Chapter 2

Lola's POV

I was startled awake when I felt water on my body; I was still processing where the water could have come from when I felt stinging pain across my cheeks. I opened my eyes and saw Aaron, Grayson's best friend, standing over me with a bucket in his hand. He must have dumped the bucket of water on my head.

"Get up bitch!" He barked at me, making me stand up quickly, almost tripping on my feet. I remembered stripping myself of all my clothes the night before and rushed to cover my body, earning myself another slap on the cheek. I fell down, hitting my head on my stone bed. I felt sticky liquid trickling down my forehead and lowly hissed in pain.

"You think because you're Gray's mate, you'd be treated differently? You're just a stupid nobody who will never be recognized. Freya is our Luna. You're just a wretched bitch that will die lonely," he said to me mockingly and kicked me repeatedly.

I'm sure my body has fresh bruises; the ones that were there are still taking time to heal. I have to get Jas and me out of here; I'd die at this rate if I refused to do something. 

"You have a lot to do today. We're crowning our new Alpha and Luna today, and everything has to be fully prepared for that," he barked at me. I nodded my head meekly while looking at the floor.

He held my chin roughly and made me look him in the eye, "You should be grateful I came to get you and not Grayson. You were trying to seduce whoever came to get you? Nobody will want you; your body is not even attractive. You'd be good to relieve stress, though, pathetic little bitch," he spoke as he groped me.

I felt disgusted and wanted to crawl out of my skin as he touched me. Tears poured down my face, but I dared not talk back or refuse, or I'd be in more trouble. 

"Be out in 5 minutes, bitch, or there will be consequences," he barked at me and left me after slapping me one more time.

The torture and pain never stop. We all used to be friends, but then they suddenly turned on me. I wish it would stop; I haven't done anything wrong.

I knew I had to get up before the punishment got worse. I always get up early. I must have been so drained from what happened yesterday. I got up, went to the basin at the corner of my room, washed my face, and wore my dirty gown like that.

I packed my once platinum blonde hair that's now dirty brown due to the dirt that has accumulated in it. I've never enjoyed basic amenities since I became an omega: no new clothes, I only take my bath once a week, and I barely have enough water to wash my hair or even look remotely good. I only eat leftovers from the pack; sometimes, I'm not even allowed to eat. This is not a life I'd wish on anyone. Even the poorest in the pack don't live like this.

I limped to the kitchen, doing my best to avoid pack members to avoid any additional punishment or insult that morning. As my luck would have it, I met the current Luna, Grayson's mom, and Freya in the kitchen, discussing clothes and fashion.

Immediately after I entered the pack kitchen, Luna Natalie sprung on me and barked out orders. Freya looked like she was enjoying my pain as Luna listed out what I was supposed to do before her son's coronation tonight. 

I nodded my head, and she left the kitchen with Freya behind her, not before she "accidentally" spilled the drink she was having before I came in and broke the the glass, leaving it for me to clean.

I sighed in relief as they both left without touching me. They must be in a good mood today. I rushed to wash the plates used by the pack members that morning. My stomach grumbled as I thought about food. I had not eaten anything since yesterday afternoon, and I probably won't be getting food until evening. I sighed and carried on with my job.

The pack's ballroom was next. I had to make it squeaky clean or get a beating from Luna Natalie. I got to work cleaning it and was done by noon. I had to clean the whole pack house, too, and could barely stand by the time I was done. I hate my life.

I haven't heard from Jasmine all day. She was probably still recovering from yesterday night. The wolf feels it most when their partner has sex with another she-wolf. I felt so sad for her, and that only fueled my determination to break free from this cruel pack that had deemed me worthless.

Hearing voices, I snapped out of my thoughts and tried to make myself small on instinct. It was probably time for lunch, and my stomach grumbled again, even though I knew I wouldn't be getting any food until nighttime. I felt him before I saw him and went still as I felt him move closer to me. I dare not look up at him if I do not want more problems for myself.

He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes. He smirked evilly at me, and I felt my ears ringing before I could even process what was going on. He slapped me. I did not even do anything wrong, and he slapped me; I heard people around me laughing mockingly. 

"You dare to be in the same room as me and look me in the eye, slut? What have I told you about disrespect and the consequences that come with it?" he growled at me angrily and gripped my chin to the point that it started hurting.

Tears streamed down my face, and Jasmine whimpered lowly in my head; her mate was hurting her, and she could not even communicate with his wolf side because she had to stay hidden for our safety. She receded to the back of my mind, leaving me to face this monster alone. I guess I'm on my own now.

"I need to teach you a lesson that will permanently put you in your place, a lesson I should have taught you sooner. You'd be ready for me tonight; I'd take you however I want, and you'll take it like the whore that you are. Make sure you clean up nice after my coronation tonight. I'll deal with you, and others can have their turn," he said, and loud cheers went off in the room.

I could not believe my ears. He was going to ra*e me. He was going to ra*e me; they're horrible people, but no one ever dared to take my innocence. I've lost everything. I can't lose the only dignity I have left. 

I felt disgusted and wanted to puke out my insides. How can anyone be so vile and cruel? He said he wanted to ra*e me, and everyone cheered him on? Freya was in the room when he said it, and she had no problems with that. Just great.

He said right after their coronation. I need to get as far away from here as I can. I can't go on like this. This pack is fucked up, and I refuse to live like this anymore. I'd rather go rogue than live in a pack that has no mercy for those who were once a part of them.

They shortly left, and I fell to the ground; I was still in shock at what I saw and heard. He was going to break me completely and then give me to his friends to humiliate. I won't wait for such to happen. 

I'll protect you, Jas. I'll protect us. I'll not let anybody taint you. I'd rather die running, were my thoughts as I finally found the strength to leave my position on the floor and made my way to the basement.

Tonight. I have to leave tonight!