My twin alpha mates just rejected me

Chapter #1

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Selene POV:

BEEP BEEP BEEP

I groan as I slowly get off of the matress that my pack excuses as a bed. I hate waking up this early in the morning, but according to Alpha Xander it's "required". I hate that he's the only seven months older than me but he gets to order me around. It's three in the morning, and I quickly run over to the other end of the attic to grab clothes. 

I change out of my dark black nightdress and quickly pull on my day clothes. They are a grey shirt with holes everywhere and ripped jeans that shouldn't even be called pants. I smile sadly at my reflection in the mirror. I have long brown hair that falls over my shoulders and ripples in the light. My eyes are brilliant green orbs that change when I turn in the light. I have an hourglass figure, and my waist is super small so I haven't needed to change my pant size since I was eight. My eyes that used to be bright are now dull. There's also a scar in the middle of my forehead that looks like a moon. Ugh. I hate the way I look. My pack hates it too. Tears run down my cheeks as I remember how it used to be back then. I miss my parents so much.

Suddenly, my alarm goes off again and I realize that it's already 4:00 and that I should have finished breakfast by now. Also, it's the alpha twin's birthday today! Shoot! I hate myself!

I quickly run downstairs as quietly as I can to the kitchen. I begin cooking 700 lbs of bacon, 450 labs of pancakes, and I make salads for the girls of the pack. For some reason, I'm the only girl omega in the pack that's, like nor five , so that means that I do everything. As soon as I'm done with the last piece of bacon, omg it took forever,  I place it on a table and quickly run back to the kitchen. I start making the cake for Beta Slayde and Alpha Xander. I'm probably not going to be able to get to school on time today. Again.