Betrayed by the Beta

Just a quick introduction into the world as I envisioned it when this story came to me. I hope you enjoy and understand that this is only my interpretation of the wonderful world of Werewolves.

In this particular world of supernatural beings there are a few unique rules.

There is no mind-link or verbal link to your wolf, you will co-exist within one body but are completely separate beings with no way to communicate with each other.

You get your wolf at the age of 15.

You can find your Mate at 17, regardless of their age.

Pups are only born to True Mates, Chosen Mates are not able to have children together, but second-chance mates are common.

Rejection is rare (Due to the baby thing) but not frowned upon.

Rejection hurts the rejecter more than the rejected.

Movement between packs is uncommon but not unheard of (Especially for ranked members searching for their Mates).

This is a fictional world where some things may seem familiar but are out of the ordinary in this land.

Everything written here is of my own imagination and any similarities between this and other works is purely coincidental.

Thank you for giving my book a chance!!

Flash back to yesterday

Cassie -

Yesterday started the same as any other for me, but thankfully, the weather was nice, the breakfast was done on time and the pile of washing was not the mountain it usually was, which made me consider hanging the washing outside to dry as I had some extra time today, what with it being a Sunday.

But then, something went wrong, I felt the shift in the atmosphere as soon as I left the kitchen to begin the washing. The dining room fell silent as I entered. You could have heard a pin drop. There was a loud bang, which made me look up to see the pack were all sitting there, heads bowed in submission, hands flat on the table tops, nobody touching their food. At the end of the large room, right next to the warming trolley, at the head table, was Ace, standing upright and glowering in my direction with his fists planted on the table. Like a deer in headlights, I froze wondering what could have happened to entice such a drastic reaction from everybody, especially Ace, who was exuding so much power that he was forcing the whole pack to submit.

The only person not submitting to Ace other than myself was Madeline, who sat there with her arms folded across her chest and a smirk across her lips. Madeline, being the Delta's daughter, was affected less than the regular pack members by the power that flows from the ranking pack members. However, judging by the look on Ace's face, I should be flat on the floor as the waves of power wash over me, but I'm not, I can feel the urge, but it is not difficult to suppress the need to submit. So I remain standing there, drawing side glances from the pack members that are being forced to remain in their seats by Ace.

MOVE I internally screamed to myself, DO SOMETHING! But apparently, I was done listening to myself as much as I was done surrendering to the impulses forced upon me. And Ace was not happy with that at all. He slowly lifted his fists up from the table, where there were now 2 fist sized dents, and placed them on his hips, "Cas," he started in a calm voice, "Care to explain yourself?"

I had no idea what he was referring to and tried to recall anything I could have done to provoke him. "I'm sorry, Ace, I don't know what you are talking about." I say quietly, but in the silence, it carried easily to the head table.

"Come. Here." He says through gritted teeth, and I see the smirk on Madelines face transform into glee. I take a tentative step forward, then another and another until suddenly I am standing just below the table that Ace has not moved from.

"Closer," he croons, still not moving any muscle that is not needed to speak, and still sending pulses of energy throughout the room, keeping everyone in their place. I step around the table, keeping out of reach of Madeline and await my doom, for I can tell by everything that has happened in the last 2 minutes that it WILL be my doom.

Smack! I fall to my knees confused, and then the ringing starts, and I realise I was struck on the side of my head. I turn my head in the direction the attack came from and see Madeline holding her plate above her head, ready to bring it down with force onto my back. Ace holds up a hand, and she stills, gazing at him as though awaiting his next order. Ace stands over me and speaks in a commanding voice, and I can feel the pulses of energy being directed towards me more forcefully than before, before he was not focusing them on anything in particular, now he is, but although I can feel they are more intense, I am still able to fight them, I'm not sure how or why but where the last time it compelled me to submit, now it is more like a suggestion that I can ignore.

"The omelettes are burnt," he says, "what did I tell you about serving me sh!t like this? How dare you insult me by providing food unfit for someone of my position, I wouldn't feed this muck to pigs!" Then while I am on my knees gazing into his furious face, he punches me and I feel my eye socket break, then as the shock subsides and the pain builds in my cheek and eye, he kicks me in the stomach. I roll to my side, holding my head in one arm and my midsection with the other, and before I know it, he stamps on my leg hard.

