Not Just A Luna I Am Alpha

I am Chastity Reid. Chassy for short and an omega. My mother, Merlisa, is one, too, of the Red Moon Pack and found her mate in human territory who happens to be my father, whom I haven’t remembered or seen since I was a child. I don’t remember my mom treating me nicely either. She was always yelling and shouting at me, which made me realize at such a young age that she didn’t care or love me. 

We have our own house but we both work in the pack house. And there was no time that she would shout at me every time she saw me. As I entered the lion's lair within the pack house, the atmosphere was tense. A boiling pot was in my mother's hands as she stood at the stove, a once-vibrant lady now overcome by resentment. As I stepped inside the door, my heart was thumping.

"About time you showed up, you useless creature," she shouted with her eyes shrinking into slits of contempt. “Did you really think I'd continue to make your terrible meals?”

I attempted to remain calm as my throat constricted and a lump formed. "I'm sorry, Mom," I said.

"Sorry?" she replied with a sarcastic melody in her laugh. “Omega, you're simply a burden and a continuous reminder of your pitiful excuse for a father, so sorry doesn't cut it.” she added. I made fists with my hands and dug my nails into my palms. Each of the remarks pierced my tender sense of self-worth like a blade. Determined not to give her satisfaction, I bit my lip to hold back a response.

Then a bunch of young omegas entered the room as if on cue, their eyes gleaming with vile delight. They functioned as a pack inside a pack, and their power came from their mutual contempt for me. Then Arlene, who had a twisted smile, took the lead and moved forward and made a sarcastic remark, "Well, well, see who chose to bless us with her appearance. Did you emerge from your burrow specifically to make us all ill?”

My heart was thumping like a caged bird as my eyes darted from one face to another. I want to get away from their never-ending assault, but I’m aware that doing so would only make things worse. So I said, "Leave me alone," barely audible.

Arlene’s hands were visibly placed against her chest as she pretended to be surprised. "Oh, did the omega just speak? I had no idea you could put words together."

The bunch burst out laughing, sending vicious laughter reverberating off the walls. My fingers clenched at my sides as my cheeks burned with embarrassment and I still had to put up with this in order to demonstrate that their words couldn't harm me.

Then another omega scoffed, a sly grin spreading over her lips, "You know, I heard omegas like you are good for one thing.”