Chapter 1- Shame

Kyra's POV

"Let go of me! Leave alone!" 

My dad pushed me forward violently and I nearly tripped and lost my footing. 

"Move, you useless girl! Filthy blooded Omega!"

I felt a hot slap connect with my cheek and I was down on my knees. My cheek stung and my eyes brimmed with tears. What had I done to deserve this? 

We were soon at the pack house doors.

"No! I don't want to go in! Let me go!" 

I struggled to escape my father's grasp but he held on tight and slammed me against a wall. I screamed in pain and crumpled to the floor. My entire body felt numb. I just wanted this pain to end.

"You dare to defy me?!"

Another slap connected with my face but I felt nothing but numbness. I was empty.

He grabbed my hair, pulled me up and dragged me inside. The guards watched with keen and sick interest as they delighted in my torture. The maids stopped working and watched me being dragged along to the Alpha's office. I could hear their giggles and whispers as they pointed at me and tailed me from afar.

I was dragged up stairs and soon we were in front of a grand door. My father knocked and soon, we were ushered in.

He gripped my hair even tighter and pulled me inside. I didn't know what to focus on: the grandeur of the room or the maddening pain in my scalp as I felt my hair being ripped from the roots. 

I was thrown to the floor roughly and I chose to stay there. I had no resolve to fight. It was pointless.

"Ahhh, Mr. Grey, what a pleasant surprise."

A silky deep voice filled the room but I dared not to look up.

"Alpha Draco."

I heard footsteps approach me and suddenly a rough hand grabbed my chin and forced me to look upwards. 

My eyes clashed with the darkest pair I had ever seen and the handsome face to which they belonged.

For a brief second, the world seemed to stop spinning but then, he let go of me roughly, like I was a disgusting piece of trash.

"I want to sell her to you," my dad said, without a trace of remorse.

There was a silence and then the Alpha spoke; his voice delightful and airy.

"How much do you want for her...?"

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A cold bucket of water splashed all over me and I was jerked awake violently. I must have slept off. I had been dreaming.

As I tried to regain my composure, I felt a hand connect painfully with my wet face.

"Filthy Omega! How dare you sleep on the job?!"

The force sent me reeling into the puddle of water on the floor. The head maid stood over me and around her stood several other maids, watching my ordeal with delight. 

"The banquet is in a two days! Get this place cleaned up now or you are missing lunch as well!"

She drove her point home by kicking me in the stomach and finally she walked away. I sat in the puddle of water with my head low, ashamed to look at the other snickering faces around me.

Everyday was always the same. I kept having dreams about the day that my dad sold me to Alpha Draco. What was my offense? I was of Omega blood. An omega born to a family of Alpha's.

 My parents had sold me to Alpha Draco three years ago but only my dad had the nerve to bring me to this wretched place.

I got off the floor and just as I was about to walk over to the closet for a mop, I had one thrown at me and it hit me painfully in the forehead. The maids began to laugh.

"Ohhh, I didn't know Kyra was blind too. Typical omega blood. Weak and useless. At least we weren't sold here by our parents and we are actually getting paid for this job." 

"She still looks as raggedy as the day she came here. I'm not surprised that she doesn't have a mate yet. If possible she might never find one."

Another fit of laughter rippled round but I just ignored it and continued to work. There was nothing I could do. I had accepted my fate a long time ago and fighting was pointless. What was there to fight for?

Soon, one by one, they slinked away, back to their duties and I was left alone. My stomach rumbled; I hadn't eaten anything all day and my knees were weak. I was soon done with the mopping and headed to my room, in the basement, to change.

As I did, a silent tear ran down my cheeks. Crying was useless but that was all I could do at the moment. 

Suddenly, the door bursted open and I jumped in fright, It was the head maid again.

She eyed me in disgust before she spoke up again.

"The Alpha wants to see all the maids right now. Wear something that makes you look like a human and get something to eat. I wouldn't want you passing out in front of him. You are a big enough disgrace already."

She slammed the door shut and I was alone again. I dreaded every meeting with the Alpha. He was the most handsome, yet cruel wolf I knew. I saw the way he looked at me every time our eyes locked. It brought back memories of the day I was sold to him.

 The same memories that haunted my dreams.

I dashed up and ran into the kitchen, I was starving. I opened the fridge and found the leftovers from breakfast this morning. 

They were cold but my stomach didn't care. It wanted food and it was better to just gobble it up quickly than to have another haughty maid, slap it out of my hand. 

I headed to the main room after I had finished my hasty meal. I saw the other maids standing in a line, waiting for the Alpha.

I went to stand beside them and they moved out of the way in disgust. There was nothing that I could do.

Suddenly, the door bursted open and the shuffling of feet and whispering stopped. The other maids stood up straight, blushing and smiling. 

Alpha Draco had lost his mate about two years ago. He wasn't looking for a new Luna but almost every girl wanted him.

 I wanted roll my eyes at the delusional faces of the girls that stood next to me. Couldn't they see him for the tyrant he was? I was weak but I am probably the only one with any sense.

"Good morning. As you all know, there will be a banquet holding in two days time. The Alpha of Blood Fang has ensured peace between us for year and we need to celebrate that..."

I watched quietly as the girls began to swoon as he talked, obviously lost in the silkiness of his voice. I tired not to roll my eyes. It was so sickening.

"... some of you will be attending to the food and drinks and some will be in charge of the guests. You all are pretty girls–"

His eyes drifted to me and I began to wish that the ground would engulf me.

"–except for you, Kyra."

The other maids began to laugh and I dropped my head even lower.

He walked up to me and put a finger under my chin.

 I felt my face forced up, a sharp pain followed and soon, my blood dripped down the front of my clothes. 

He had used his claw to hurt me. I tried not to cry and look him straight in the eye. His voice had stopped being silky and was now dangerously husky. 

"You will be the waiter, Kyra. Make sure you dress like the slave that you are..."

He left my chin and my hands instantly held onto the wound he had inflicted on me.

"Dismissed" he finished and walked out of the main room while we all bowed in respect.

The tears in my eyes were starting to pour as I quickly ran out to the basement to tend to my injury.