Advice for an Omega

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                                                                       Elise P.O.V

A normal morning for a Thursday, waking up after an hour long beating, getting ready to prepare breakfeast for the pack. It was my 16th birthday and I could hardly wait, something big was going to happen, I could feel it!

(Okay just to fill you in, girls can smell their mates at 16 while males at 18 so the male is always older, and dominant.)

I know you'd be thinking "duh isn't she going to find her mate?" Well technically yes, but some werewolves are destined to find them at certain times, like when they need them most. Sooooo yeah not expecting anything but was super excited for finding my destined one.

Continuing on, my room was pretty small not the attic but about as big as large closet. I didn't have a bathroom though, so I had to use the one at the end of the hall which thankfully no one used in the mornings since this one was to far. 

My bedroom consisted of a small bed, a drawer/desk, a mirror, and a bunch of stuff lying around. What? I don't have anything to keep stuff in place, so don't go blaming me!

This was my safe haven so of course I styled it, the walls all had giant paintings of the universe on them. With salvaged glow in the dark stars, and some cool paints I got from my only friend, Lily. 

Walking slowly I grabbed a black tanktop, and some ripped up skinny jeans which were the best of what I owned to go take a shower. I went ninja mode on my way the bathroom, almost tripping on a chair, but once safely inside I removed my clothing to inspect the damage.

Nothing to crucial, but it was enough to make me whimper at the slightest of touch.

I had a long rip along my stomach from the Lunas claws, and bruises on the opposite side from being thrown. Those were just fresh, but I had plently old scars or course, many from silver. 

Silver whips, knives, shackles, you name it, they had it. Which should have been used on rouges but my pack had it's own set of rules which included the "torture Elise when bored," rule. 

They did make sure to avoid my face though, the only smart thing they've ever done in their entire lives.

But the luna always made sure to comment that my face was so ugly, she didn't even need to hit it. I didn't think I was ugly, at first, but after awhile the words kind of sunk in. 

Currently my chocolate brown hair, was cropped short, by Alphas command and my amber eyes were alight. On any other day they'd be dull but not today I thought to myself! My figure was pretty small due to lack of nutrition, running around alot, and doing practically all the chores. But I was sturdy, and reliable which I found useful in many situations.

I hopped in the cold shower making sure to scrub well, but fast. Luckily I used some earned cash tutoring  to buy shampoo and conditioner. I changed fast, also adding my mothers sapphire necklace, hidden under a purple hoodie. Not being able to do much for my hair I just brushed it, but I decided maybe i'd look best in a braid that day.

Hurrying to make the packs breakfeast before I was beaten because it was now about 5:30 am, I tripped on my way out. 

"Watch where your going," my luna Ashley growls shoving me over to get to her room.

Bowing deeply I replied in a monotone voice " I humbly apologize my luna, the mistake was all mine." 

Hush, yes I know it would semm like shes the queen of england, but frankly thats how she always demands to be treated. Although she rather looks like a slut then a queen, with her beach blonde hair, prim blue eyes, over tanned skin, double D's, and huge arse.

(Also going to add that she's not luna yet, but she always makes me call her that.)

"Good, now I want an extra special breakfeast for Lukey-poo, it's his 18th birthday," she commands "today he finds his mate!" Her eyes flicker over to me, as if knowing I had no choice to obey, and I did have no choice. Oh by the way, Luke is the alpha or in her eyes, her mate.

"Of course my luna, It'll be done as soon as possible with your low calorie salad," I mumble out in the long corridor regreting my choice to walk out of the bathroom.

"Your dismissed, now hurry mutt," Ashley yells slapping me for standing there well she slaps for pretty much breathing. But I just did what I always did, nod and scramble off to make breakfeast.

She was probably on her way back from doing "it," in some guys room. It reeked on her, well like always but this time I could tell that it was definitly not her so called mate. Ha what a slut, doesn't matter though its his fault for hooking up with a bitch.

Deciding to bake choclate chip pancakes, bacon, and some toast covered in nutella I make my way over to the kitchen being as silent as possible as I grab things.

Since guy werewolves eat alot, I mean like godzilla alot I made about 10 huge pancakes for each male, and 20 for the alpha. The girls on the other hand prefered salads, lightly salted crackes, and fruits...wow their missing out on bacon.

After finishing as fast as my hands would allow, I set the table filled the cups with orange juice, and left making sure the alpha, and Ashley had the seats at the front of the long table.

Good thing since I did all the chores no one noticied if I did certain things, like make myself cookies for breakfeast. By the time I had finished setting everything up, it was exactly 6:20 when the entire pack comes in for breakfeast and heads off to school.

With everything in place I made a mad dash for my room before anyone could see me, and beat me. I gave a sigh of relief when I made it, but too soon.

The third in command, David, stepped in probably mad about something stormed in ready to attack.

Right as he entered the room I got a quick punch to the gut,  which hit my fresh scar causing me to whince in pain. But I didn't make even the slightest of sound afraid my beating would increase. 

"Why are girls so complicated," he mumbles throwing me on the floor, while giving me some harsh kicks that would most likely leave bruises. Then after he got bored, he put on some gloves and pulled out some silver bracelets. 

Chuckling at my wide eyed face, David used his commanding tone on me "wear them today, all day." I mentally groaned reminding myself that once I found my mate I was going to leave this hell-hole. Roughly shoving me against the wall he shoved them on me, and sauntered out as if nothing had occured.

I pushed myself up quite used to ignoring the pain, only checking my wounds for blood. Thank the moon goddess there was no blood, but everytime I moved my arms I could feel the stinging of the silver, which brought tears to my eyes.

Let's get it over with, I thought no longer enthusiastic about my day. As I headed over to the school the only thing I could think about was the burning pain of the silver bracelets attached to my wrists, and finding my mate.