Rejected By The Ruthless Omega's Mate
We have to go get t
, Jonas. I've always dre
rglary proof and brought my face a bit forward to get a clearer view of what was happening. Everyone went on with t
n the pack. That title had never been for me. No one loved to be close to me. They see
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tering the gardens only a few minutes earlier and I didn't have the strength to
k were the only reminder that I needed. I had come back from fetching some water ten minutes later than I was told.
ack as soon as the bucket touched the ground. She didn't want
lesh fly up into the air as the whip was withdrawn from my body. Blood oozed from my back with every stroke and tears gushed li
ny hours. I turned around to see what my back looked like and fresh tears began t
erge of another round of abuse if they caught me lying. I shut my eyes and even tried to hold my breath. "Maybe t
er I did sleep or not. My head was in a world of its own. I quickly opened my eyes and
do?" My mom asked, hands on her waist, as she took short, quick breaths.
..mom
e asked, cutting me short as
do themselves, would they?
to wait for her to leave first. I felt her hand on my cheek again for that insolent a
s, I couldn't help but wonder when all these would be over. I tried to imagine a world where I'd be accepted, just like ev
ly jumped as soon as my back made contact with the bedsheet. I wished it'll all end; the suffering and Ill-treatment. I wished
ut something else was; someth
get out of this mess that I'm in. I could go from being a miserly maid to being a protector of the pack. It was an amazing prospect, yet, I wasn't dumb enough to have
someday, I'd be free of these shackles. I looked forward
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ips for the wrong reasons. I w