"Omega's are supposed to stay quiet. Omega's are supposed to obey. Omega's are supposed to do EVERYTHING I fucking say!" I lived each day in fear for my life. 
I was the pack's slave, tortured, beaten, and treated worse than scum. To my pack- I was a nobody, especially to our alpha-to-be, Alpha Jaxon. But when he finds I am his mate, he takes it upon himself to reject me, and make my life hell. After all, how can a strong alpha be mated to the pack’s scum, right? 
One destined night, a visiting pack and a ruthless alpha who no one dares defy may just be my savior.  But will he accept me as his mate? A worthless omega from a weaker pack? Or will I be rejected again and become an enslaved she-wolf for the rest of my life?

Alpha Rick

　　I had asked Molly through our mind link to look forward to my beta dropping off my mate in my room. She was eager to see her, but she didn't expect the state she was in. I haven't seen her myself, but I think it's bad. Molly keeps crying, mind-linking me every time she sees a new bruise on her.


　　Meanwhile, I'm stuck walking to these dickheads. We pass by a nice-looking home, with flowers and a picket fence, and a cherry blossom on each corner of the front porch. It was rather pleasing to the eye. It was a very nice looking charming home if I may add. "Well, this is where I leave you. Good night to the two of you. Sky, I presume you can handle things on your own starting tomorrow," he says, making Skylar clench his jaw.


　　"Of course. Good night, Father," he says, turning and continuing to walk. Alpha Morrison clears his throat and nods toward me. I nod in response and continue to walk, but soon, Skylar is by my side again. There's not much of a conversation after that.


CHAPTER 9 You’re Safe