The Omega's Revenge

SUSAN'S POINT OF VIEW.

"Darcy, you are so sweet, and hot," I heard a familiar feminine voice say from my mate's bedroom.

This is not the first time he is bringing another woman to our matrimonial home, and making love with them. I'm used to hearing them moan in pleasure from my room.

Though we sleep in separate rooms, our rooms are next to each other, and if I listen closely I would hear the sound of a dropping pin in his room.

The voice was so familiar, but I couldn't tell who exactly it was. Fueled by curiosity, I dropped the bag of groceries I went to get from the pack supermarket and stood close to his door to eavesdrop. All I heard was moaning and groaning, and sounds of flesh on flesh.

The tears I have been fighting so hard to hold, slowly rolled down my eyes.

I picked up the bag of groceries, opening my door, I sank my ass on the couch in my room.

I cried my eyes out until I lost my voice, and my eyes were redder than the color red itself.

I couldn't dare to look at my reflection in the mirror one more time as it will cause me more pain.

Since I left the Omega quarters after I found my mate in the mating ceremony that was conducted three years ago, I had been living in the main building as the Alpha mate, but not as his Luna.

He reminded at any slightest provocation of how he couldn't reject me because his father wanted me for him, and how I'm an Omega, who doesn't know her father, and he couldn't stoop so low to make a bastard like me his Luna.

He touches me as many times as he pleases, but refuses to mark me, he has never claimed me publicly or allowed me to go out with him to events and ceremonies.

Deciding not to make his dinner tonight, I brought out my laptop, and started working. I had a few consultations to make for upcoming fashion models. I had myself buried in my work, when I heard a gentle knock on my door.

Only two people ever knock on my door in the entire pack, the Alpha, who is my mate, and my personal maidservant. From the gentle knock on the door I could tell it wasn't my mate, and my maidservant doesn't knock like that either.

I spied through the peephole in my door and I saw a zeta warrior standing opposite my door.

I wondered what brings him to my door as I swung my door open.

"The Alpha calls for you," he said immediately I opened the door.

None of the maidservant and guards ever refers to me as Luna, and it didn't mean much to me, as I have made peace with the loveless marriage I'm in, and hope it gets better with time.

"Tell him, I will be on my way," I replied softly.

Without uttering more words, he bowed his head and left.

I changed into a more decent dress, and headed downstairs.

"Why is my dinner not ready at 7pm?" he asked, glaring at me immediately I stepped on the last staircase leading to the dining room, the disgust in his eyes could not be mistaken.

I stared at him blankly without uttering a word.

"You bastard! I asked you a question, why in the moon's name is my dinner not ready?" he snapped.

I swallowed hard and he chuckled.

"Are you going to answer me or should I force words out of your mouth with a slap," his voice tinged with anger and rage.

"I was busy with work," I blurted out.

He laughed devilishly and moved close to me, my feet trembled as he got closer, a feminine scent hit my nostril. He's been in another woman's arms all day long, so I wasn't surprised.

"You were too busy to make me dinner?" he asked, his voice harsh and dry.

"I'm sorry, Darcy," I muttered.

He lifted me by my neck and smacked me on the ground, my thin body fell on the ground with a heavy force.

"Don't you dare go close to her," he scolded the guard who was trying to help me get up on my feet.

I lay on the marble floor crying, as blood dripped from the arc of my left eyebrow, the pain was getting severe and standing up became difficult, I gathered little strength and managed to stand up.

"I see you are strong. Now, go make your mate some food for dinner," he ordered.

Without wasting one more second, I stood up, and staggered my way to the kitchen and started cooking, without cleaning the wounds I had incurred from his beating.

An hour later, his food was ready, and I served him with his favorite watermelon juice.

"Sit," he muttered politely.

I looked behind me to see who he was talking to, but the dining room was empty, it was only the two of us that were in the dining room.

Where did the maidservant and guards go?

"I'm taking to you, don't act dumb like you always do," he fired.

It was surprising to me because in our three years of marriage, he had never invited me to sit next to him in public, let alone have dinner with him.

"Tomorrow is our third year wedding anniversary," he began

My eyes lightened up in happiness, thank goodness he remembered. I smiled inwardly and sat up.

"It's going to be a great celebration, get your best dress and favorite shoe ready, as I will be inaugurating you as my Luna," his voice hypnotizing and full of authority.

I couldn't believe my ears, I bit my tongue to be sure I wasn't dreaming, I couldn't hide my joy anymore, I jumped to where he was sitting and kissed him happily.

He kissed me back and butterflies filled my stomach, I have finally won my mate's heart.

"Go start your preparation, tomorrow is less than twelve hours," he reminded me.

"Yes honey," I replied giggling, I emptied a cup of orange juice down my throat, kissed him again, and ran upstairs to get my outfit for tomorrow ready.

SUSAN'S POINT OF VIEW

I couldn't sleep throughout the night, I tried on numerous outfits to see the one that fits in best, I was determined to look my best for Darcy.

Even though we had no child yet, I was sure this anniversary will be a happy beginning for us, and a baby will come out of today's loving making after the party.

