8. Homeless

Ash's POV

"Let her go, Mom, please. She might really be tired. I mean who wouldn't be after having an orgy with five virile werewolves less than six hours ago?"

I stop dead in my tracks when I hear what Kent mockingly says while chortling like the sick idiot that he is.

_Orgy!_... What he said made me understand a lot of things... Why he said he knew what I did and why he called me a whore. It's all because he was already aware of what happened to me earlier that morning! He certainly knew about it. No wonder my assailants smelled familiar. Now I'm certain those wolves are also members of this pack.

The incident happened around one in the morning and the current time is fifteen minutes past five. There's no way he could have found out so fast unless he was involved in the plan. I become furious. How could he be so heartless as to set me up to be raped by his friends? How could they be so wicked in this family? What have I done to them to deserve this hatred?

Even if I was adopted or whatever. Kent and I have known each other all our lives. We played together when we were kids and at some point when we were older, I used to follow him around everywhere he went. Doesn't that count for something? How could he have forgotten the memories we shared as kids? He was my big brother. How could anyone forget that!?

Sick to my stomach, I slowly turn back and meet with Celine's dramatic gasp

"Oh my! Five werewolves!?... Ash, how could you be this shameless! You disgust me! I thought I raised you better than that!? How could you drag the precious name of this family in the mud with you, you useless, good-for-nothing slut!" She shouts but I ignore her and walk toward Kent.

"Did you set me up!?" I coldly ask him

Celine laughed at my question "This is unbelievable! Just great! You decided to be a whore out of the goodness of your heart. Don't tell me you're going to put the blame on your brother!" She says alarmingly

I bristle at her cheap acting

"He is not my brother and I wasn't talking to you!" I shout at her in anger, making her recoil in her seat. "I was talking to him," I say, poking Kent in the chest.

They both look at me as if I'd gone crazy. They couldn't believe the me that usually scurried around the house, hoping I wouldn't get noticed while I went about doing my chores now have the guts to raise my voice at them and even poked Kent on the chest.

Even I surprise myself since I plan to wait till my eighteenth birthday. I guess I've reached my limit and can't stomach their shabby treatments anymore.

"And what if I did?... What are you going to do about it, whore!?" Kent says, glaring into my eyes with his annoying cheshire cat smile.

"Are you going to report me at the Council?... I dare you to go ahead and do just that. It's going to be your words against mine you know. Let's see who will believe the words of an Omega maid over the words of a hard-working Subordinate like me.

Or perhaps you want to shift and angrily rip me into shreds!?... _Oh, Moon goddess, I'm so scared! Save me, Mom, from this big bad pussycat! Save me!_" He mock in a timid voice, making a show of being scared to his mother and they both burst out laughing.

"But she can't do that either since she's a freak that doesn't have a wolf." Celine mocks as she laughs

My anger whooshes out of me as I watch them go. I feel deflated and tired like a used balloon that had seen many days of being inflated and deflated. The son of a bitch is right. What can a yet to be eighteen-year-old Omega maid that every shifter treats like shit do when she's set up to be raped?

Who will I report them to? Who will believe the words of an Omega freak like me? I wouldn't even be allowed into the Council building. And I would have loved so much to shift and rip them into shreds like he suggested but I dare not. My wolf is strange. Who knows what the Council will do to me if they get to know I'm different from them all?

As much as I know I'm incapable of doing anything right now. I know that, even when I leave this pack and I'm no longer a member, I will never let what they did to me go without making them pay for their crimes. It's just a matter of time. No matter how long it takes me. I will do everything within my power to make all of them regret the years of abuse and pain they subject me to.

So even though I'm crying inside because I can't do anything to them right away. I push a smile past the hate I'm feeling for the mother and son.

"Nothing!..." I say in reply to his question

"Yeah! That was what I thought you would say..." He smiles satisfactorily before turning to his mother.

"Mom, anything else you have to say to our Miss Tramp over here?"

Celine chuckles

"Oh, yes." She replies and stands. Walking toward me.

She arrives at my front, smiles up at me, and then raises her hand and slaps me hard.

_Is that all you got, bitch!_ I say inside of me. I can do nothing but glare at her. My inside bubbling with rage that I'm trying to keep under control.

"That's for raising your voice at me you ungrateful tramp!" She forcefully says.

"I picked you up from the trash when nobody wanted you. Fed and clothed you till you're old enough and the only way you think you can pay me back is to disrespect me right in front of my son and in my own house!? How dare you!...

And with such haughty air about you!?" She snorted and gives a more painful resounding slap that tilted my head to the side.

_Ouch, that one really hurt!_ I gnash my teeth, trying not to let the pain I feel show on my face but she already saw it and smiles in satisfaction.

"Now I want you out of my house right this moment! I don't care if you end up sleeping on the street. Go in there, pack every one of your dirty things, and get the hell out of my house!"