One

Magnolia's POV

The hallway to my classroom seemed a bit quiet, as students ran off to their respective classes.

I looked around praying hard not to find any of Alph Aldean’s gang bro's like they call themselves. 

As I got to my locker, hoping not to be delayed by any pranks as usual. 

The memory of Aldean holding my hair to the locker resurfaced in my head.

 I shut my eyes tight, trying to shake it off.

Good thing I didn't bump into him on my way to school today like every other day.

"Because if I had done that, I'd be dead meat" I thought to myself.

I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down as I got into the school premises.

He was a normal student like everyone else, yet was feared by many.

The teachers distanced themselves from him, avoiding any form of interaction with him if possible.

Alpha Aldean enjoyed beating students up and showed no remorse for doing so.

As I hurried to get my books from my locker, I heard Allen his Beta call out my name as he had a bat in his hand.

I was doomed...

I turned wishing for them to go away.

Too late...

I had my nose broken from the whip I got from the bat.

I fell to the ground as I winced in pain.

I held on to my already bleeding nose as I stood to my feet picking up my books that were scattered all over the place.

"We'll see you at lunch," they said running off.

My life sucked right now, I couldn't fight the tears that ran down my cheeks.

"I'm so sorry dear" I heard my stepsister say as she approached me trying to help.

 She saw the expression on my face and nodded somberly.

"Don't worry I'll help you dear Omega girl" she added.

 I managed to throw her off me as I wiped my nose with my handkerchief.

I shook my head realizing I was running late for class.

I ran off to class…

On entering the class, the teacher Mr. Liam who happened to be my favorite tutor had already started the class.

He stopped for a moment when I walked into the class. 

And it was certain I was indeed late.

I could tell from the look he had on his face, he had noticed the blood that gushed out from my nose profusely and was curious about what had happened.

“See me after the class young lady,” he said with a frown on his face.

 I hurried off to my seat trying not to call any more attention to myself.

The whole morning class, I got troubled glances from around the students that sat my way.

As an Omega, life in any pack wasn't really on the good side for us as we were never treated nicely by other werewolves.

Living in a powerful hollow pack has always been a nightmare 

Ever since the very day, I found my omega wolf at the age of ten,

 My life had been nothing but a living hell.

I wished for all of it to go away sooner than expected as I was slowly losing my hopes of finally being happy someday.

And finally getting my wolf to speak to me. 

After the class, I held onto my backpack ready to leave.

 Heading for Mr. Liam's office.

I was ready to skip lunch just so I could get away from the gang.

I wondered how worse it would have been having Alpha Aldean here.

 On getting to the door of my class, I heard someone familiar 

giggling.

He's here...

I froze for a moment, not wanting to proceed with my steps.

As I got close, I didn't see the foot Allen his Beta had placed by the door.

I walked into him, falling over and tripping on my face.

"Silly Omega" They called out.

I was shocked to see Alpha Aldean staring without even a word to me.

Which was unlike him.

He had this evil smirk like he was happy with all that was happening.

I ran off not wanting to make more eye contact with students that stood by the hallway watching me.

"W-what??" Mr. Liam sounded like he was utterly shocked.

"Tell me what exactly happened dear, that doesn't sound like what happened," He said.

"You can't get a broken nose from just falling" He added.

Oh well, I guess it was... I thought to myself.

 I didn't want things more complicated with Aldean, so I hid the truth about being bullied like every other student would.

"If you say so dear, he said softly as he escorted me out"

"Make sure you do something about that broken nose" 

He said tapping on my shoulders.

 I wondered why he even cared.

No one did anyway. 

I gave a nod in agreement with all he had said.

He stood by the door watching me, as I hurried off.

As I left, I caught a glimpse of my stepsister standing afar off.

Her eyes to the direction of the office where I stood with Mr. Liam.

Why the hell is she following me around??

I was almost sixteen but still haven't found my mate.

But was shocked when I heard the alpha call me his mate.

I wondered what brought him over to Mr. Liam's office.

Looking so angry like he had his birth rights taken from him.

“I can never be mates with an Omega like you,” he said.

I cried when I heard him say those words to me.

I couldn't stand being rejected and humiliated all at once, so I ran off.

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Growing up here, known to be weak by other members of the pack hasn't been an easy task.

Although I had gotten used to people mocking and making fun of me all the time.

I was known to be the daughter of the general of PowerfulHollow Pack but was never treated that way.

Our pack happened to be amongst the great packs in the Lycan kingdom.

We had men and warriors who never lost any battle with other rival packs.

My mother was betrothed to the general as a gift after he had won win his first fight with a vampire a long time ago.

But at that time.

 it turned out that my mom was barren which made the general marry another wife who was the general's mate. Mrs. Corrine.

She turned the affairs of my mum completely away from the general.

Leaving my mum all to herself.

But unfortunately for her, I was born.

Still, my father neglected her leading to her death after the night I was born.

As he had fallen out of love with her.

I was left under the care and supervision of my stepmother his new wife.

Who never for once liked me as she believed I was nothing like the others. 

And a complete replica of my mother.

A disgrace to every womanhood.

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As I woke up from my cell of a room like every other morning of my miserable existence.

I gave a tap on the cell door for the guards to know I am awake and ready for the day's torture.

After I had breakfast done, I carried it into the didn't room to see all of them sitting and waiting to be served.

My Father the general, my stepmother, and my stepsister.

I knelt on the ground as expected as they ate.

I was only allowed to leave my submissive position after everyone had finished their meal.

“If you so much as blink wrong, you are dead,” My stepmother said as I had the dining table cleared.

I let out a sigh of relief on getting to the kitchen.

Finally being able to breathe properly.

I held my hand up to my face wishing I had it all in control. 

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I cleaned up the dishes.

Feeling very sad and alone, I tried to contact my wolf.

But she didn't answer.

Moments later the door was swung open, I tiredly lifted my head to find my Stepmother standing by the door staring like I had done something wrong.

I thought for a moment about how long I would have to keep up with her empty rants and beating.

“Did you call me ma?” I asked.

Anger flickered in her eyes as she came close.

I instantly regretted ever asking that.

I took a deep breath ready to take in whatever she had in mind to do.

She held on to my hair, as she had her hand fully on my face hitting it back and forth.

I cried out for the general to hear.

But what good was it doing that.

He never complained one bit about badly they treated me.

“Speak to me in such a manner again and you will have yourself to blame,” she said pushing me off to the floor.

I was in the middle of tearing up when she held onto my hand.

Headed to my cell.

“She's not to be seen around the house till nightfall” I heard her say to the guards.

As I was thrown into my room and locked, like a prisoner.

Like they normally did.

I opened my eyes to a dull room wishing for my miserable existence to finally cease existence.

Sighing in sadness I got up to my feet looking into the mirror to see a pale young girl staring back at me.

I looked uglier by the day.

I pinched the bridge of my wounded nose, as I thought to myself. 

It will get better…