Samantha’s POV
Here I was again, doing the dishes for the tenth time that day. Work is the only thing I do, or should I say that's just what I am allowed to do. I have not been able to do anything of my own, nothing beneficial to me in any way. I want more than anything to have a job of my own.I barely practice fights with my peers like I am supposed to, and I don't mind. I would avoid humiliating situations as much as I can, but all that practice is when I am present is humiliation. So I find time, from the little time I squeeze for myself to practice outside the park in the woods, and, safe to say, I have never gotten into any trouble.Not even a decent bath, nor a good sleep. I feel drained and out of my wits, but I cannot complain, I have had no help, and no one bold enough to take me out of my misery.That's why I'm looking forward to my next birthday, maybe until my 18th birthday, which is only seven days away. That savior would come in disguise as my mate if that would give any help. Whatever mate I would get should not be from this pack, I thought to myself. Because, of course, that would make matters worse. But at the same time, I don't see getting a mate outside this pack possible. I only pray that whoever it is will be a little bit different.Maybe, Elijah, Elijah seemed like a decent person. I have not seen him in any trouble and, for what's worth, he has never been abusive towards me. Maybe because his parents taught him well enough. What more could I ask for if he becomes my mate and agrees to let me do as I wish? My name is Samantha Dean, soon to be eighteen and I am known to be the pack’s slave, I have been branded by almost everyone as the unwanted. I am the one who cleans after everyone and at every party. And the parties never seem to stop, they always have the need to invite people over every time and they don’t think that it was necessary to hire help because I am available, available to clean after them.I don’t own a dog as a pet but I cannot count how much shit I have had to clean today. I cannot wait for my 18th birthday when I am finally able to find my mate. I don’t care if my mate turns out to be a gamma or an omega like me and does not have any title, or even if he is a member of the pack, I will convince him to take me out of here and never look back. The mate bond should be able to do as much for me. I just pray that he is not in any way tied down to this pack.If the moon goodness is kind to me or I'm given even the slightest bit of luck, then, I will be fully free and independent from my family. Not to get their permission to move. Not that they would hold me back or anything. I mean, since I'm sure they would not want to have me around, it would just be like a goodbye to my family. It is only a few days away now, a day I have been anticipating all my life, a day I pray won't be long now.I know that my father would be glad to let me go because he has always seen me as a scar he would like to get rid of. My father had never looked upon me with love, rather he had always hated me for taking the love of his life away from him, my mother.So, it’s not a new thing that he allows my stepmother to treat me as she so well pleases and the rest of the pack members treat me however they like, and since my father is subjected to them, there is really nothing I can do to save myself except help came, just for me.I know my father hates me, he has never ceased to call me a murderer for killing my mother at birth, but should he not be grateful that she left him with something of both of them and that’s me? Isn’t he supposed to take care of me because I am the only gift my mother left him?I am tired of asking those unanswered questions and they seemed so faint now. I have since come to accept my fate and whatever comes with it. The only time I have a little peace and temporarily get away from all this is when I go to my workplace. Being able to make dresses for different people of different shapes is what I look forward to.Yes, my father had agreed to let me work, since I had nothing else to do except school and slave away, but it was only for a few hours and I could really use all the money I could get. I will get my own work when I finally get my freedom.And Joan has been more than a good employer, she is kind and understanding. I almost hoped that everyone was like her. Or she was not from this pack, but if she wasn't, who would give me a little bit of solace to handle everything?I looked out the window from where I stood washing the almost finished plates and I saw that it was already getting really dark. I thought to myself that I needed to go back home, to a round of house chores that would be lying around waiting for me. If I don’t want to receive another beating of my life for not getting things done like my stepmother always complains about. And trust me, this happens a lot of times, because where the heck do I even have the time? How do I divide myself into parts to do all the work I am given?My mind was so greatly occupied that I didn’t notice that I had been joined by someone’s presence, who was silently present until he was already behind me.“Oh my goodness!” I shouted, dropping the two plates I was holding mistakenly. I opened my eyes wide as I watched them scattered across the floor. The sound of the plates scattering on the floor was deafening. And at that moment, all the thought of what to do escaped my mind, but I knew this was going to be another round of maltreatment. It was the alpha’s son, Max, whose house I was currently in, doing dishes.