Five

The two ladies had only spent a week in Gradv pack but it seems like a year. The grey wolf that had tried to intimidate them while they were at the pack border begging for food seem to have held a grudge.

He hated how the others had teased him over the lack of fear the ladies had on while he tried to scare them away. And Eliza, an omega of the pack also hated them for reasons the ladies are yet to know.

Although they haven't been allowed to make any food which they both were grateful for as the pack would have probably been poisoned by their cooking, they were made to do every peeling. From onions to garlic, ginger, and even potatoes. The ladies who had never had to do any task for themselves now had scars on their hands from having to work menial works.

Lately, they noticed their shoulders had been hurting from having been left in a bending position for too long. Oh, how nice would it have been if that was all they had to do and go through.

The omega's in this pack, or probably in every pack seem to have a leader of her own. And in this case, Antonella and Lillian was less than trash to them.

Not only were they wolf less but they are also a rogues, rogues that should have been killed as soon as they stepped foot into their pack.

Those are the perfect recipe to be bullied. And were they bullied...

When any omega feels low or is being talked down on by the other pack members, they make Antonella and Lillian their abuse bag. This little show of superiority had unfortunately gotten into some of them too much that the bullying had been turning physical.

"What is this huh?! I asked you to wash this cloth since and you left it here?!" Christy, a petite blonde who also happens to be an omega questioned as she glared at them. Christy is more of a gang leader type. She is the head cook's daughter hence why she can do anything and get away with it as long as she is within the omega quarters.

Right now she was glaring at Lillian who had her head lowered. Lillian was upset, she felt like tearing up this lady who wouldn't have had a chance to ever speak to her had she met her just two weeks ago.

But she swallowed it, their goal is much more important than this thing before her. Letting out some air through her mouth, she lowered her head even more. "I am sorry" her voice meek. This had Christy smiling internally, earlier when a pack member had scolded her, she had been feeling so displeased but seeing the useless lady whose head was lowered before her right now had her feeling better.

"Oh will you shut up you piece of trash... You are not even worthy of being called trash. You are less than trash, less than those termites that eat rotten food. You aren't worth breathing the same air as I am, you idiotic thing!" Lillian wasn't shocked to hear all of this. Antonella and her have heard worse than those names. But that doesn't mean she was okay with hearing them, Lillian had to grit her teeth together and swallow her anger as she once again responded.

"I am sorry" she apologized again while her wolf whimpered in anger. She was annoyed, how dare a rat insult her? But then, they had to endure it all. This insult and even more insults since this pack can provide them security for the time being.

Antonella on the other hand also had her head down as she peeled some potatoes, she ground her teeth together to stop herself from talking, from defending her friend! 'I will surely have Christy's head for having dared insult Lillian!' Antonella vowed to herself.

"I am sorry" Christy mimicked Lillian and went on to poke her head. "You..." poke "Are..." poke "Nothing..." poke "A..." poke "Nobody..." poke.

The spectators laughed watching Christy poke Lillian who did not react. Her head was lowered so much that none of them could see the redness of her eyes. Lillian was holding back her tears, not from being poked, but from the misfortune they found themselves. 'Was this the life Evans thought it wise they lived in?' She wondered to herself.

Never had she imagined she would be amid wolves like this, never did she think she will have to do any chores for someone, never did she think she would be poked by a mere omega. But alas, here she was, being insulted, maltreated, and poked and all she can do is to take it in.

"I heard her telling her friend she won't wash the clothes!" Eliza who was a part of the spectator spoke out loud causing more mumbling to arise.

Christy was mad, very much so. "Is that true?" She gritted out as she glared at Lillian

"No, I never said such a thing " Lillian quickly denied it.

"So you are saying she lied?" Her taunting tone made Lillian realize just how wrong she was to have denied the allegation. Either way she is going to receive more insults from them.

Her thought was interrupted by the sound of a slap, she heard the sound before she felt the sting. Her hand instantly went to touch as cheeks as she looked up with disbelief.

This is different from being insulted or being poked, how dare they slap her?!

Antonella too had instantly walked over to her friend after the slap. "Lillian..." She called her friend, worry etched on her face. She wasn't worried about these wolves, even though they might be tagged weak, they weren't weak to take these wolves down but the problem was the pack.

They would come for them... And right now, they were in no way strong enough to have a pack after them.

"Oh, you want to fight me huh?" Christy hadn't planned on slapping her but now that she did it, she felt like doing it again. Those spectating too hadn't thought Christy would do such a thing as it was an offense to fight among themselves. They would be punished by the Alpha. But then again, they were nothing but rogues. Rogues that haven't been presented before the Alpha. Doesn't that mean even the Alpha thinks they are worthless...

