I grunted as I felt my back scream in protest while I was washing the floor on my knees. Yesterday I added a little too much salt in the Alpha's lunch and I was given 10 lashes as punishment. Yes, lashes. The beta was more than happy to take his belt and whip me ten times with it. The fucker! I didn't have access to medical supplies, so I was forced to tear some of my clothes to wrap my wounds and thus stop the bleeding. I would be even more punished if my blood were to stain the floor and I also couldn't risk my injuries getting infected. It would just lead to more beating.
My parents were run away rogues that didn't want an omega as their son, so when they found out my second gender, they immediately sold me to the Alpha of the nearest pack. Which happened to be a pack who mistreats and abuses omegas. What a wonderful coincidence. Note the sarcasm.
Even if I was just a baby, they immediately started to make me wash the floor and run errands, so I had many scars and calluses on my hands. I was also beaten for nearly nothing or sometimes just because they didn't like my face. If I dared to look at them for more than one second, then it was no food for two weeks and if their food was a little too cooked or tasted different, then it was the belt. There were also a million and more reasons to harm me and the other omegas, but it was the ones that happened the most. Such a bunch of jerks with no brain.
I came back to my senses when I felt a hand pull my hair, making me raise my face just to see a punch crashing straight on my nose. I groaned in pain as my head fell backward with my body following. I let out another groan as my poor back hit the floor. Look like my injuries just reopened. Yeah, more work! Did you know how difficult it was to wash the blood off the floor!? I mentally sighed and braced myself for the punch that was coming back.
I let out another muffled groan as they kicked me for the billionth time in the ribs and heard a sickening crack following the blow. Another broken bone. Hurray! I couldn't remember how many it had been since they started to beat me. It seemed like someone stole some food in the kitchen and the other omegas blamed me. Of fucking course! So now I was being beaten to death by those huge assholes with too many testosterones and too little brain's cells. I understood that when you lacked something you needed to compensate with something else, but in this case, I thought the Moon Goddess could have made a better choice.
"Hey boys, I think that we could have some fun before killing him," said the Alpha with a sneer. They all laughed and started to unbuckle their belts. I shuddered as I realized what they were going to do. No, no and no! I didn't want to have the disgusting piece of meat of those jerks in my beautiful behind. I couldn't let them have what they wanted! I tried to struggle as they started to take off my clothes but with all my injuries and broken bones it was difficult.
I gritted my teeth and decided to take the most painful way. I heard my bones cracks and my skin tore as I changed with difficulty in my wolf form. They normally didn't allow us to shift so it was really painful, coupled with the fact that nearly all my body was broken it really hurts like a bitch. I was so going to make them fucking pay!
I took advantage of their surprise to escape by an open window and ran with all my strength to the forest. I heard angry howls and the sound of people shifting into their wolf form. I took a sprint and finally felt the pack's link with me snap when I reached the forest's borders. I was finally free, no more washing on my knees, no more orders and most importantly, no more pain.
Now, it was just me and freedom.
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