“Max,” I said, managing to calm myself and bowing my head slightly as a sign of greeting. He has always made a fuss about everyone giving him the respect that he deserves, since he was undeniably going to be the next alpha of the Wolf crest pack.I truly don’t care what he thinks, I never had, I was only fulfilling all righteousness, and I was more worried that someone would see us together and accuse me of flirting with their man. It would only make me prone to more danger. That's not what I need at the moment.Dan Sullivan is the doted son of Alpha Erik Sullivan and Luna Anne Sullivan, he is affectionately loved by his parents and most of the girls in the pack. He is never faulty in anyone’s eyes, so if anything happens, people would point at me first without even asking any questions.The girls like him, they adore him and they also shamelessly throw themselves at him every chance they get.Some, he accepts to feed on his pleasure, and dumps them after banging them. While some he just never gave a chance. Not me though. I have never shown any interest in him. I guess that's why he always wants to frustrate me every little chance he gets.“You little sh!t! You could have wounded me! Where are your manners?” he growled. And not to forget, he is also unbelievably rude, but nothing he would do or say to me right now would get me to lose my wits at that point. I have seen the worst of his people, I have been beaten to oblivion because of a small offense, I have been cut to prove a point, and I have been spat at for being unlucky.“I am sorry, you scared me! I was not expecting you here this time. I thought you guys were having dinner at the table” I said, trying to politely excuse myself from taking the blame for the shattered plates.“Are you trying to educate me in my house about where I can go and not go?” He asked, growling at me as he made himself closer to me with each step. “No, but you scared me,” I said again with the most respectful voice I could manage. But instead of him understanding what I had just said, and accepting it as it was, he slapped me on my face, which was rather unexpected, given the fact that I had tried to be as respectful as I could manage.I didn't know what was happening to my body for like half a second of standing there before my right hand automatically went to my face.“You asshole!” I spat with the venom inside me! And I got another slap! I usually would not utter a word because it always led me into trouble, but the sting of the slap got deep in my body. I could not ignore it.“How dare you!” He said, as he traced my jawline with his hand, then placed it on my trembling lips, which were now obviously bruised. “Sammie, you see, I don't want to harm you like the rest of them” he continued with a low and hoarse voice this time, “if only you would cut the sharpness of your tongue when you are communicating with me. I do not like to see the hatred in your eyes whenever you are with me. That's the only thing that gets you into trouble.You are supposed to bow down to me and listen to what I have to say and I will make sure you don't get punished another day in your life. ” That seemed like a good deal, especially since I need it so much now that my fate is undecided, but it would be me entering into another bondage with this crazed brat.“No! You are the same! You are just looking for another leverage over me! And that would be over my dead body”. I spat my words at his face, daring him again and again. My statement and fearlessness must have bruised his ego, so he turned away and began to walk away from me.But before he finally got out of the kitchen door, he turned back and said to me “Don’t worry, you won't be saying the same thing in a few days. I will be waiting for you”The words sounded in my head almost like danger, but I didn't want to think about it. If this was another way of making me worried, I will not fall into his stupid trap.But the few days I have in my own mind will come soon and there will be absolutely a great difference. That day, for me, I will find my mate, my own freedom.A part of me wants to stay cool yet what Max said to me does haunt me. Not the craziness I am going to meet at home, but the uncertainty of what the sentence means. What did he mean by that? What did he mean he would be waiting for me?Sammie’s POV I could not manage to get what Max said out of my head even as much as I wanted to. I could not help but think that the few days he was referring to were the same as mine. As I stepped on the stairs that led to the entrance of our small house, just before I opened the door, I could already hear the sound of arguments from within. I wonder why my father and stepmother have to stay with each other if all they can do is argue and shout at each other. “You good for nothing girl! You are the cause of this! You are the cause of this whole thing! Your father and I won't be having these arguments if you were just not in the picture! You are a disgrace to this family!” Those were the words she spat at me the minute I stepped through the door. My stepmother always had things to blame me about, but as I always did, I thought it would go away somehow and her temper would lessen if I didn't say anything, and then she had to leave me alone.This was not her first time throwing dirty
Sammie’s POV“What the heck do you mean by that?” I asked Max, glaring my eyes at him, daring him to say it again. I could not believe what he was saying to me. Be his wife?! That is impossible.I know I don't have any power or even a position, but I have my mouth, and that's the only thing I have that can defend me. “You heard me, you little Slut! You are going to be my mistress! I will shame you and make you lose your freedom until you learn how to be respectful to me” he growled. “Be respectful to you? You don't deserve it one bit. You have to earn my respect! You must take me for a fool to think I would believe such a thing! There is no way you will be allowed to take a cast out as a mistress!” I argued, as if I knew what I was saying or as if I knew what would happen like the back of my hands. But it was better to talk and challenge him than stay in front of him looking defeated. He made a wicked laugh and closed the distance between us, he then grabbed my chin as if I was jus
