Second chance: Mated to the Hidden Alpha

Amelia's pov: 

Have you ever looked up at the sky and felt hurt? Sometimes some things aren't meant to be. 

It was 2:16 pm and I was sitting in the backyard cleaning my injured area with ointment when I heard a rustling sound from behind. 

I could hear the footsteps but I ignored them but as the sounds approached, I knew that it was coming in my direction. 

"Get up from there and go and finish up your work!!" I heard someone yell at me to go and work, I quickly hid the ointment beside me to avoid her getting any glimpse. 

Turning around I was met with Caroline, the kitchen head maid. I nodded before walking out of the place.

However, something still had me confused. Each time I am seriously injured, someone could secretly send me an ointment.

But as a slave in this pack, no one should care about me at all, so for the sake of insurance, I never dared to speak out. 

As an omega, I was exhausted every day, doing laundry, and cooking and being dismissed as bad food and unclean clothes. 

Everyone in the pack could laugh and point at me. I am always dirty and smelly, but one thing with me is that I never dared to repute no matter what.  I am so oddly quiet that you could hardly hear my whisper.

No one in the pack knew that  I am also the daughter of  Alpha Willow, who was well-known for his reputation.

A fierce, merciful, and powerful Alpha but our pack was invaded by an enemy pack which was no other than this pack that I am staying in now. 

I was the only one who survived the attack and was captured. When I was captured, I thought that those men were remorseful for what they did but so sad I was being dragged into a life full of misery and pain. 

At the tender age of ten, I was assigned to do all the house chores in the pack. 

Their pack name is the same as their behavior, a black storm pack filled with heartless and cruel creatures. 

I was turned into the pack slave by the Alpha and his two devil sons Allen and Albin. 

The main reason I stayed all day enduring the humiliation and burden was, for one thing, the hope of avenging my parent's death in the future. 

Though I don't know how to do it, I have this strong feeling that she could do it.

And since none of them knew about me having Alpha blood, I believed that it wouldn't be difficult for me to carry on.

Oh, so sad……. And I thought that I could live a normal life with my parents, I thought that tragedy couldn't come our way but I was just hallucinating. 

My heart tightened as the image of my parents lying in a pool of blood flooded my mind. 

I could remember vividly how my parents were slaughtered to death by the brutal and cruel Alpha Khalid, the ferocious and murderous creature. 

I recall seeing blood pierce all over the place with two adults lying lifeless on the floor which were no other than my parents. 

The image of my parents haunts me every night, the pain of watching my parents die in their pool of blood breaks me. 

I hated the fact that I couldn't do anything then but what could I  do when I was ten years old?

My once quiet life turned upside down within a minute, my misery became the very day that our pack was invaded by the vicious Alpha. 

My eyes watered but I blinked them back and focused on what I was doing but some stubborn ones kept dripping down my face wetting my cheeks, and the painful cry of my parents at their dying minute kept echoing in my head. 

Scrubbing and mopping the place, tears kept dripping out of my eyes. 

To avoid creating any awareness, I shoved the depressing feelings at the back of my head. 

We were just two slaves tidying up the whole hallway and staircase but my own was different because I hadn't been fed for days now. 

"Aren't you done with that?" I heard a feminine voice say that to me.

Turning behind me, I mumbled, "Not yet, ma…." 

"Do that fast for you still have a lot of work to do!!" With a disgusted face, she said before walking out of the place.

My shoulder shudders in pain and terror, I haven't eaten for a while, and I haven't eaten for days now but here I am working myself to death. 

My injured part hurts, and I tremble in pain when still cleaning the staircase. 

I don't want Miss Caroline coming the second time to remind me of my other work because that will result in a severe beating and I am not ready for another debacle this morning.

With a pail of water and a mop, I was informed by someone that Albin and Allen were coming to see me. 

Immediately the words left the person's mouth, and I noticed my body vibrating in fear and pain. 

The mention of those brothers sends terrifying chills down my spine causing my body to rattle in dismay. 

My eyes glinted with panic as they glazed around thoughtfully looking for where to hide but I knew very well to wait for them than to escape. 

I tried to shake the restlessness within when a frown settled in between my brow causing me to become afraid again. 

My leg twitched trying to get me to move but I maintained my position with difficulty, my hands were shaky and wiggling in fear. I kept the pail on the floor to avoid pouring off the water. 

Adrenaline pumped into my vein ceaselessly as I trembled in fear, the more I tried to overcome the uneasiness the harder it became. 

My hands suddenly become clumsy as my leg felt so heavy to stand on. 

My eyes roam around as I wonder why these people who are so cruel to me should come to see me.