:30a.m I left and drove to school picking Selene and Caleb up on the way in my 92 Dodge Challenger. They do not have their licenses' because they do not have the money though I did offer to teach and pay for the lessons. Even now, I still get looks for having a classic car I mean what the fuck. Who cares?
We went to the office to get our timetables, turns out we have all the same classes, our first been Phys Ed with Mr. Mason. After arriving, we went to the back and hid in the corner. Ten minutes later, everyone had arrived and class started. It drowned on and on, soon it was time for math and turns out, we have a new teacher. Mr. Knight-Crawler. Who just happens to be my age or at least looks it. Walking in to find my teacher surrounded by girls.
I walked straight to the back and sat in the corner. I pulled out my music book and started writing when a hand covered in jewelry and nails; that are caked in nail polish, slammed my table. Knowing exactly who it is, I just ignored her and continued writing, lightly tapping the rhythm. By the time everyone had arrived, Candy had stomped her foot and was now complaining to Mr. Knight -Crawler, who quite frankly look as though he was going to blow a fuse, probably at me. No surprise, not at all.
"Ok guys, settle down please." Mr. Knight-Crawler said slightly annoyed with all the noise. Looking up a voice in my head screamed 'MATE, MATE' repeatedly. Selene, who was sitting next to me, hit me, and Mr. Knight-Crawler who was staring at me saw and growled. Lowly so only us wolves could hear causing Selene to jump and stare wide-eye at him.
"Ok let's start with roll-call." He suggested and looked at me as if looking for approval so I slightly nodded causing him to smile slightly. Calling all names, he came to mine. "Midnight Summers"
"Here" he glanced and smiled slightly before going on.
"How about we all get to know each other?" Mr. Knight-Crawler asked causing all the girls to squeal.
"How old are you?" Candy asked in an airy voice.
"I'm 19"
"Are you single?" Another slut, Rosy, asked
"Yes but I am only interested in one girl." He answered looking at me slightly.
"What is your first name?"
"Tristan and that will be all questions as the bell is going to go in a minute," Just as he finished that sentence, the bell went stating it was time for break, "Midnight can you stay a minute please?" gulping I nodded knowing he was going to reject me. After everyone, he sat at his desk.
"Can you just get the rejection over with?" I asked, my voice just nearly above a whisper, causing his head to shoot up as he shot out of his seat and in less than a second he was in front of me cause me to jump and cower in fear, looking at the floor holding my bag closer to my chest. Flinching when he lifted his hand up I guess he noticed that and quickly figured out what was wrong. In a flash, my face was in his hands and he forced me to look up.
"I would never reject you, love. I could never do that." He muttered and leaned in so our foreheads touched. "I, Tristan Knight-Crawler, Alpha of the Black Moon Pack, accept Midnight Summers as my mate and Luna." Biting my lip, I did something I have not done in years or forever; I smiled.
"I, Midnight Summers, accept Tristan Knight-Crawler as my mate and alpha." I accepted. He smiled and kissed my check before kissing my temple.
"You should get to the cafeteria and get something to eat. Ok?" He suggested with a small smile. I returned it with a small one of my own before turning around and left the room. After I exited the room, I wiped all emotion off my face and walked to the cafeteria. Upon entering, I went straight to the usual table only to see it with instruments. Knowing what was happening, I turned around to make a run for it only to see Selene standing there with arms folded and Caleb appearing out of nowhere behind me. Caleb grabbed me by my arm and dragged me to the table.
"You, my dear, are singing no matter what you say." He commanded before picking up an electric guitar, which was plugged into the amplifier, and sitting on the table. Selene sat next to me holding her tablet, which is also plugged into the amplifier, "Bang Bang". Caleb said with a glare saying 'don't do this and I will tell your mate what goes on at home' before starting the beat with Selene and soon I started singing.