*Vera’s POV**“You useless Omega bitch!” My stepfather Derek roared, yanking a fistful of my hair.“No! Father, please!” I screamed, tears filling my eyes as pain shot through my scalp. He tore at my hair, but I knew he wasn’t going to let go. “Shut up, you foolish little slut! You deserve far worse than this. How dare you steal from me?” He spat at me, his voice dripping with venom.“I didn’t steal from you, sir! I’m not a thief!” I cried, but my words fell on deaf ears. He shoved me to the ground, his boot connecting with my stomach. I screamed in pain, but deep down, I knew it was pointless—no one was coming to save me.“No, you’re far worse than a thief. You’re a shameless, lying Omega slut who killed her own mother!” he hissed.“Please, sir, it wasn’t me,” I begged, trying to make him see reason. “Then who was it? Who stole my money?” he demanded.“It—it was Amanda. I saw her going through your drawers while you were sleeping,” I stammered, instantly regretting it. We both knew
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