The Wolf Realm~13 years later, The night before Kara’s 18th birthday
The Wolf Realm-13 years later
Dimitri
My fist holds tight on the glass in my hand. Tomorrow, she turned 18 and I couldn’t wait to toss her to my pack when I was done with her. I wasn’t into children or teenagers; I wasn’t that much of a monster, but I would be the one to destroy her last shred of dignity before letting the pack have their way with her. Ever since I found out that she was Stefan's spawn, I made sure her life became the Hell it deserved. I still remember the joy I felt when news spread that the Royal family was dead and King Julius had taken over the throne as was his right. The pack had a week-long celebration. The glass shatters in my hand as I remember the rage I felt towards my mate when Marcus told me she knew who the brat was and had all along, making them all lie to me. Millie and Ada were sent away, where I’d have preferred them to be all along. An Alpha had no use for a female offspring, well, except to marry her off for an alliance, but that didn’t mean she needed to be around until then. My darling mate learned her place quickly, and Kara was sent to the stables and forced to work with the Omegas every day. Kara…She’s the one who should be feeling my wrath. I glance at the mess on my desk and lap and quickly mind-link an omega to ask where Kara was and to have someone clean my office. Finding out she was cleaning the Luna’s rooms, I stormed through the house and crashed through the door, startling her. She looks to the floor, head bowed in submission. I stand in front of and kick over the bucket of water she’s standing next to. I slap her across the face, and she falls to the ground silently, the dirty water soaked up by her clothes. She curled into a ball and lay there silently. I snarl at her lack of reaction. I reach out and kick her hard enough that she slides across the wet floor and smacks the dresser corner. She screams out this time, barely drowning out the crunch of bone breaking from the impact.
“Clean it up and be done before the Luna returns.” I spit on her and stroll out. I storm back to my office, catching the Omega as she’s leaving. I grab her hair and drag her back into my office, locking the door. I start to unbuckle my belt, and she sheds silent tears for what's coming.
Kara
I lay against the dresser for a few minutes after the Alpha leaves. Come on, Kara, this isn't your first set of broken ribs. Get up or it’s going to get worse. I tell myself, biting my lip hard enough to draw blood as I struggle against the dresser to stand up. Taking a few breaths, I use my hand to hold my ribs as I struggle through the first few steps towards the new mess. Damn it, I was almost done in here. I grumble and set about cleaning up the mop water spreading across the floor. I have to get away from here. The Alpha doesn’t want me here anyways. I wish I knew what I’d done so wrong to make him hate me so much. I just know if I don’t get out of here, he’s going to kill me one of these days. I finish cleaning up and leave the room, rounding the corner as I hear footsteps coming from behind me. A door opens and closes softly, and I know I just avoided the Luna. I miss her so much, she won’t even look at me anymore. Since the Alpha banished Ada and sent me to the barn, I had only seen Luna Clara once. She caught my gaze one day when I was trying to help serve dinner and had dropped a tray of food. Her eyes held so much sadness for me that I wanted to run to her. The Alpha had stood up and pulled her from the room by her arm and she never looked my way again. I continued through my day, each room a repeat from the previous. I was in charge of the Alpha and Luna’s floor, which consisted of 3 large bedrooms, each similar to a 3-bedroom apartment with an attached master bathroom. There were also the offices from each of them and a meeting room large enough for 50 people. By the time I was done, I was exhausted and hoping to relax before the meal. Glancing at the clock, I seen that wasn’t going to happen and rush off to the kitchens, barely avoiding being late. Marta clicks her tongue at me, her special way of scolding me without anyone knowing. The Alpha forbade anyone from interacting with me more than they had to. Marta looked around and seen no one looking and gave me a subtle nod. I made my way to the sinks to get washed up, before heading into the large pantry. I walk to the back and lean against the shelf there, taking a small breather.
“Be quick, where did he get you?” Marta asks quietly, as she sneaks in from the other side, pulling the hidden medical supplies we have stashed there.
“My ribs again.” I reply, wincing as I pull my ratty shirt up to show her. She growls and begins to wrap a bandage tightly around me. I hiss and grab the shelf to steady myself. She pecks my forehead and stashes everything back. She grabbed a few loafs of bread and walks out. I grab a try and begin loading the rest of the bread onto it. I hoist it up and carry it out and set it on the counter. I begin slicing the bread and laying it neatly on a serving tray while the rest of the Omegas set about finishing the large pans of stew. A bell tolls through the kitchen, and we all grab trays and begin to carry them to the Alpha’s table, as he was served first. I lowered my head as I placed the tray in front of him, careful to not touch him. As I had almost pulled away, he grabs my arm and stands up, gathering everyone’s attention. He looks around and my heart turns cold when he smiles.
“She is 18 tomorrow” and every male wolf in the place howled. I knew I had to leave before midnight no matter what. The Alpha had just thrown me to the wolves, literally. In Alpha Dimitris pack, every unmated omega became a free toy to any male that wanted her until she found a mate or was kept as a breeder, and I was not about to be either. I spent the rest of the night planning my escape as I finished serving the meal. I managed to swipe a knife from the kitchen when no one was looking. If I got caught, I was as good as dead, this way I can hopefully get some payback.