I smiled inwardly at my wild thoughts.

"Thank you, moon goddess," I whispered.

"Thank you for saving my union."

In no time, my makeup was done, and I got dressed in my red gown that was designed like a wedding dress, the only difference was its color. I styled my hair and sprayed my most expensive perfume.

Looking at my image in the mirror I smiled happily, I never knew a day would come when Darcy would want to be identified with me.

I climbed down the stairs slowly, while my maidservant held my gown from behind.

As we got closer to the party hall, I didn't hear the sounds of music as expected.

"Did the party start with us?" I asked, looking back at my maidservant, and she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion too.

I hastened my steps and began to run toward the hall, my gown dangling awkwardly behind me, my maidservant followed submissively.

Reaching the hall, my eyes met with the shock of my life. Jane, my stepsister, and my mate were kissing passionately in the hall, the diamond crown on her head glittering beautifully.

She had been inaugurated as his Luna!

My mouth parted in disbelief and confusion.

Standing in the middle of the hall, everyone looked at me, wondering why I was dressed like a bride.

Shame engulfed me, Darcy is really intentional about disgracing me.

I gave no attention to the crowd of people murmuring different words and insults as I walked towards them.

"Darcy," I called slowly.

"Sister," I called, my voice cracking.

"Sister? No, please, stepsister," Jane replied, giggling and running her fingers through Darcy's beard.

"I'm not a daughter of nobody like you, and I'm definitely not a barren," she added, rubbing her stomach slowly.

Is she pregnant? Is she carrying Darcy's child? Was she the lady in his room yesterday?

Different questions ran through my mind.

"You are here already, too bad you came late, I wanted you to witness the event from the beginning to the end, and see how much I love my Luna," he said, stroking Jane's hair slowly.

"You can't do this to me, you didn't even reject me first, you went ahead to deceive me, and bring me here for public disgrace," I said, weeping bitterly.

"Yes,I wanted to disgrace you publicly because that is the kind of disgrace a barren bastard like you deserves," he replied, with no hint of remorse or shame.

"Darcy, we are each other's mate, the moon goddess made us for each other, and your father blessed our union, I can give you babies, please, don't do this to me," I pleaded shamelessly.

He chuckled and pecked Jane on the cheek.

"I agreed to be your mate because my father wanted you for me, I never loved you, Susan, I never did," his words pierced through my heart, making my heart thump in pain.

"You are just an Omega with no traceable background, a fruit of rape, and a shameless barren, see, Susan, you are too much liability, and you have to leave me for good." he spat disdainfully.

"She causes my mother too much pain, as she looks so much like her rapist father," Jane added.

I glanced back at my mom, and she gave me a stern look.

"Please, Darcy, don't reject me, I have no one to go to," I pleaded again.

I truly had nowhere to go, the family I had wanted nothing to do with me. My mother hated me so much and didn't care to hide it. Her reasons for the deep hatred were numerous, but one of her reasons that sticks in my head was because I looked so much like my dad. She said everything about me reminded her of him.

I wished I could meet my dad and ask him the thousands of questions in my mind.

My mom married a beta wolf who helped her when she was heavily pregnant with me. The beta wolf is Jane's father, and they are all happy that their favorite daughter is mated to an Alpha of a not so bad Pack.

"Darling, reject her, so we can continue with our celebration in peace," Jane said Darcy.

"Yes my love, anything for you," he assured her.

"I, Alpha Darcy Alhadro of the Golden Shadow pack reject you, Susan," he paused, remembering I don't even have a surname as my stepfather has refused to let me bear his name, nor has Darcy ever identified me by his surname.

"Let me rephrase that," he said.

"I, Alpha Darcy Alhadro reject you, Susan, as my mate," As he spoke I sensed a tinge of finality in his voice.

"No, Darcy, please, don't do this to me," I pleaded, shaking my head at him.

"Don't waste our time, little witch, accept the rejection, and exit from our lives for good," my mom's voice spoke from behind.

"I, Susan, accept your rejection, Alpha Darcy Alhadro," I managed to say even though I knew my world was falling apart.

As I stepped out of the hall, I felt our bond and link breaking, the pain taking over my entire senses.

I ran to my room in the main building to cry out my grief, my maid servant followed behind me, but I shut the door in her face as I wanted to be alone.

I cried until I fell asleep and drifted to the dream land.

"Please save me, don't leave me, Susan," Darcy pleaded earnestly.

He was in a deep pit alongside other prisoners, and I was sent to go help them come out.

I helped every other person in the pit to get out, but I left Darcy.

"Please don't leave. Please." he yelled, his voice trailing away as I closed the pit angrily.

The forceful slamming of my door startled me from my scary dream.

Jane and Darcy walked in majestically, glued to each other's body.

"You are still here?" Jane asked surprisingly.

"Was I supposed to fly away like a bird," I replied with annoyance in my tone, standing up from my bed. Darcy's palm met my face with a heavy force and I fell back on the bed.

"Don't you ever, ever in your miserable life talk to my Luna like that," he snapped.

