The Beginning

Amelia's POV

"Amelia, what are you still doing in that kitchen?" Elena called out angrily.

I was about to respond before her voice came again.

"My feet won't wash themselves," Elena screamed again.

"I will be out in a moment," I screamed back at her.

She asked me to make her a bowl of pasta and clean up the kitchen, now she's asking me to come clean her feet for her.

"When coming out, get me a glass of cold water," Ellen screamed immediately as I attempted to open the kitchen door.

I rolled my eyes angrily and hissed silently before going back to get Ellen the glass of water he requested.

Elena and Ellen are known to be the most troublesome twins, they are a true definition of a pain in the ass.

They sit down all day pressing their phone while I do the chores all alone.

"I will tell Mother to find a way and convince Father so he can get you out of this house and, most importantly, this pack.

You are too sluggish for me." Elena screamed at me as I walked closer to her.

"Then you should at least do them yourself and know how it feels," I muttered.

"What did you just say?" Ellen asked, walking up to me and ready to pour the glass of cold water he was holding on me.

"I was only apologizing and saying I would be faster next time," I said.

"Then apologize appropriately," Ellen said.

"I'm sorry," I said, getting on my knees.

I had to say something and at least defend myself to avoid stories that touched the heart.

Elena once heard what I muttered behind her mother when she scolded me. She simply called me into her room in a friendly tone and bathed me with hot water mixed with hot pepper.

She dragged me outside her room while I scratched my body in pain and locked me inside her room where no one could hear me scream.

I was treated like a slave which I wasn't.

While Ellen passed beside me, he still dropped the cold water on me not minding how cold it was.

"Do you have anything to say or do you want my mom coming after you?" Ellen asked, rolling his eyes at me.

"Do I have to tell you that my feet are yet to be washed?" Elena asked, pushing her dirty nails into my mouth.

Elena and Ellen would always turn me into their slave anytime Alpha Barker traveled to the human world or visited other packs for official reasons.

I was about to focus on Elena's nails when I saw her carrying up the soap. She was hot with a bowl of hot water and dropped it on my head.

As if the pain wasn't enough, she dropped her bowl of hot pasta on my head making me scream in pain.

I stood up hurriedly and rushed to her bathroom to clean up, but instead, she dragged me outside her room, leaving me alone to find the way to my room.

Since Elena's room wasn't far from mine, all I just did was walk with my hands placed on the wall till I got to my room door.

"What's happening here?" I heard Nina's voice.

If Nina gets to see me in this state, the pain I'm currently receiving will be tripled. I thought as I hurriedly went into my room.

Nina and her twins hated me with every guy they had. Nina's prayer every day was that the Alpha be out every day so she could take the opportunity to treat me like a slave.

An Omega in the Paxon pack is even living a better life than I do. They only have selected hours to do their chores while I do my chores every single minute including washing Elena's feet.

"Amelia!!!" I heard Nina's voice as she walked closer to my room. I had to quickly rush to my toilet and clean up the mess Elena did on my body.

"Didn't you hear me call out your name?" Nina asked followed by an unexpected resounding slap.

"What?" I screamed.

"What did I tell you about reporting to me immediately when I called you?" Nina asked angrily.

"I'm sorry Mom!" I said going down on my knees.

"I would never give birth to someone as stupid as you are. I have two wonderful twins already." Nina said.

I looked up and saw both Elena and Ellen standing close to Nina as they played games on their iPads.

"We can't even share our mom with a piece of shit like you," Elena said, rolling her eyes at me.

"This should be the last time you would refer to me as your mom. The next time this repeats itself, I won't hesitate to throw you out of this pack, and nobody dares question me, including Alpha Barker, who picked you up from the Streets." Nina said.

Yeah! That's me.

I was picked up from the streets by Alpha Barker when I was three years old. The only person I regarded as a mom then abandoned me to the cold hands of the world.

She only said to go out and look for what we would eat for that day but I never got to see her again.

I fed on people's food remnants as a child, I slept in the streets for three days.

It was during one of Alpha Barker's visits around the packs that he saw me and picked me up.

He asked one of his warriors to drop me off in the infirmary, where I tried to connect with young minds like me because I had been isolated for a long time, according to the doctor who attended to me.

Alpha Barker would always check up on me every day till I was officially five years old and ready to be adopted.

I was happy when I got the news that Alpha Barker was the one who had come to adopt me.

The woman who took care of us gave me a farewell celebration with the other children singing happily.

I made a promise that I would always come to celebrate my birthday in the infirmary every year.

I was even more happy when Alpha Barker took me home and Nina, his Luna, accepted me with all her heart and even treated me like her child, not until she got pregnant later.

I started doing the chores of ten people. I thought everything I was doing was just for the time being, but then she even gave birth, and everything became worse.

I kept getting beaten every day, the omegas chores, Elena, and Ellen became my responsibility.

"Alpha Barker picked you from the streets." Nina would always say each time I try reminding her that I am not an Omega yet.

"I'm home!" Came Alpha Barker's voice.