(A week later...)
Carmen's POV
A week ago Morgan told me that. A week ago. My beatings were getting progressively worse and more frequent. The worst part was when my mate, or shall I say ex-mate, used me as a personal servant and whacked me with a baseball bat when I wouldn't get whatever he wanted fast enough.
I ran to the kitchen where dinner was waiting out on the counter. Tacos for a pack with 350 people including me in it. It would be insane. I heard the front doors opening and put the taco meat on to cook. Sure enough, there was stopping down the stairs. "Omega, what are we having for dinner?" Someone, a teen girl, asked politely. Wow, that's new. "Tacos." I answered. She fist pumped and ran back upstairs to tell her friends.
If only my parents were still alive. My mom died when I was 1 and my dad died when I was 3. I had no one in the world and the only thing I ever wrote to Santa for on Christmas was to be free. I'm still waiting, Santa. I left the meat to cook and I ran around the house, washing windows and polishing hall mirrors. I only got back downstairs just in time.
I sent plate after plate of tacos and I longed to have some for myself. My dinner was two slices of bread and a lump of cheese, like in Harry Potter, I think. I cleaned so much while everyone was eating that I passed out point blank on the floor. I woke up to getting beaten for sleeping on the job. I had to lay there for a minute, waiting for my fractured rib to heal.
When I got back down to the kitchen level to retire for the night, Morgan was waiting for me. "Carmen, pack your stuff and I'll wake you at 4 a.m. to leave." she whispered so only I could hear. I nodded and went to my little stair cupboard. I packed up everything I owned in a duffle bag and fell asleep.
It seemed like only a few seconds later that Morgan was waking me. Without speaking, we both ran out of the house and towards the edge of the boundaries. I was about to cross when the patrol stopped us. Morgan was denied food for 4 days and I was to be whipped in the morning for trying to escape. Guess who was to oversee the whipping? Curtis. Lucky me.
The next morning I walked down into the dungeons with fire in my eyes. I looked Curtis dead in the eye, put up the middle finger, and said "Fuck you!!" They used a silver whip and my back smarted. Curtis stayed behind to beat me. "You sewer rat! You filthy maggot!" I yelled between kicks in the ribs. I spit out blood on him and he hit me harder. I soon got up and limped off. "I hope your happy. You just destroyed any chance that I would forgive you." I muttered to him as I went past.
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Curtis's POV (Finally!)
"I hope your happy. You just destroyed any chance that I would forgive you." Carmen muttered to me. I felt guilty. She would have the scars from the whip on her back forever and it was all my fault. What kind of a sick bastard am I? I had spent my entire life, waiting for my mate and I rejected her.
I slumped upstairs and fell face first on my bed. I looked around for something to drink so I could get rid of my pain. I didn't find anything. My bedroom door opened and one of the girls who slept around wandered in. "Wanna have some fun, baby?" she purred. I grunted in displeasure and left. Then I stopped myself. Wait, I had spent 16 years not giving a crap about Carmen, why now do I care?
I asked through the pack link for Omega Carmen to come to my office. She did. "Omega, I hope you know you can't talk to me like you did." I said. She glared at me. "I hope you know beating is illegal." she answered. I slapped her sharply across the face. "DO NOT TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!!!!!" I yelled. She looked at me, terrified. Comfort her. My wolf, River, said. I can't. I answered. He cut off our link.
"I wish I never had a mate!!" she yelled. Everything she said was ringing with truth. Why wouldn't she- oh. "The Moon Goddess made a mistake, mating me to you." she said. The words stung painfully in my heart. "No, you're the mistake." I answered. Her eyes filled with tears and she put her middle finger up to me and ran out of my office.
By the time I went to chase her she was running towards the edge of the boundary with her stuff. She stepped across the line before I could get her. She disappeared into the woods, her scent fading the second she stepped over.
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Carmen's POV
I looked around for the River pack, which is where Morgan said Jordan was. I finally got a general idea of where to go and I stepped over their line and waited to be caught by the patrol.
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Whoop! Carmen escaped! Break out the champagne we gonna celebrate!!!
W.L.W
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The Fallen Omega - Book 2 of the Moore to Dodge series
Werewolf*Sequel to he found out I was pregnant.....Then he rejected me* All Carmen Dodge has ever known is abuse after her mom died and her dad soon followed suit. Like any other girl, she had high hopes for her mate. He just so happened to be stuck up Alph...