The Wolves of Banglador

Hazel recoiled as Luna came at her with a whip, her senses overwhelmed by terror.

" Pl- ease- see," she pleaded, tears streaming down her face, her hands joined together as a plea, her back hitting the dungeon wall stopping her from moving back as Luna Katherine approached her with the whip.

" Why?" The Luna asked laughing crazily, bloodlust visible in her eyes scaring the hell out of Hazel

" You killed him," she declared in anger, her eyes filled with bloody veins.

" He picked you up from the bush but you repaid him by getting him killed,'' she said as she lashed the whip at Hazel, making her scream in pain.

" No-," Hazel started but was cut short by Luna Katherine who hit her with the whip.

" You ungrateful wench," Luna Katherine said as she whipped her again, she squatted down and hugged her head.

" You killed him," Luna Katherine said with a deranged laughter as she continued whipping her despite her vulnerable position.

" Mom-,"

" Don't you dare call me that," Luna said, dropping the whip and storming off in anger.

***

" Haze," someone called, and Hazel woke up with a start, gasping, her breath came out in short hurried pants. She patted her chest trying to steady her breathing.

" It was all a dream," Angela, Hazel's only friend and roommate, said , patting her back comfortingly.

Hazel made eye contact with Angela and she saw pity in her eyes, Hazel's eyes clouded over as they both knew it was not a dream it was a figment of Hazel's memory that cannot be forgotten. It was when she was thirteen after the alpha died in a rogue attack, but he died saving her, since then Hazel's life has been living hell.

" We have to get ready now madam Harper would soon be here," Angela said and stood up from Hazel's bed she was sitting on, " okay," Hazel said, nodding her head meekly. She stood up from the bed as she made her way into the bathroom.

She came out of the bathroom shivering, omegas are not allowed the luxury of warm water.

" Quickly get dressed, it is almost six," Angela said and handed Hazel maid uniform to her.

" Thank you," she said and collected the clothes from her. Angela is already dressed in her own uniform that consisted of a white shirt and black pinafore.

" Let's go," Angela said as the first bell rang, a warning for all Omegas to come out before madam Harper starts going around.

Hazel quickly slipped on her pair of shoes and followed Angela out.

All Omegas are to stand in front of their room as madam Harper makes roll calls. Two girls were assigned to one room.

Omegas are those born of werewolf parents but are born without a wolf, so they are practically human except that they are even a little bit weaker than humans.

" Number 056" madam Harper called as she moved nearer to where Angela and Hazel stood, Angela nudged her to remind her of it being her turn after number 057.

" Number 058," she called when she was in front of Hazel.

" Here ma," Hazel said as she meekly raised her hand, her head lowered. She has come to learn in a hard way that when talking to a superior you look down and not into their eyes.

After the last number which was 060 was called they were all assigned to their duties with Hazel and Angela being assigned to the kitchen with other five Omegas to make breakfast for the pack members living in the pack house which were majorly the high ranking members.

" Haze, careful there," Angela said, steadying her from dropping the ceramics she was carrying.

" Tha-nk you," Hazel stammered out as one of the Omega glared unhappily at her.

After a while the breakfast was ready and they all set the long table that can contain fifty people since they were mainly for the high ranking officials.

" Are you done putting the dishes out?" madam Harper asked entering the kitchen.

" Yes ma'am," they all chorused as they formed a straight line.

" Good," she said and left the kitchen. Immediately she left the kitchen, the girls started engaging one another with petty talks and gossip. Hazel found a corner to stand waiting for when the bell for breakfast will be rung.

" Are you okay?" Angela asked her concern marred her features

" Yes," she whispered inaudibly.