Even the Gradv pack beta had been concerned over the Alpha's lack of interest in the rogues he had brought in. ' Shouldn't he be questioning them and make them swear their loyalty to the pack?' This thought had burdened him for a while now.

"Maybe you should ask the Alpha. I am certain he is not pleased with the fact you brought them in." His mate made it clear she hated what he did. She might have been a rogue once but now she is a beta female. Most of the younger pack members do not even remember that part of her but her mate, the one who should understand her the most just had to go look for rogues to help.

Was he trying to remind her of her origin?

Wasn't it enough that the Alpha looks at her with disgust even to this day, does her mate have to refresh the Alpha's memory of when she had first joined this pack?!

How hateful.

"I think you are right. It has been a week already." The beta agreed to his mate not knowing she hated his guts at this very moment. "I will go and meet him now" He told her and moved close for a kiss, his mate subtly turned her face and his kiss landed on her cheeks instead. Not thinking much about that, he left to go meet with the Alpha.

"Alpha" he bowed respectfully. The Alpha was sat behind his wooden desk, his glasses on as he read through some papers.

"Yes?" The Alpha questioned without looking up from his papers. One could see a line or two forming on his forehead every once in a while.

"It is about the rogues I brought in last time. You... Should I bring them over to you?" The beta asked, happy he was able to correct himself before he makes a mistake in his words.

"Why?" The Alpha asked again still not looking away from his papers.

"The ritual. You have to see them so they can perform the ritual." Without the ritual, they can't be recognized as a part of the pack, they won't have a link with us, and their loyalty...

"Why should I?" The Alpha finally looked up from his paper. "I have no plans of making them one of us." He chuckled coldly. They both knew what happens among the omegas. They are still the pack leaders after all. The weak omega gets intimidated and bullied by the others causing the suicide rate among omegas to be on the rise. Gradv pack especially has been having several cases of suicide for a long time now.

"When you let them inside the pack, you made them a sacrificial lamb for those omegas to let their frustration on. With their death, I won't feel it neither will I have to be saddened by it. I must commend you James, you gave us a new idea." The Alpha laughed coldly as he picked his paper back. As Alpha, although he never thought much about the omega's, he always feel the pain of any of the losses they have. But if those ladies do not perform the ritual, not only will the Omega's have a plaything, he would never have to feel the breakage of their bond.

He didn't need to say it out, his dismissive tone was enough for the beta to know he should get out.

"And James, don't you dare try to get them out. You brought them in without my approval but for them to leave my pack..." He left his words hanging while James bowed one more time and walked out of the office. His heart filled with guilt.

He should have just given them money and sent them away...

Inside a room at the Omega quarters, two ladies curled up against the wall.

"Do we have to also take this too?" Lillian asked, she was bitter and in pain. The girls had tagged hers and Antonella's actions as rude and not only were they slapped, they had kicked them down to the floor and left punches all over them.

What had saved them today had been the news of the beta walking towards the quarters. Although he didn't come in and only walked past, the fear of being caught by him had the ladies scrambling away like cowards.

"Yes we will. Do you remember what your brother had told us once? Pain is a part of training." One time when Lillian, Jessica, and she had gone to watch the boys train, Lillian's older brother Derek had been with them. It was a known secret he had a crush on Jessica and would always try to stay close to her whenever he saw her.

During the training, a young boy was fighting with a much stronger opponent, and although he kept on losing, he would stand up and fight again. This had the girls wondering if the boy was a sadist or if he just doesn't know when to stop.

"Pain is a part of training, his body will eventually get used to the pain and when that happens, it will have to take something much more dangerous to have him flinch." They didn't understand it then, and maybe they still do not understand it now but Antonella wanted to numb the pain inside her heart. While they were beaten up earlier, she was able to forget her pains for that short while. If getting beaten by those girls can help her forget, then she will gladly allow herself to become their punching bag, heck, she will make sure they punch her always. 'This pain was nothing compared to the one she has on her heart.' Antonella though to herself.

"You are insane" Lillian muttered while her wolf growled at her deviance. That was her Luna and she had no right to say such a thing to her.

"What but I am right, she is insane, and now I have to be just as insane as her." Lillian complained inwardly.

"That is the only way we can survive Lillian" that was the only way. Her thoughts, her chest, the weight in her chest which was becoming too choking for her felt better earlier and she can now finally breathe. Of course she might seem insane right now, but to her, she is only trying to survive.