My Omega Slave

Chapter 2 ~ Theo

Theo

I open my eyes and stretch out my tired limbs, checking the time on my old beat-up clock I let out a groan. I want nothing more than to turn over and go back to sleep but my clock is telling me that it's 5 am which means no more sleep for me instead, I need to get up and start my day.

I can't be late making breakfast!

I drag my tired body out of bed, well I don't technically have a bed it's an old cot with a thin sheet that I use as a blanket still, it's better than the floor I guess. I grab my towel, change of clothes, and bar of soap and leave my bedroom. The place I call a bedroom used to be a shoe cupboard but after Alpha Jason died it was decided I didn't deserve a bedroom and I was given this cupboard. It's small but it's my safe haven... Well, most of the time.

I don't need much room anyway as I only own two sets of clothes, a towel, my bar of soap that I only got because they couldn't stand the smell of me anymore, and a book that I found in the bin. I keep it hidden if anyone finds it they will take it away and I will be punished for having something I don't deserve. I walk quietly through the packhouse desperate not to wake anyone and make my way outside. I walk around the back of the packhouse and make my way through the trees, and seconds later I reach the beautiful lake that I visit every morning.

The view of the lake surrounded by big beautiful oak trees always takes my breath away. It's the one beautiful thing in my life that no one can take away from me but that's only because no one knows I find beauty in this view. Everyone believes I hate this place but that's because this lake is the place I visit to Wash my body. Yep, that's right I'm not allowed to use any showers or baths in the packhouse that's a privilege that I haven't earned.

I'm forced to use the lake out back, the water gets so cold in winter that I sometimes come out with blue skin but the view is always beautiful, and as long as no one knows of the beauty I see they can't take it away from me. We are still in the summer season right now and although it's still early morning the water is surprisingly warm. I strip out of my old torn battered clothes and head into the lake I wash up quickly, get dried, and dress in my second set of old torn clothes before heading back to the packhouse to get breakfast started.

I can't be late making breakfast, not again!

My name is Theo Marco Rossi. I am 26 years old and I am an Omega slave for the Blood Moon Pack. My life didn't start out this way I had loving parents, two sisters, and friends. All it took was one hour, one hour to change my life, and one hour is all it took for me to become an Omega slave.

I enter the kitchen and thank the Moon Goddess that time is on my side this morning in fact, I'm 15 minutes early so breakfast definitely won't be late. Hopefully, that means I'll only get slaps and kicks today while serving breakfast to everyone and I won't get beat. Friday I was three minutes late serving breakfast and I was badly beaten. It seems that the longer that I am here the worse the beatings get.

I switch on the two coffee pots and get started on the food. I cook piles of bacon, sausages, hash browns, toast, scrambled and fried eggs, and pancakes. I cut up loads of different fruit to go with the pancakes. I prepare plates and silverware for the tables, put the orange juice, apple juice, and water on the tables, and get cups ready for the coffee.

"One of these days I'm going to vomit when I walk in here and see your face maggot." The Gamma shouts to me as he enters the kitchen. Drake's mate Katy walks in behind him and looks at me with disgust. "You're clearly not getting beaten good enough if you're still alive you worthless piece of shit."

"Don't look at him for too long baby, your eyes will bleed," Drake tells Katy. They both burst into laughter and head for their table. Soon everyone is appearing in the kitchen and the standard comments and hate are thrown my way but I keep my head down and get started with serving out the breakfasts.

Jenna the daughter of our top warrior and her mate Jackson enter the room next and make their way over to me. I know what's to come, it's the same every morning, they don't need a reason to hurt me, they enjoy it too much. Jenna walks alongside me and hits a plate of food on the floor, her disgusted look clear for everyone to see.

"Look at what you've done. You are a useless disgusting excuse of a dog, clean it up now!" I grab paper towels off the counter, get on my hands and knees and start cleaning up the mess. "I didn't say you could use paper towels dog. Clean it up with your mouth, eat it off the floor like the dirty dog you are!" Jenna screams down at me, her voice is worse than nails on a chalkboard, and searing my eardrums.

I look up at her and instantly regret the move as the sting to my cheek gives me an instant headache, the girl can slap! I put my head back down but don't move. I've experienced many forms of punishments in this pack but never this. "What are you waiting for mutt? My mate told you to clean it up." Jackson joins in.

I don't move, not until I feel the pain. He brings his boot up and kicks me in the face and I know my nose is broken, it's only been healed for two days since he last broke it. I know what's coming next, I try to curl up in a ball for some form of extra protection but I'm too late, and the cracking sounds that follows tells me he's broken my ribs once again.

He spits at me and takes Jenna's hand moving her to the table. I pull myself up trying to breathe through the pain and carry on with my work. I can feel myself slowly crumbling inside but I don't let anyone see. I turn my attention back to the kitchen waiting for the last of the werewolves to make their way in for breakfast.

Alpha Jack and his Beta Alex are last to enter the room and take their seats. I make sure to get them served straight away and make my way back over to the kitchen to start cleaning. "Oi, you slave, whatever your name is." I turn around and see that Alpha Jack is talking to me.

"Yes, you. I've important news to share with my pack members that don't concern you and I wish to do it now while everyone is here so get out of the kitchen, I don't want your ugly ass hearing this. You can return in thirty minutes to get this place cleaned up."

"Of course Alpha." I keep my head down while I answer him. I'm not allowed to look at him when he speaks to me. I learned my lesson a long time ago, and the scars on my back are a constant painful reminder. I leave the kitchen and head straight for my bedroom, it's the one place I can let all my frustrations out without being beaten for it.

Every day I wake up praying for a miracle, praying that for one day I don't get hurt, clearly, today is not that day but I'll just remain hopeful for tomorrow. Hope is all I have right now, hope that one day I'll be free.