Chapter 1. The Beginning

Jane  P.O.V.

Staring at the mirror I could see that all the cuts on my back were healing, there were closed for the first time in 2 weeks. They still hurt as hell, but at least my clothes won’t give them away to anyone anymore. My parents don’t like it when other people see my blood, bruises or wounds. That will disgust the people, well at least that’s what my parents say.

My cuts are closed now, that gives me hope that I could go back to school again, I was missing a lot lately. It’s my last year and if I go on like this, I know for sure that I had to do this year all over again. Quickly I put on my clothes and got down the stairs quietly, so I won’t wake up anyone.

When I reached the dinner room, I closed the door so the sounds of me setting the table will be as minimum as possible. After setting the table I walked to the kitchen, closed that door too. I begin to start making breakfast. An hour and a half later there were eggs, bacon, tea, coffee, fruit and bread on the table. My stomach rumbles at the side of all the food.

I already hadn’t eating for 2 days, but eating something from the table that will be a new beginning of beating for sure. I walked back to the kitchen and looked in the garbage can to see if the family had thrown away something from last night’s dinner.

Unfortunately, I saw that they already thrown out the garbage bag. They did that on purpose so I couldn’t eat anything, sometimes they forgot and I ate something out of it and after I thrown away so they would think they did it.

Lately my parents were very busy and nervous, it surprised me that they had time to throw away the garbage, maybe my sister Romy had done it. There were rumors around the pack grounds that something exiting was about to happen soon.

After searching for a while, I found some old bread that had some mold spots on it. I sliced a little piece of it without any mold and thought this would be okay for now. I took some water with the bread to flush it down better.

Once done eating I took all my stuff and cleaned everything, I thrown the bread away and didn’t think that would be a problem, after all they will never eat bread with mold on it. I looked at the clock in the kitchen and saw that it was at least 30 minutes before the first family member will be down. Without any thoughts I walked straight through the backdoor and into the forest that was around the house.

Our pack isn’t called The Forest Pack for a reason, our forest is the biggest and most beautiful forest of the continent. I started walking to the lake, I loved walking through the forest it is always so calm in the morning. The lake was even more beautiful than the forest itself.

It didn’t move a lot so the reflection of the sun in the mornings and the moon in the evenings were spectacular. I was looking to the lake for a while dreaming of a simpler life, when all the sudden my watch alarm went off. It’s was almost time the family would be down so I had to go back to the house. I walked in and I went to the hallway and opened the door of the dinner room while standing next to it.

This was something I had to do every morning and evening when I was done making the food.

I needed to bow my head and great every family member with a good morning. Exactly they aren’t really my parents, my real/birth parents died in combat when the pack was under attack.

Well, that’s what my parents say, I sometimes doubt that story but I don’t remember my real parents so I have to go with it. I didn’t at to wait that long before everyone was walking down the stairs. My mother didn’t even look at me when see walked by, my father on the other hand growl at me and I knew I have to bow lower.

With my head almost against my knees, my younger sister walked by and I could hear her giggling. She always made fun of me, at home and school. Everyone at school knew who I was, the slave of the Beta family, the nobody. All her friends bullied me too.

The front door opens and my older sister Brittney and the Alpha’s son Dean walk in and scream that they have arrived. Brittney and Dean are mates. They are already marked and mated with a ceremony so they’re ready to take over the Pack one day. For now, Alpha Roan still wanted to do it himself. They life in the packhouse, but now and then they eat at our house.

I great them with a good morning and I quickly bow even further, if that’s even possible. Dean growls at me and I freeze. He also didn’t mind bullying me, he is just like his father Alpha Roan not really a talker and not very nice either. He walks past me with Brittney on his side and goes into the dining room where he is greeted my parents and Romy.

They didn’t have to bow yet because technically Dean wasn’t Alpha yet. My parents were so proud of Brittney for being the mate of Dean and the future Luna of the Pack. Brittney was the oldest, but I wasn’t allowed to have any man at my side, slaves aren’t allowed to have a partner in life. Slaves have to be available for the unmated wolfman in the Pack.

After they all set down, I got up and walked out of the door. I am not allowed in the house when Dean is visiting, only to open the door and great him with respect. After that I had to scram, as my father would always say. The reason was simple.

I am a slave, filthy, I am a nothing, I am the disgrace of the ‘family’. I walked into the woods again so I at least could feel free again. I started to think about my past while walking around.

Since I can remember I am the slave of the Beta family. When I could walk and talk, they already let me do chores, when I started to get older, they told me about my real/birth parents and that I was just there help and that I had to stop calling them mam and dad.

They told me that I was 8 months old when my real/birth parents died in the combat, mostly the orphans go to an Omega until they get a new family where they can live with. But this time Alpha Roan put me with the Beta family and said they could have me as a slave after they nurtured me.

When I got 8 years old, I wasn’t just the help anymore, I officially became the slave of the family. Turning 12 the Alpha demanded that I would clean the guesthouse after a party, gathering or when guest will arrive.

One of the most painful moments: when I turned 16 and my family went to the Alpha with the idea to make me not only the slave of the pack (sort of) but also the sex slave for pack members.

This idea came after an unmated girl of 17 lost her virginity to a guy who was 25 and didn’t find his mate yet. Alpha Roan wants the girls in our pack to stay a virgin until they find their mate. The man on the other hand were welcome to go to the local human bars to get sex from humans.

The Alpha knew that making me the Pack sex slave had its benefits. Because of the risk of getting a human pregnant was rare but not impossible. So Alpha Roan gladly agreed with the idea from my family. So, I was 16 and lost my virginity to Patrick who was 28 at the time.

Patrick never left after that; he is one of the regular customers that come by 2 sometimes 3 times a week. That means that I am a sex slave for 2 years now. The most painful moment was when I was 16 and I didn’t connect with my wolf, I still hadn’t connected with her.

I am 18 now and should be able to find my mate, but because that I’m the sex slave I’m not allowed to find my mate or have a partner in my life.

After walking for a while, I went back to the house to clean up all the mess they left at the table. Still deep in my thought about everything I’ve been through I felt a hard tug on my hair. I shock and scream a little for the pain it gave me.