I watched as a smirk escaped Jane's lips in satisfaction.

"Well, since you are still here, and you have nowhere to go to, my love and I have decided to make you an offer," Jane said, smiling at me sheepishly.

"An offer?" I murmured.

SUSAN'S POINT OF VIEW

I sat on my bed pondering over Jane, and Darcy's offer.

Since I had nowhere to go they offered me a separate and desolate place to stay in the outskirts of the pack until I found a place to go.

I had ten hours to decide whether I'm taking their offer or not.

If I turned down their offer, I would have to leave the pack tonight.

Confusion settled in the middle of my heart as I wondered if this is not another plan for Darcy and Jane to humiliate me or even kill me.

I didn't have anywhere to go, and I can't afford to be a rogue or a lone wolf, I would be prone to attacks and may eventually get killed.

I sought advice from my maidservant, and she advised me to stay until l had enough money to move to the human world and start a better life.

I listened to her advice and agreed. Night came, and Jane and Darcy marched into my room, but this time they didn't come alone, they came with some guards.

"So are taking the offer or not," Darcy spoke first.

"I will take the offer," I replied coldly.

"Good," Jane said happily.

"I'm not a bad stepsister after all,"

"Pack her bags to the special place," Darcy ordered the guards.

The three of us stepped out of my room as the guards began to pack my properties out of the room I have stayed in for three years.

Jane flipped her hair and I saw a diamond mark sparkling on her neck.

Darcy didn't even waste time in marking her, but he kept me for three whole years without sitting next to me in public, let alone marking me.

Tears pooled up in my eyes, I inhaled and exhaled quietly, but it didn't stop the tears from rolling down my cheek.

"Poor child, the rejection is taking a toll on you, it's just for the meantime, you will be fine," Jane said mockingly.

Darcy looked at me blankly and hissed.

"Follow them," he said to me, pointing to the guards.

I settled in my new apartment. Shortly after, dinner was brought to me by another maidservant. I ate sorrowfully while sitting on my bed thinking about how my life had changed drastically within twenty-four hours when the door creaked open and a hefty man walked in.

I trembled and fear gripped my heart as he walked towards me.

"Please, don't kill me, I'm nobody, I have only one hundred dollars, I can give you if you want, please don't harm me," I pleaded tearfully.

He laughed loudly and sat beside me, his weight made the bed shake.

"Has anyone ever told you, you worry too much?" his deep and husky voice asked.

"No," I answered innocently.

"Let's make it brief and short. I was happy when they brought your deal to me," he said.

I had no clue of who or what he was talking about, but I didn't dare to question him or act clueless.

He showed me his gun, and chills went down my spines.

Was he going to kill me?

"Just as you are thinking, I was paid to kill you tonight, but I see you are a sexy girl, so

I will spare your life and have a taste of you," his eyes hovering round my body.

I shifted farther from him, and tried to run out of the room, but he grabbed me by my hand and pushed me back to the bed.

"Don't think for a second that you can outrun me," he warned, pinning me between his long and thick legs.

I struggled, I hit him, I cried, and begged, but he was determined to have his way with me.

He covered my mouth with his wide palm, making me grasp for breath as he made his way with me.

He went in and out of me roughly until he reached his climax, I lay under his body like the devoured prey that I was, and I watched him buckle his belt and dashed out of the room.

My knee grew weak and standing up seemed almost impossible, his bitter sweat was dripping from my body and his masculine scent mixed with his whiskey-smelly breath caused nausea in my stomach, giving me an urge to throw up.

The urge grew intensely, and I quickly rushed to the bathroom to throw up.

I cleaned my body and waited patiently for the new day to get brighter, so I can go see the pack doctor for proper internal cleansing because I don't want to have a child for a rapist like my mother had me.

I cried myself to bed only to be woken up by the sun ray penetrating the window. I slowly opened my eyes and my gaze fell on a small black gun at the edge of my bed.

"That monster forgot his gun," I muttered.

Without wasting one more second, I hid the gun in my safe box and got dressed to go to the pack clinic.

"Good morning Luna," the pack doctor's assistant greeted me immediately I entered the clinic.

I responded with a short smile and asked her to bring my card.

Didn't she hear the news? I have been rejected, and I was never a Luna.

There has never been a month I didn't come here for a pregnancy test and checkups when I was mated to Darcy. I unclenched my jaw and exhaled forcefully to suppress the anxiety I was feeling.

The card was brought out and I explained how I was feeling to the doctor, and asked for some cleansing.

He simply nodded, and ordered his assistance to withdraw my blood.

I sat quietly waiting for my results. My heart pounded rapidly. The fear of what the test results could be gave way to greater anxiety.

Ten minutes later, the doctor was back, and he held a white envelope in his hand.

"Here is the result," the doctor's voice, stirring up the fear in my heart.

My hands trembled uncontrollably as I collected the result from the pack doctor. Opening the envelope my palm became sweaty. My eyes widened as I saw the test result, I blinked rapidly trying to process the unexpected revelation, my mind struggling to reconcile with the reality I held in my cold hands.