Chapter 3: 2- Visit


    The next morning, I sat naked on the ground in the bathroom. It didn’t have much, a toilet, a very small


    shower that didn’t work half the time, a small sink and a dirty mirror. I had no more tears to cry at the


    moment.


    I was worn out. I was tired. Tired of being abused, of being pushed around, of being someone’s


    punching bag, of waking up to deal with this, of living here.


    With the strength I could muster up, I hauled myself up to look in the mirror. I hated what stared back at


    me. This girl had dull lifeless brown eyes. Dead brown hair that went to her waist. Scars that littered her


    body more than the trash that’s littering the ocean. Ugly hip bones and ribs are prominent from theck


    of food she got, she ate about two times a week, maybe three if she was lucky, even if it was three she


    would be puking it up within minutes, only made possible by her beatings.


    A frame that was too small, barely had any curves. A corbone that is too defined. Grim eye-bags. Her


    body had too many scars to find it attractive. Her breasts are bruised from being groped too


    aggressively. Her skin was a deathly pale from never being out in the sun. Her knees had bruises from


    always being forced on them. She looked revolting.


    When I looked back up at my face, tears wereing down. Stupid silent tears. With those thoughts in


    my head, I reached for my razor de. I’ve done this a million times, nothing I’m not used to. I lined the


    de on my wrist and applied pressure, pulling down vertically. It pierced my skin and I let out a shaky


    breath. After the cut was made a small wave of satisfaction came over me. I kept cutting and cutting.


    ''You’ll never be worth anything.''


    ''Slut.''


    ''You could never make anyone happy.''


    The sobs came out of my mouth in silence. I continued slicing until I was satisfied.


    ...As satisfied as I could be...


    I washed off my arms, and wrapped them, then threw on clothes so that Alpha Chris doesn’t see them.


    Even though my beatings are terrible, it will be ten thousand times worse if he found out I continued to


    do it behind his back. One time he caught me in the act when I was fifteen. He told me that ‘I wasn’t


    good enough to be able to injure myself’. It didn’t make much sense and it still doesn’t. I guess only he


    wants to harm me, but everyone else does it, so he’s not that special. And he knows that.


    “Slut!” Alpha Chris yelled. I flinched and braced myself as I walked to his office and proceeded to knock


    on Alpha’s office door.


    “Come in, bitch!”. I flinched again, then I opened the door and looked at my feet. “Listen here my dear,


    dear mate,” he said as he stood and wrapped his arm around my body while the other grabbed my


    breast, causing me to flinch, “our Regional Alpha Derek ising to check on us in two hours. You


    dear,” he squeezed my boob harder and I whimpered, “better have this house fucking spotless and get


    yourself prettied up. Also, make food, and if it’s anything like that shit you madest night, you can’t


    even imagine what I’ll do to you once he leaves. Understood?” I nodded and that didn’t make him


    happy. “Understood!” He yelled as he yanked back my head. I gasped at the pain.


    “Y-yes A-alpha,” I whispered, cringing at my stutter. I always stuttered, I hated it.


    “Good. Come here,” He murmured. I walked to his side as he instructed, and in a soft voice said, “my


    precious mate, give your Alpha a kiss.” His hand went up to my neck and brought it down to his lips. He


    softly pressed his lips against mine.


    He’s done this act multiple times through-out my years here, don’t be fooled. He was kissing me softly,


    and moaned a little against my still lips, and then turned rough. Shocker. He yanked me off his lips and


    stood up. He looked down at me and I looked at my feet.


    “Go get fucking ready slut,” He growled out as his hand came down and smacked me to the ground. I


    quickly nodded as I scrambled off the floor and out of his office.


    Two hourster, I had cooked mashed potatoes, green beans, and meatloaf. I was practically praying


    that it turned out good, but either way, tonight Alpha Chris was going to have his way with me, whether


    it’d be solely violence or rape.


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    I was surprised I was able to make it all with the constant stomach pains I kept having, it was like a


    nervous pain that would shoot through me every five minutes. I set the table and started to fill the


    tes when I heard voices.


    “Alpha, were you pleased with the pack?” I heard Alpha Chris ask the visitor. As I was going to finish


    thest te my stomach pain shot up to the fullest and almost had me double over. I gasped as tears


    started to form in my eyes, and bent over slightly to ease the pain. It didn’t work.


