"Get up, slut. Make me breakfast!" Someone yelled and I was ripped out of bed by the hair.
I opened my eyes and saw Daniel, the Alpha's son. "I-I'm sorry. I must've slept in," I whispered.
"No apologizes!" He yelled and threw me to the floor, "I am hungry."
He left the room as silent tears rolled down my face. What did I do to deserve this?
My name is Summer, Summer Jones. I am the Beta's daughter, but does that really matter? I'm treated as if my rank was below an omega.
I pulled myself to my feet as I slowly walked to the bathroom. I looked into the mirror and I didn't see myself, I saw a corpse.
My black hair was matted to my head with dried blood littered throughout it. My once vibrant green eyes are now a dull and lifeless. My collarbone stuck out and my boney structure showed through my lose clothing. I sighed and grabbed my spare clothes.
I pulled my messy hair into a high ponytail and took my shirt off. I put on another, somewhat clean, shit, but not before looking at myself. I was honestly tiny, they barely fed me.
"Bitch, I thought I told you-" Daniel yelled barged into the bathroom, then he saw me without a shirt. His eyes turned black with lust.
I backed into the wall, "Stay a-away from m-me."
"Shut up," he said and slammed my head into the wall. I blacked out, but not before seeing him start to undo his pants.
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The Alpha's Abused Mate
WerewolfSummer, abused and broken, is from the Blue Stone pack. Her parents hate her and she is the slave. The entire pack hates her and she even gets raped. She hates herself, she hardly eats, and she is suicidal, but her wolf won't let her die. (AN: Self...
