Chapter One

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~Lily's POV~

"Ouch." I groaned in pain as I lifted my body from the creaky old flooring. I sat up against the wall and lifted my top up to inspect my stomach.

"Damn it." Last nights beating had left a dirty black and blue bruise across my whole stomach. I groaned again as I lifted my body from the floor and walked over to my small desk. I didn't have much of a bedroom, the room was small with creaky floorboards and only one small window, I had a small mattress in the corner, a small desk and 2 draws which consisted of very minor clothing and sentimental trinkets I kept hidden from my father.

I opened the top draw and picked out one of my fathers old t-shirts that he had given to me; as I'm not allowed new clothes, and an old pair of black skinny jeans. I looked at my reflection in the tiny window and frowned, the top I was wearing was worn out, but it was a nice green football jersey that I loved, my hair was shooting in all directions so I quickly combed it through with my fingers. I only had a little bit of foundation left so I covered all my visible bruises with it, so the other pack members wouldn't make fun of me again.

"Get your fat ass out here now Lily! The pack needs feeding!" I cringed as I heard my fathers voice bellow through the flimsy wood; hiding me from him.

"I-I'm just coming Alpha." I stuttered and walked slowly towards the door. You see, I'm not allowed to call him my dad, he's too ashamed of me, ashamed to call me his daughter, I can't blame him really, I'd be embarrassed too. I stumbled down the stairs and walked quickly into the kitchen, avoiding all eye contact with people, I really don't want to be hit again, not today, I'm still in pain.

I grabbed the frying pan from the side along with a few saucepans and began to get to work. This is normal for me, as I'm the Omega of the pack. I placed all the strips of bacon into the hot pan and cracked some eggs, pouring the mixture for scrambled eggs into a saucepan.

"You aren't finished yet? Hurry the fuck up!" I jumped in fright as I heard Jason's voice; he's probably the worst as he beats me for no reason, he also tries to blackmail me into having sex with him, but I will never, I only ever wanted to have sex with my mate.

"S-Sorry Jason." I added the sausages and put the bread in the toaster.

"I-it's ready." The sound of running feet made me step back away from the table. Everyone helped themselves and soon there was nothing left, except one small piece of bacon. I cautiously reached over to pick up the small piece of meat, before it was snatched away.

"Thanks Omega." Jason smirked whilst shoving the good into his mouth. I hated it when they called me the 'Omega', I don't want to be the Omega, I never chose this! But my father ranked me as the Omega when my mother died giving birth to me.

"Go and clean outside, we just had training." I nodded at my father in respect and walked outside, I was never allowed to train, never allowed out with the pack, and never, ever allowed to shift into my wolf. Even if I wasn't allowed to shift, I did it anyway, in secret, that way no one ever knew and I was still able to change into my wolf. I sighed whilst moving the mats and equipment into the training shed, which was next to the pack house. I warily looked around and made sure no one was around before thinking about my white wolf. I heard my clothes rip and when I reopened my eyes I was on four paws and looking at my wolfs reflection in the training sheds window. I admired my wolf, she was so beautiful, her fur was white as snow, however she still had my boring green eyes. I huffed and started to run around in the small field where nobody goes, except me of corse.

I stopped running after a while and just gazed into the wood. I wonder what it would be like to be free, to not be treated as a punching bag, to have no commitment, to be...to be a...rouge. I took one step towards the forest but a growl made me snap round quickly.

"Your not allowed to shift." I heard an accusing, smirking voice in my head. Damn you Jason!

"Please don't tell the Alpha!" I pleaded to him, I can't get in trouble again, I don't think I'll be able to survive another beating.

"Too late babe." I sighed in defeat as I saw my father running around the side of the pack house. I lowered my head in respect and kept it down.

"SHIFT BACK!" My father bellowed using his Alpha voice, I had no choice but to obey. I scampered off behind a tree and changed in spare clothing that had been handed to me. Walking over to my father I could practically see the anger waving off of his body.

"Restrain her." I stayed completely still as I was restrained by Jason and Mark, the Beta and third in command.

"Take her down to the chamber." I started to silently sob as I realised that I was going to the chamber. The chamber is a small dark room where you are tortured if you disobey the Alphas rules, or if you are a rouge. All I know is that tonight, after I have been beaten and locked in my 'room', I'm escaping.

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