I hear Madeline giggling, like a schoolgirl watching her crush play football, and I wonder how anyone can stand to witness these acts. Then I remember the whole pack is present to witness my humiliation.

Ace next steps onto my hand and grinds his heel pressing my fingers into the ground and kicks my undefended stomach again before he says clearly so all can hear, "this is what happens to those who do not listen to my instructions, heed this warning, I will not tolerate laziness or insolence, I am in charge and I will have order!"

After his rant he steps on me again and leaves the room, Madeline digs the heel of her shoe into my foot and struts from the room as if she were walking a catwalk, "burn them again b!tch and I will hold your hands over the open flame" she hisses.

As soon as Ace leaves the room, everyone is free to move again, and they all hurriedly shuffle away heads down, ignoring me lying in a pile on the floor.

I lay there for half an hour, unable to properly catch my breath or move without spasms of pain radiating from every limb. This gives my wolf time to heal the minor aches, but my stomach, head and eye socket will take at least half a day to heal.

Later in the day, I am retrieving the washing from the dryers and preparing to fold it all and deliver it when the laundry room door creaks open slowly. Turning, I see Madeline grinning like a cheshire cat. "How's your head slut?" She asks in a fake concerned voice and before I can answer she sweeps across the room and slams the dryer door shut on my arm. I cry out in pain having twisted and caused a shooting pain to travel through my abdomen at the same moment the door closed on my arm. Yanking my arm towards my body I glance down and see the redness turning almost immediately blue. Before I can react further, she's gone, as if she were never there, and if it was for the new pain emanating from my forearm I would almost believe I imagined it all.

At the end of the day, I am limping to my room having had a hot bath in the hopes of soothing my aches away I see Ace on the stairs, I try to stay as far to the side as I can so as not to anger him, but he doesn't look happy and when he spots me, he breaks into an evil grin, then purposefully side steps towards me and shoves my shoulder sending me flying back down the stairs I so laboriously climbed. I hit every step on the way down, there were 30, I know, I felt every single one of them, and then he continued on to wherever he was heading to begin with. I manage to crawl up the stairs to my room, with all the aches, bruises and broken bones, walking is not an option right now, crawling is all I am capable of, and by the time I reach the top I am sweating profusely and breathing hard from the effort which rendered my bath a total waste of time too. I collapse onto my bed and finally am able to let the tears fall, they slide down my cheeks steadily, wetting my pillow. I struggle to fall asleep as every little movement causes more pain to envelop me and finally I drift off around 1am from sheer exhaustion, praying that 4 hours is enough time for my wolf to work her magic.

Cassie -

"Where did you just go? I was speaking to you!" Ace's harsh voice breaks through my thoughts as he takes hold of my wrist.

"I'm sorry, Ace," I whimper trying to pull my arm away as his grip tightens.

"Beta!"He snaps harshly, "I have decided you will only address me as Beta from this moment onwards, you do not deserve to call me by my given name." He punctuated his declaration with a sharp, jerking twist of my wrist.

"Yes, Beta," I say quickly, silently praying he releases his grip on me soon, he is likely to snap my wrist if he grips much harder, "h... how can I help, what can I do?" I pause, then continue, "Breakfast is almost ready I promise, I just need to stir the eggs one last time, and then I can begin serving."

"Hurry then, Cas, I'm hungry after training, and you have chores to complete. The warriors have just dropped off their workout gear for washing," His hisses, his hold on my wrist tightening beyond the point of pain, I can no longer feel my fingers.

"Yes Ac...Beta, 2 minutes," I stumble over his name before using his title.

"1 minute," he states harshly, then throwing my arm away from himself, he turns and stomps from the kitchen.

I release a breath of gratitude as I feel the blood return, in a rush, to my fingers. Then I turn around, shaking my hand slightly, testing for any fractures and start stirring the eggs again. I begin piling the bacon and sausages in the warmers onto the serving trolley, then the eggs go on last, and I roll the trolley into the dining room. Once all the food is served, I grab a plate and begin adding small portions of everything to it when suddenly, she strikes again.

"Ace, look, that fat thief is trying to eat a week's worth of food in one sitting," she shrieks.

Ace glances at my plate, then with a smirk says, "No time for that Cas, you have laundry to do, bring that plate here, Madeline can have it."

Madeline grins like the cat that got the cream as I deliver my plate in silence and scurry from the hall.

