Alphas Abused Mate

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BACKSTORY
When I was ten on an old regular Monday afternoon rouges attacked my pack the half moon pack. My mother was the Alpha female she was the most respected and loved women in the pack.

Sadly the rouges got to her trying to protect the children in he play ground. my mother died that day. My father the Alpha was extremely upset and so was the rest of the pack they had just lost there Luna.

I have three older brothers Jaden, Spencer, and Bryce. Later that day I was crying and I went up to my fathers room in the pack house.
"Daddy I want mommy." I cried.
"Don't Ever Speak Of Your Mother Get Out!" He screamed. It had it's made me cry more. "Put Her in the cells Mason." My dad screamed to his beta.

The cells why the cells. This made my ten year old self cry even harder. I hated the cells I had been down there before when I was playing hid and seek with Bryce. It smelt terrible and old creepy men were trying to grab me others were taunting me about being the Alohas daughter.

Mason brought me to and empty cell at the very end of the dark and smelly basement. He locked the door and left without answering any of my questions of why I was down there. I looked around the cell and there was a thin blanket and hard pillow in one corner and a toilet and sink in the other. There was also a shelf with bottles of water but no food.

At first I thought dad was just punishing me for talking about mom, but after three days of living in the cells with no food, clean clothes, or a shower I was loosing hope. But on that third day my oldest brother Jaden who was seventeen at the time came down the steps and stoped in front of my cell. Finally I had thought someone was here to get me.

"Jaden why am I down here can i go back to my room now."
" This is your room now." He said harshly throwing a bag I didn't notice he had into my cell.
"Why what did I do?" I cried
"You look to much like mom dad can't stand you anymore neither can anybody else if only the rouges had gotten you instead." he yelled this time he threw in food it was a small bag filled with bread, jerky, and crackers. He also threw a bottle after at me witch hit me in the head. Later I looked through the bag it had some old nasty clothes.

I cried as he walked away cried for him to take me to my room but he didn't even look back he picked sides and he choose my father the Alpha just like everyone else.

That hurt so much to hear from family I had cried myself to sleep every night and I did that for the next week until Spencer came down the stairs.
"Get up its time to shower." He said with no emotion. I had cried myself out I got up and walked with him I had three minutes to be out of the shower before someone saw me. Then he led me back downstairs and gave me some bread and water. But this time there was a chore list waiting for me

7:00 clean alphas room
8:00-clean study
9:00-Jordans room
10:00-Spencer
11:00-Bryce
12:00-serve lunch to pack
1:00-clean bathrooms
2:00-clean kitchen
3:00-Lounge
4:00-dinning room
5:00-prepare dinner
6:00-serve dinner
7:00-clean kitchen
8:00-clean dinning room
9:00-return to cell

That was posted on my wall over the years 5:00 got filled with make breakfast and 6:00 was serve breakfast. That was my routine. I would go about my day people would give me awful looks and say terrible things about me. But I got use to it eventually.
On my 12th birthday was the first time I ever got hit. I accidentally tripped and spilt breakfast everywhere. Alpha was so angry he slapped me and pushed me down the stairs into the cells.

It elevated from there to getting beating for not calling Jaden soon to be Alpha or tripping spilling something not get my work done not being able to clean the whole room in an hour or just existing. Over the years it got worse and I got less food. I would only get clothes when pack members threw them out and most the time the were ripped or way to big.

I was basically skin and bones from not eating. Weak from the beatings and tired from work. From malnutrition I never really grew so I'm still 4'11. On my sixteenth birthday I thought I would shift and get out of there. I would finally have strength but it never happened and I got the worst beating of my life for not shifting because my father couldn't throw me out of the pack without shifting. Now here I am the next day and I can't even stand to get up and make breakfast.
I became the abused omega of the half moon pack.

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