Max’s POV Never in my life have I been that humiliated. . The first was from Sammie and her silly mouth. I have always known her to be sharp-mouthed , but never have I seen her do it with so much vigor. She has somehow changed and I would not lie, the bitch has somehow become really appealing. It wouldn't be so bad if I made her my mistress. I know my parents will not reject what I want, but I also know it would not be easy. Shayna had started to make sure of it. I tried to explain to her that it was just a way of putting Sammie where she belongs and just because I wanted to do it. I tried to make her reason that she is still the only one for me and she would eventually be my Luna , but only if she does not get into any more trouble. So, Shayna getting into trouble when my coronation is around the corner will only make the council doubt my competence. I have been preparing for the position my entire life. It won't be long now before my parents will hand over the statue of Alpha to m
Sammie’s POV “Oh, my head" I murmured silently. I tried to move because I felt completely uncomfortable, but I realized that my body was still bound together around my knees and my ankles. I winced, it was just as if my brain just began acknowledging my pain again for the first time. My head hurt, and, of course, that would be an understatement. The right use of words would be that my head was banging uncontrollably. “When are we going to get there, Linda? We are taking so much time, they will soon begin to notice that we are gone." Wait! That was... SHAYNA!! That bitch! She made me this way! I could hear the urgency in her voice, together with some panic too. I wonder what exactly is making her so anxious, or maybe even afraid. I have no idea what was happening, but it would be better if I act in ignorance now, until I know for sure what's going on around me. I tried to slowly open my eyes, but my sight met with a moving ground, I noticed that I was being carried, not on the should
Sammie’s POV My body was in tremendous pain, I could feel it. . . Oh and the smell. . . I didn't need to open my eyes to know the condition I am currently in was worse. It can not be anything good if I feel like this. The next thing I noticed was the numerous voices speaking at once as if I was in a marketplace. I tried to slowly open my eyes, but I winced back in pain, the scorching brightness of the light was penetrating into my eyes. I was not sure where it came from. Was it a bulb or was it the sun? Whatever it was, I opened my eyes with caution. Sammie! Sammie, wake up! We should not be here. I heard my wolf lily speak, as she was trying to stir me up at the same time, but I felt weak, I felt too lazy to answer. Sammie, we have to get out of here, this cannot be good. I hear crazy things! I think we are in danger! Except for the urgency in the way that Lily was stirring me up, the last word danger did it. I opened my eyes. My mind was immediately consumed by a lot of things
Max's POVI sighed tiredly as I arrived in front of my office after the long meeting and flipped the door open."Wait a minute", I muttered on entering the room and frowned.Where the hell was Shayna? Has the party ended already? That is very much unlike her."Or did that bitch annoy Shayna?", I pondered out loud and immediately tried to mind-link Shayna but her wolf was shut off.Minutes later, I was laying down on my bed now in my room at the palace. I still haven't gotten through to Shayna or seen her but that was the least of my problems right now.I just need a good rest.'You must take me for a fool to think I would believe such a thing!', I remembered once I closed my eyes. I still couldn't believe that bitch had said that to me, she doesn't know what I have already planned for her.Sammie...I have been planning on how I would torture her ever since I found out that she was my mate shortly after getting my wolf. How could the Moon goddess give me that outcast as a mate? She ce
Max's POVI never found Sammie despite all my efforts so I gave up after a week of searching. I still couldn't dismiss the feeling that Shayna was responsible for Sammie's disappearance but I had no proof so had to keep the thought to myself.Life went on anyway with no one caring about Sammie's disappearance, even her own father, and I had even less time to myself as the days passed as the preparations for my coronation intensified.I really didn't mind being kept busy as despite my large circle of acquaintances, I didn't have much of a life aside from being the alpha's son. Being busy also kept me free from Shayna's disturbances, she was way too clingy."There have been rumors of an enemy pack wanting to attack us before the coronation", one of the council members brought up during the meeting of the werecouncil where I was presently seated in."How trustworthy is your source?", my father asked him."I would normally give that informant anything between sixty and ninety percent trus
Sammie's POVI couldn't wait to get to my bed and have a nice rest. I was so tired from learning different disgusting things all day but what could I have done? I had to complete my training on how to be a prostitute.The auction was in two days and today was the last day of learning. The next two days were going to be our resting days and finally, it would be the auction day.The entire day would be spent in preparing us for the auction and once it was nightfall, the auction would begin. We would be sold for the night to the highest bidder one after the other and only returned to the brothel the following day.I would no longer be undefiled but my virginity just had to be the price for my freedom. There was no other way out but with my dignity given away, I could leave any day I decided and the day I had decided on was the day after my return.The seniors had said that we would spend the day of our return being taken care of by Lady Frey and the day afterward would be a free day befo