Chapter 1

Chapter 1

EVA'S P.O.V

“Eva.” My heartbeat increased as I heard my name and a careful footstep.

Tears rolled down my eyes as I sobbed quietly in a corner. He was coming for me, he was coming again, my wounds were barely healed and he was back. 

Hugging myself in the spot I was, I silently prayed to the moon goddess to save me,  if this were a battle I would understand, but it was my entire life.

Having to work to live under your father's care could be the worst thing ever. The silence in the room scared me to death and I knew he was still there. 

I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder that caused me to scream, and my little brother giggled before running off to father, but father looked at me with anger written all over his face. 

“Get out of here, Felix. I need to talk to your sister.” Felix left in a hurry and I took a few steps away from him “... You little brat! I had warned you.” He removed a wipe from his pocket and I dodged it as he swung it towards me. 

“Father, let me explain please.” I knocked the glass off the table as I looked at him with trembling hands.

“Explain? I had warned you not to come out dressed in that, and you disgraced me right in front of everyone.” 

“Disgrace you? You asked me not to wear this dress, yet you provide nothing for me to wear. I have done nothing to you and all you do is treat me as though I weren't your daughter, I…" He slapped me across the face and blood rushed out of my nostrils, which made me laugh, “... Serving day and night, being a maid, being a slave to everyone in the pack yet my father, the only family I have left takes me as nothing but a disgrace, sometimes I wish I really knew who mum was.” my heartfelt heavy as I looked him in the eye but all I saw was disgust.

I walked away from him with tears filled in my eyes as I tried to contain it. I couldn't do this, I was unable to take this anymore. It's been fucking twenty years and nothing has changed, I am trapped within the four corners of this house with no escape. 

Running towards the end of the hallway I stopped slowly as my hands reached for the door knob but the moment I pushed it I noticed someone sitting on the bed and the lights suddenly went on.

“How dare you talk to your father that way?” My step-mother asked with a wooden spatula in her hand and I immediately backed away from the door to see my father standing right behind me. 

“I…" I tried to speak, but no words came out of my mouth.

She pulled me inside the room and my father locked the door before reaching his pocket and pulling out some shattered glass. He wouldn't dare, I looked at him with wide eyes, but he bent down to my level. 

“Open your mouth.”

“No father please, I…"

“Open your Goddamn mouth!” 

“Argh!!” I screamed as she hit me with the spatula and my father threw the glass into my mouth, causing me severe injuries. 

“Don't you dare spit it out" He slapped me across the face not once, not twice to make the pain worse and I spit out as I coughed out blood from swallowing some of it.

“Please let me go.” I begged with hope in my heart, but she continued to hit me with the spatula, causing unbearable pain in my body.

He removed the wipe from his pocket and continued to hit me with it and I cried and begged for their mercy, and they suddenly paused upon hearing the Pack's trumpet, which indicates a visitor.

“Get her ready and let her look new.” He gave orders to my step-mother who made me so confused as I was curled up in a corner crying my eyes out.

If only mum were here, all this wouldn't have happened.

I had hoped, I had prayed for some miracle to happen, for me to be saved but just like always, the moon goddess did nothing but turn a deaf to me. Was it a crime to be born without a mother? Was it a crime to yearn for love? 

What have I done? And who have I offended to deserve this? 

“Go to the bathroom and get freshened up.” She ordered, and I immediately stood up not wanting her to hit me again, and I rushed to the bathroom. 

My entire body was covered in bruises as I removed my clothes slowly, and I let out a small smile, at least there's no cut today externally of course.

My mouth had cuts of different kinds due to the scattered glass, but they will heal. I might be an Omega but with times my wounds become scars and I still heal faster than a human.

I freshened up and saw a dress upon the bed, which I presumed to be mine. I got ready and dressed, covered up my bruises with make - up and I brimmed as I saw how beautiful I looked. 

“Eva!” I heard my name outside, and I immediately rushed out, but I was hit by a strong arousal that I could barely stand on my feet.

I followed my father's scent and when I got downstairs, I realized he was seated in the sitting room with a man who gave out a bad arouse.

“Let me get… Oh, there she is” He turned around in his chair and the air in my lungs got knocked out. 

It can't be.

He stood up from the chair and walked towards me with a frown on his face while looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

“She's a fine exchange.”

Exchange? What was he talking about? I looked towards my father, but he didn't spare a glance.

“She's now your slave, Alpha Mark.”

Alpha Mark? I was going to be the slave of a man who killed his father?!