All Chapters of Tears Of A Broken Omega : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Rhea POV – 8 years old“Here,” Mom said, handing me my plastic doll, the one I had begged for for weeks and she’d saved up to get, as she shoved me into a storage room. “Stay here, don’t wander off. I’ll be back in a few hours.”Aside from her work at home, my mom sometimes worked as a maid at the pack estate. After all, she was just an omega, a single mother desperate to make ends meet.She wanted the best for me. So even though we were poor, I went to a private school while she worked herself half to death.Usually I stayed at Kenzie’s place whenever she had to work here, but Kenzie wasn’t home today.Mama placed my water bottle beside a stool in the corner, planted a quick kiss on my forehead, then slipped out and shut the door behind her.I was alone for hours, trying to distract myself by playing with my doll. But as the minutes passed, I got bored. The place smelled musty and my stomach wouldn’t stop growling, reminding me I hadn’t had lunch.Desperate, I left the storage room i

Rhea POVI didn’t fully believe Kenzie’s words at first. She always said a lot of things, and most of them ended up false.Not until I reached the pack estate — and that was all the maids whispered. From what I gathered, he was returning today, and his fiancée was from a noble pack in the east. A daughter of an Alpha.“He was so blessed,” they whispered.Of course he was. Even after all the cruel things he was known for, the world still belonged to him. Even the Moon Goddess seemed to adore him.That’s just how unfair life here was.I had just finished scrubbing the floors for over two hours. Since it was Dorian’s return, the entire mansion was being deep-cleaned — which meant more work than usual.I was tired.As I headed off to return the cleaning supplies, a hand suddenly clasped over my mouth and wrapped around my waist. I didn’t even have time to react before I was pulled into a corner.I struggled, quickly turning around — only to sigh in relief when I saw it was just Kale.He h

Rhea POVI don’t even know how long I cried that night. By the time I stopped, my face was so swollen it barely felt like mine.Mom was still unconscious, so eventually I had no choice but to drag myself home.I forced myself to sleep—if you could even call it that—because work was waiting, and I needed every dollar I could get now more than ever.“Hey, you. Come over here,” the head maid, Mrs. Agnes, snapped while I was mopping the floors.Mrs. Agnes was a fifty-year-old grumpy woman, respected by everyone. She had been working as a maid here since she was eighteen, and one look from her could make a new maid cry and a grown man scrub the floor twice as hard.At first, I didn’t even realize she meant me. She never called me for anything—our tasks were always split and structured.“Me?” I pointed to myself.Her frown deepened, and my stomach dropped. I quickly set the mop aside and hurried over, bowing my head.“Are you busy?” she asked.Before I could even get a word out, she waved m

Rhea POV“Why?” I blurted out in desperation, my voice even breaking a little.Mrs. Agnes only sighed, rubbing at her temples. “Even I, at my age, have no idea. This is a first. But since he personally requested you, you’d better hurry before he gets into a bad mood.”With that, she shoved a cleaning cart into my hands and walked off, leaving me frozen in place, my mind a complete war zone.Why me? What was he planning?What if Vivienne had told him what I said? If he knew, he would kill me.My hands trembled the entire way down the hallway. The guards stopped me, searching me thoroughly before letting me pass.When I reached the door of his chambers, my hands were shaking so badly I had to curl them into fists. I knocked once, praying no one answered. But then the door creaked open on its own.“Alpha…” I whispered, swallowing nothing.All I got was silence.I peeked inside the sitting area. No one. I debated turning back, but the guards wouldn’t have let me pass if I wasn’t allowed t

Rhea POVThe moment the door to his bedroom shut, I collapsed to my knees, trembling like my bones were made of glass.My heart was racing so fast it actually hurt.How could I have been so stupid—lying in his bed, and worse, caught by him while he was practically naked?I should be grateful he didn’t kill me on the spot… or punish me far worse.“Be my mistress.”His voice echoed in my head and I groaned, covering my face.Why would he ask me that? He clearly didn’t want me as his mate—rightfully so—so why not just reject me like any sane person would? Instead, he wanted me in his bed, probably to satisfy whatever urges came with the bond.But still… wouldn’t it have been better if he had rejected me? He wouldn’t feel the bond and at least then I wouldn’t have to see him every day. At least then I could breathe.But I couldn’t reject him either. That was the worst part.I forced myself back up, my knees still shaky while trying to calm the storm in my chest.I should be grateful—he di