    ...Violet,e on. Not now. You heard what Chris said... I told myself. Violet, you can’t cry because the


    makeup will wash off. Yes. Yes. I can’t cry. If my makeup gets messed up, and if Alpha Derek sees, I


    think Alpha Chris might actually kill me.


    Pulling myself together I grabbed the tes bncing them in my arms and took them out to the men. I


    walked into the dining room and the moment I stepped in, the pain skyrocketed and it took everything in


    me to not drop to the ground. I ced everyone’s te down.


    When I sat thest te down my nostrils were invaded by the scent of sandalwood. I went to move


    my eyes but quickly averted them. I saw ck boots that went over the end of ck jeans. I started to


    move my eyes up, at started to see a dark navy blue button-up shirt-


    “Violet! Your service is done, you are dismissed. Leave,” Alpha Chris’s voice cut me out of my mind. I


    jerked back up from the table and mumbled a “sorry” to Alpha Chris. I quickly realized my mistake and


    my eyes bulged out of my head.


    ''You moron! You spoke without permission!''


    “Women, you know how they are. Only good at one thing…” Alpha Chris chuckled and my cheeks


    red up knowing what he meant, time to leave.


    I turned but then someone reached up and grabbed my wrist, sparks flying up my arm, I winced as the


    person grabbed my fresh cuts. Even if they were now wrapped and covered, they were still sore after.


    “Stop.” A voice cut the air. The sound made my chest flutter. My stomach pains weakened. My breath


    faltered. I dared to look over at the man who held my wrist.


    His eyes are dark blue. He has a mediumplexion. His hair is dark brown. He has clear skin. Very,


    very handsome. Attractive.


    “Is there something wrong Derek?” Alpha Chris spoke and I could feel the nervousness in his voice.


    “Alpha Derek.” The man corrected.


    “Y-yes, I apologize, sir. Is there something wrong, A-alpha Derek?” Alpha Chris stuttered. That’s ironic


    considering the number of times he made fun of my stuttering and beaten me senseless for it.


    Before Alpha Derek answered that question, he took a hard look at me and I quickly looked away from


    him and he dropped my wrist. My stomach pains got a little more painful after that, I discreetly cradled


    my wrist. I felt ufortable at his stare and wanted to disappear. Suddenly he stood up and I took an


    impulsive step back.


    “ We’ll be leaving,” He spoke, his voice was deep and it sounded so nice to hear. I kept my head down.


    “Oh! Well, sorry you couldn’t stay to finish the meal, but, have a safe trip back.” Alpha Chris stuck his


    hand out for Alpha Derek to shake but Alpha Derek didn’t even spare a nce. “Okay, well nice to have


    you stop by. Violet, clean this up.” He told me, and Alpha Derek walked away followed by the sound of


    the door mming shut, and with that sound, my heart throbbed and my stomach tightened and I put a


    hand over it to try and help.


    I didn’t understand why I was acting the way I was, I didn’t even know that man, yet here I was, aching


    for him toe back.


    Slut.


    My arm was yanked and my face met with a fuming Alpha. I averted my eyes and waited for it to all


    “You useless piece of fucking shit!” He screamed as he punched me, square in the face. I stumbled


    back from the impact and fell on the ground. “You had one job today, one motherfucking job!” He kicked


    my stomach. “And you couldn’t even do that!” Another kick. “Are you even fucking listening?!” He yelled


    at the top of his lungs.


    He didn’tnd another kick on me instead he straddled my body and docked blow after blow to my


    face. It felt like a sledgehammer being brought to my face. “You’re only good for... one... fucking thing


    and that’s...ying there…while I...fuck...the living...daylights out...of..” My eyes started to roll back and


    my conscience was there by a thread. Abruptly he was yanked off of me and with everything I had left I


    looked to see what was happening. On top of Alpha Chris was Alpha Derek, destroying his face.


    I watched as he got up and barked an order, although I couldn’t hear what it was, and some figure


    came in and dragged Alpha Chris’s body away. Alpha Derek came to me and I felt him pick me up and


    that movement was all I needed for my conscience topletely slip away.