Blythe is a fifteen-year-old girl in her sophomore year of high school. Everyone hates her except from her sister, Camò. In Blythe's 'pack' she is an omega, does all chores, cooks, cleans, basically is a pack slave. Camò is a Epsilon, or just a commoner in a sense. The girls' parents died when Blythe was three, Camò was four. They stayed with their grandma until the age of thirteen and fourteen, ten years after the passing of their parents. They went to the Blue Moon pack. Most she-wolves shift at an age of twelve. Camò has already shifted, while Blythe hasn't. Thus pushing her to be an omega. Camò can't stand the fact that she's an omega, yet she can't do anything to stop it. After a year of being in the pack, Blythe started to get, well abused. It started with a few punches here and there and getting yelled at more often. After a few months it started with actually getting beaten up. Constantly she had broken bones. Fortunately, she has werewolf healing but hasn't shifted. There's always a bad side to things, so with her werewolf healing her beatings got harder and harder. Eventually she believed that she deserves nothing, not even a mate. Since Blythe's birthday is April first, (another reason to be called a mistake) and Camò's birthday is June Twenty-second, On her birthday she'll find her mate. Camó hasn't found her mate yet.
*Formerly known as Omega's Brother on my other account*
Isabelle Smith was ranked an Omega at a young age. She was treated worse than the others. She was given the worst of the chores. She was living one day at a time. Until she's kidnapped by a rival pack.
Alpha Xavier Knight hates omegas. He's making it his goal to kidnap and murder all of them. That is until he meets his mate. Horrified to be mated with an Omega, he makes her the omega of his pack. Forces her to do things a mate should never do.
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"The slave is awake." People cheer after hearing this. "Who wants to whip it first?" My eyes widen and I begin to struggle. Sweat forms as I face what's about to happen.
"Me!" A girl yells. My heart sinks in my chest. I am so scared.
"Two lashes!" I hear people cheering and laughing. No! Please moon goddess! No. I don't scream when the whip connects with my body. I've been through this before. I'm whipped again. I'm whipped 17 times before they stop. The alpha begins to talk but I can't hear anything. There's rushing in my ears. My vision is blurred. I'm in too much pain. I feel a couple more lashes between monologues. Suddenly I'm pushed to the ground with the ropes cut off. My hands behind my back, a gun to my forehead. I cry as the gun is pressed against my head. I look up at the alpha and his cold gaze locks mine. "Mate." I hear that one word despite all the pain. He hesitates before he drops the gun.
"Alpha." The beta says shocked.
"Take her away." The alpha growls looking at the gun in his hand.
"Yes, sir."