Alpha Kaiden

Chapter 1

/ Diana's pov /

I laid numb on the ground as another kick got sent to my stomach.

This has been my life for 10 years straight now. Everyday I got beaten until I passed out. Except for 2 days of the year. The alpha had a little respect for me to leave me alone on my birthday , which is tomorrow, and on the day that my parents died.

I'm turning 18 tomorrow , the age that I find my mate. I know there is a very little to no chance that I'll find my mate but I keep hoping even though everyone tells me I'm a disgrace , a worthless peace of shit.

You might wonder how I became the omega of the dark moon pack. Well let's start at the beginning. My birth.

18 years ago my mom and dad had been trying to get pregnant for a while but nothing worked. It eventually turned out that my mother wasn't able to get kids. She was so sad and broken that on one night she cried and prayed to the moon goddess to help her get pregnant. A week later my parents found out they were pregnant.

9 months later I was born. My mom was so great full that the moon goddess had helped her that she named me after her. Diana means 'moon goddess' if you were wondering. I didn't exactly have the name of the moon goddess since her name is supposed to be Selene but the meaning was still wonderful.

My dad was the beta of the pack and my mom the beta female. That's why they could give me anything I wanted and spoiled me. Don't get me wrong I wasn't a spoiled kid at all. No most of the time I even gave my toys and clothes away because some people needed it harder then I did.

My perfect life changed 6 weeks after my 8th birthday. There was a rogue attack and both my parents got killed that night. I never saw their bodies. I only remember that I was in the safe room with other females and children when the alpha came to me and dragged me off to the cellar. He threw me down the stairs and started yelling at me that my parents had died and that I was going to be staying in the tiny cellar from then on.

I didn't understand what was going on except for the fact that my parents had died. That night I cried and howled for hours about the loss of my parents.

The next day the alpha came downstairs and started beating the shit out of me. Ever since then I was beaten everyday. Only got the leftovers of the food which was almost nothing. I had become too thin and too weak to fight back.

Currently I was getting beaten again in my so called room. I'm not even able to call it a room. The only things in the small space were a skimpy mattress , a really thin blanket and some old clothes. I had only 1 pair of jeans and one sweatpants. I also had 2 thin and dirty shirts and 1 cardigan to warm me up in the winter.

It wasn't much but apparently as my alpha says it's everything I need.

Suddenly alpha stopped beating me. I gave me one last glare before walking away and locking the cellar door. I honestly didn't understand why he stopped beating me. He never stops until I'm all bloody or passed out.

I got up from my lying position on the ground and limped over to my tiny bathroom which only consisted of a small sink and toilet. I looked into the mirror that hung above the sink and sighed at my sight. My blue eyes were dull and lifeless. A bruise was on my eye and my lip was bleeding. My hair looked really bad from how long I hadn't treated it well.

I splashed my face with some water and limped back to my 'bed'. I sat down and sighed.

You might think how come I haven't healed yet because werewolves heal really fast. Well on my 16th birthday , when I was supposed to shift , I was too weak and when I shifted it almost killed my wolf. Ever since then she hasn't talked to me and has been in de back of my head , trying to heal herself. She is using all her strength to heal herself and doesn't have any left to heal me , which makes me heal like any normal person.