I start with the washing machines and then head into the kitchen to clean. Once the kitchen is restored, I return to the laundry room and transfer the clothes to the dryers before heading for the communal bathrooms. Our pack house has 5 floors, floors 1-3 have a communal bathroom each and floors 4 and 5 have 8 ensuites, one for each room. 2 for the Alpha suite, 2 for the Beta, the Gamma, and the Delta suites. Once the communal bathrooms are done, I quickly head to school, which as always passes smoothly and quietly. I love school, nobody is cruel to me at school, Ace isn't in school anymore and nor is Madeline, so I get a reprieve for those few short hours.

Back at the pack house after school, I unload the dryers, fold all the clothes and put another load on, then head to floors 4 and 5 to tackle the ensuites, while cleaning the Beta suites, my biggest worry is realised, Ace saunters in with Madeline on his arm, again. Ace shakes her off when he sees me, then walks into the master bath, leaving Madeline in his room, which I was so very close to finishing, I was gathering my cleaning supplies and preparing to leave when they entered. She sidesteps into my path with her finger pressed to her pouty lips, silently telling me to keep quiet, then proceeds to take slow measured steps in my direction forcing me to back up until my shoulders touch the wall furthest from the door, and my only hope of escape.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here" she breathes, pausing for dramatic effect, "The skank trying to seduce the Beta into kinder treatment?" she croons. "What other reason could you have for hanging around in a Beta's bedroom, waiting for a chance to pounce on him and snatch him away from me, are you, wh0re?"

"No, no, not at all, he is all yours, I don't want him, please just let me leave, I have more cleaning to do and the washing to fold for all the warriors." I plead in a whisper, hoping not to draw Ace's attention to myself. "I don't want to come between you two." I assure her. The last thing I need is for Ace to think I want him.

I rush towards Madeline, hoping to slide past her and out the door, but she grabs my hair stopping me in my tracks, as she says "Ace, babe, did you hear that, she doesn't want you, she is desperate to get away from here."

The blood drains from my face at the fear, coursing through my veins and my blood begins beating like drums in my ears so that I almost miss his reply.

"Madeline, are you trying to get the help into trouble? I love how bad you are, bring her here to me" he smirks, and she obliges, dragging me behind her as I clutch at my hair, hoping to ease the immense pressure.

She stops directly in front of him, next to the huge bed covered in the navy blue silk sheets I washed yesterday and gives a yank on her arm which brings me to my knees with watery eyes, she then drags my head backwards so that I can see the evil glint in Ace's eye as he places himself directly in front of me.

"Leave" he commands her, and she lets go of my hair and takes a step back.

"What do you mean leave, what are you going to do? I was going to help you punish the fat b!tch" she asks with what could be hesitation in her tone.

"I wish to be alone to issue punishment to her for disrespecting me, now LEAVE." he thunders at her, I have never heard him take that tone with anyone other than me, it is reassuring to know it isn't just me but terrifying to know he wants to be alone with me. I can't even begin to imagine the horror he has planned if he doesn't want any witnesses.

Madeline pouts and storms from the room, slamming the door hard enough to cr@ck the plaster around the light switch and silence descends on the room. When Madeline released my hair I let my head hang down and my hair created a curtain blocking my face from view and I couldn't find the courage to move a muscle, I was frozen in fear as my mind raced trying to guess what was coming. But I was determined, I would survive this as I have survived everything else, I would survive and I would leave this place forever as soon as I could.

Ace -

Perfection, that is all I can think as I look down upon her kneeling before me, the very sight of her may anger me most of the time, but seeing her here, her head lowered in submission to me, oh the things I'm going to do to her. It isn't often I see her in my room. I know she is here everyday, but no matter how hard I try, I never manage to catch her in here. So seeing her here, presented on her knees, before me is like a wet dream, one I intend to make the most of.

She doesn't waste any time in here, I know that, but I don't let many people in here, only Maddie, and she is never here often or even for very long, just enough for me to find my release but even that happens in my small office more than it does here, or in her room so I can leave quickly after. So the only scents to permeate my room are hers and my own. So her intoxicating scent always lingers, it is in the very air I have to breathe, I smell it everywhere I go, but here, in my room, it is the most concentrated. It drives me crazy with a mixture of lust and rage, how dare she entice me so.

Now, here she is, let's see if she can be a good girl for me.