The Alpha's Claimed Mate

Trigger Warnings: Physical abuse, s****l abuse. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ "You're mine." Her uncle growled in her face, pinning her down to the bed. She'd been beaten to a pulp just short of passing out and her life was threatened by her father, Alpha Peter Bloodmoon. She would accept and mate him, she had never been given a choice known the matter. It was safer for her to accept than to reject it and die a slow, torturous, agonizing death. She was only sixteen. She, Marietta Sarai Bloodmoon, daughter of the Alpha of the Bloodmoon werewolf pack, had somehow managed to find herself as the lowest of the low. The Alpha's daughter had become the pack's omega. She sobbed, then screamed in pain as his fangs sank in her flesh between her neck and collarbone. He didn't bother licking it so it'd heal faster. He now had his claim on her, and in two weeks, once he did it again, it would be official. She'd be completely his whether she liked it or not. Swiftly, he tied her hands securely to the bed post and stripped her down. After beating her to the point that she was barely concious, he raped her, beat her again, and left her unconcious.