"Tired of Living In Vein"
George POV
"Filthy omega get up and start working!" My father Wilbur who was already upstairs shouting at me.
Whenever I wake up late he always yells at me from the basement and calls me filthy for being a low ranking wolf in the pack.
Yes, I'm an omega in this horrible pack called L'manberg with a horrible leader Alpha Schlatt.
Omegas like me are being treated as a low life and nothing but a slave in the pack.
Even my parents Nikki and Wilbur who are both a high class werewolves was disappointed when I was born, I was different from them and so when I started walking and understanding things, they made me do chores and calls me as the bad omen of the family.
It was rare for Warrior wolves to have an omega pup, hence i was always called filthy by my own parents.
"I'm coming." I quickly got up on my dirty and broken bed and rushed upstairs before father beats me again.
Yesterday I got home late because of extra duties in the pack house, father got mad and started beating me, he dragged me towards the basement and threw me in harshly before going back upstairs while locking my door.
I have pack duties ever since I turned 12. The Alpha of the pack made this law that all omegas should start working pack duties at that young age.
It was already 7AM and I still have an hour before my shift in the pack house starts.
As I walked in the living room I saw mother standing and glaring at me for over sleeping. I usually wake up around 5AM to do house chores because she never does them ever since I was born.
I approached her with my head down in submission. I wasn't allowed to look at her in the eye unless said so.
"You're Late Filthy Mutt!" Mother yelled. "How dare you come home late and wake up when the sun has already risen, Do all your chores now before you go to your shift!"
"Yes ma'am." I nodded and scurried off doing my first task.
I got lucky that father was already out to the training halls. He usually does the my beatings. Mother couldn't even bare to touch me because she says that im filthy and had no worth for her to even bother with.
Sometimes it wonders me why didn't they just killed me when they knew I was nothing for them.
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As I finally finished my house chores with only 10minutes left to spare, I quickly rushed towards the pack house.
Omegas are never allowed to enter from the front of the pack house, it was only for higher ranking wolves.
Hence why I was now running at full speed hoping to reach the back door and into the back hall before the head Omega gets mad at me and might punish me for being late.
Omegas in this pack has different duties where we are all separated based on what they think we should do.
The head Omega is the one that manages us lower omegas.
Some omegas do the kitchen duties, others are assigned as cleaners, some are errand boys
or girls
like i am, and the worst one is the slave duty where you are being forced to submit or harassed by upper rank wolves for their entertainment.
As long as i do my job properly in the pack house then I wouldn't be assigned in that situation.
I finally arrived at the place with only 1 minute to spare. I quickly went into my line for errand boys
or girls
.
Luckily the head omega still hasn't arrived which could only mean one thing and that she's probably still speaking with the Beta.
The Beta is the one that instructs the head omega on what to do for today's agenda.
"Psst, hey George." I looked towards the person who called me and it was no other than Karl.
Karl is a warrior who guards the omegas, he was assigned here 3 years ago to keep everything in check. Although Karl is very different from other warriors, he is actually a good guy and talks to the omegas like normal.
"Hey karl what's up?" I responded.
"I have seem to spot you almost 1 minute late from the formation." He teased.
"I overslept because yesterday I had overnight duties, please don't tell the head omega?" I told him, with a petty look like some kid that lost his candy and doesn't wanna tell his mom.
"Pfft, cheer up man its fine, besides you know I'm not like the others. I've seen other packs that are better than ours in dealing with omegas. They actually treat them as equal."
I sigh. He is right, there are other packs that treats their omegas better than just a slave. Those omegas where lucky enough not to be born here.
"By the way did you know there will be a big party for the Alpha's Son tonight?" Karl announced.
"Is that why the head omega still isn't here?" I asked karl and he nodded in reply. "Yep, she's still talking with the blade."
The blade or Technoblade is the Beta of this pack. He is in charge whenever our Alpha, Jschlatt is busy or isn't around. He also manages the omegas.
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Soon enough we heard a loud boom noise coming from the inner door of the back halls and saw the Head Omega come its way to the front.
"Alright everyone, I have talked with Beta Blade and we will be having a lot of things to do today in preparation of the Alpha son's birthday celebration. He will be turning 18 this year and will officially be able to find his mate."
The day where everyone even the omegas could ever dreamed of, the day of their 18th birthday. It's the time where everyone could officially start finding their mate through the bond.
There is a rule in this pack when omegas get to be at that age they could go and try to search for their partners in the pack, and if your lucky enough they might accept you fully.
But if they couldn't find them, then it must be that their mate is still young or is in another pack, which is unlucky because the Alpha doesn't let any omegas go outside the territory.
I am already 19 years old but i couldn't find my mate. Maybe she or he is still young or in another pack.