Hailey

        This book is my first idea, I hope you like it. 

        English is not my native language, so bear with me.

        If you find any grammatical errors, expressions or don't understand something, please let me know.

        Everything I wrote in the book, including the characters, is purely fictive.

        Please don't copy.

       I hope you like it, it's really hard for me sometimes to express what I want to happen, so please understand me.

       All the pictures in the book, as well as the picture on the cover, are taken from Pinterest.

      Let me know what you think about my story or if you liked.

                      CHAPTER ONE

Pov.Hailey

  Hey, my name is Hailey and I have seventeen years, I'm an omega but without a wolf,or maybe a slave because and omega had a wolf, not very strong but they have...

At sixteen I thought I would transform, that I would wake up one morning and connect with my wolf, but it wasn't to be.

I was disappointed, to say the least. I wanted to have a wolf, to have someone to talk to. To be able to train with the others to be stronger. I don't understand why Moon Goddnes didn't want to give me a wolf too, but I guess that's how it was meant to be for me.

I'm an orphan girl, ai was found in the forest at the age of four, dirty and no memory, I was  raised by the beta family.

The former Alpha had just been buried. Leaving his son in power, only twenty years old and with three brothers to raise. The former Luna had died when she gave birth to the twins. No one paid attention to me, everyone was crying and grieving  for the former Alpha, they were trying to put things back together.

My stepbrother was always with the twins, being the same age. But they never played with me, I was too small for them. They always laughed at me. Instead of dressing in dresses with bows, or pink clothes, I had jeans and t-shirts that no longer suited Marco, I wasn't a girly girl.

My hair was always tied up and I was always watching from a distance how they played.

It was pretty good, I didn't have a pink room but ai have a roof . I didn't spend my birthday with cake and parties like Marco, but I had a place to stay. My room wasn't big, it was a small room or rather a storage space in the attic, but I had a bed to sleep in and something to eat.

Everything started to change when I started growing up and their son went to university with the alpha twin's brothers.

I was only fifteen years old when I had to learn to cook and clean and not just for me but for the whole family. They fired all the maids the very day after Marco, their son, left and all the work fell on me.

I noticed how my childish body started to take shape, even though I was thin, my breasts developed more than I wanted, and my bottom started to be very round, even though I didn't eat healthy and I was all day standing doing some chores around the house.

Only my face remained younger, with long, black hair, always braided in a ponytail. I was always attracting attention when I was going somewhere.

That's why since Marco left I haven't been allowed to go to school or even leave the house. Anyway, no one cares about me, I was just an outsider.

Now at seventeen  and half I know how to do everyting but I still get beaten up when Mrs. Myria just wants to take her anger out or punishes me because she knows her husband comes to my room at night when he is drunk, I cry just remembering it.

I feel disgusted with myself and ashamed. All he does is touch me in forbidden places he has never tried to f*ck me but in the last year he started touching me more intensely and once he even put a finger inside me. I was so disgusted with myself.

I was beaten, starved, molested, made to do all the work and sleep outside on the porch, even in winter or in the rain i don't even know how many times.But nobody did anything, or they didn't know. And who would have thought, I was a nobody and they were the Beta family.

I remember the first time Mrs. Myria caught Mr. Joseph in my room. I was standing in front of him while he was behind me rubbing his c*ck against my *ss, I could feel him getting harder and harder as he rubbed his cook against my *ss his hands on my hips and he was panting and mooning. It was two months away from my sixteen birthday. He was so in his world when the door opened and Mrs. Myria walked in, I was so frozen in place, crying and shaking that I didn't even realize when I got slapped. Mr. Joseph took two steps back and they were looking at each other. I think they were talking to each other in their minds link.

Then Mrs. Myria took off Mr. Joseph's belt and started beating me, that evening she hit me with the belt wherever she could, I tried to get up and explain to her but all she did was hit me and scream at me, calling me all kinds of names.

After she calmed his temper a bit she gave him the belt back and they both left leaving me lying on the floor covered in blood, shaking and my clothes torn from the belt blows. I don't even know how many days I lay there, but when I came to my senses, I need a month so I could make a sound. I could barely move and I had to do the housework.

Then Mrs. Myria told me that it was an outburst because Alpha had replaced him and he was no longer Beta. He had acted like that because of stress.

But I think Mrs. Myria knows that sometimes when Mr. Joseph drinks alcohol he comes to my room, she just closes her eyes.

I don't know if Alpha knows what Beta's ex is doing or if he cares, from what I heard from their conversations is that Alpha Alexander has put his brother as his right hand man, Beta Lucas.

                  CHAPTER TWO

⚠️Be careful! This chapter may contain scenes of abuse and violence.

Pov. Hailey

  My stomach always makes hunger sounds even through I always cook. I'm not allowed to taste the food,

I usually get food that's left over from them, but if there's nothing left, sometimes they give me a piece of bread or nothing.

Today their son, Marco will arrive,they went to the airport to meet him and bring him home, where I was left to get everything ready for his arrival home, the final touches.

In the last few days I've cleaned the house, putting fresh flowers everywere .

Not that I didn't clean every day, but I had to pay attention to every corner of the house from top to bottom, all the clothes he left at home were washed, ironed and put back. Of course by me. Windows washed, the bedsheets, vacuumed and washed the floor, the railing.

The kitchen every cupboard i