Amelia's p. o. v
Not only were we taken by force from our pack, all that we knew and grew up cherishing was destroyed, despite having no one to love and to protect me, she probably did, and seeing them being killed and slaughtered was a horrible feeling. What's even worse was that we were supposed to please the same pack that killed our pack members.
"I don't know when my owner will be back." She said in a cracked voice.
"Owner?" I asked to try and understand what she was talking about.
"Yes, my owner." She answered then pulled out her hands from mine.
"When we reached the pack, you were taken away while we were ordered to stand there. A warrior went ahead to call the other males that had remained behind." She said then swallowed hard and put her hand together on her lap.
"Then the warriors came running happily towards us..." She trailed off as her voice broke and tears continued to fall.
"You don't have to tell me anything. So don't." I whispered sadly as tears filled my eyes.
Just looking at her face and body movements, I could tell that she was very terrified and sad.
"Each warrior grabbed a female of his choice happily like a human would grab a given toy. While some dragged the females away and to wherever they wanted, others began stripping down and having their way there with the females." She continued.
"I too was grabbed by a warrior and dragged to the forest near the training field. There I was forced to suck him off.... but I was no good because I had no experience. I tried telling him that I was a virgin and that I could do better but that only made it worse." She sobbed loudly as a tear rolled on my cheek.
"I tried to please him but he wasn't happy with how I was taking him. He was very angry that....." She trailed off.
"What did he do to you?" I asked softly.
She grabbed the side of her dress and folded it in her hands.
"Show me," I said strongly.
She hesitated but slowly stood up and pulled down the loops from her shoulders as the dress fell to the ground revealing huge claw marks on her back that were still red and slowly healing.
"Did he do that to you?" I asked just to be entirely sure.
"Yes, it was my punishment for failing to please him." She answered then went to her knees and picked up the dress then wore it.
"He then dragged me here and ordered me to stay in that group I was in, then left without a word. I was later given this room by an elderly woman and told to study how the females in my group acted, she then left after giving me this dress to change in." She whispered while she sat down next to me.
"From hearing the female talk, I learnt a few things in just these past hours. I was brought here by the warrior so that I would be trained on how to please him or any other man who would take interest in me." She said then moved her hands and wiped off her tears.
I moved my hand and patted her shoulder lightly.
She and I weren't so different now, because what she had gone through was what I went through almost everyday in our previous pack. My tears were my best friend for a very long time. I chose to endure their horrible treatments because of the hope that I had of one day having a loving mate who would protect and want me.
"You see, I am not like the other females, despite coming from a strong line of betas, I'm an Omega. So healing whenever I'm injured takes time." She said then sniffed.
I understood what she meant very well because I too was an Omega.
"My name is Amelia," I said without thinking.
She looked at me seriously for a few minutes then smiled.
"I'm Toni." She answered.
"Toni is a nice name." I said softly.
She rubbed her cheek then nodded.
"It is, but so is Amelia." She answered.
"Thank you," I whispered, then kept quiet.
I had a lot to think about, like what I was going to do if that warrior did come back for me?. Was he going to force himself on me, or perhaps hit me just so he could exercise his dominance?. As much as the alpha stressed out about me being his wife's slave, I wasn't safe anywhere and I think that's why the Luna even ordered that warrior to bring me here. She knew the dangers of being in the mansion and she wanted me to go through just that.
"Your master looks different from most warriors of this pack." She said in a low tone.
I faced her seriously then sighed loudly.
"He's not my master Toni." I pointed out in the nicest way.
"The warrior that grabbed me ordered me to call him that way." She said sadly.
"Yes that warrior looks different but that doesn't mean he truly is." I quickly answered to stop her from thinking about her bad incident.
"But he is handsome." She said softly as I chuckled.
"Is that your type?" I asked teasingly.
"No." She answered shyly then covered her face with her hands.
"Oh my goodness, you like him and he's obviously your type right?" I asked playfully.
She dropped her hands and shook her head.
"Well, he isn't mine as well." I said honestly.
He was very attractive and handsome in his own way, but he wasn't what I wanted. My type was my mate, he wasn't only very handsome, he had a body of a Greek god perfectly made and sculptured by our goddess. My body acknowledged his touch and my mind only thought of him just as my heart only beat for him.
"Then who is?" She asked.
"My mate," I answered, then bit my lower lip.
Crap. What did I just say?.