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Children are supposed to be grown with care and love and should have a good home environment.

But yet not many grow up like those fairytales you read, those are just fairytales.

"Dad your hurting my wrist" cried out a little (Y/n) who was getting dragged by her wrist yet again before she was thrown towards her living room. The moon shined brightly from behind her father's looming figure "Why haven't you gone to heat yet?". (Y/n) confused stared at her father who let out a growl as he glared with hatred at (Y/n). "You haven't shown ANY FUCKING SIGNS OF ANY PHEROMONES OR ANY HEAT" yelled (Y/n) father a man very well known in the business industry. (Y/n) trembled in fear as she moved back but looking back at her father she saw him with a belt. Tears welled up in the eyes of the little girl as she stood up and ran to the door but she tripped halfway towards the door as her father struck down to hit her. From the corner of her eye she saw her mother who was getting out of one of the many rooms in her house look at her. (Y/n) smiled thinking her mother would have stopped her father but she was wrong. Her mother looked at her and looked at her father before looking in disgust "Stop making noise" and then closed the door.

(Y/n) was found with bruises and purple red marks on her body the next day as her dried up tears stained her face. Her mother looked down at her before saying "get up, start learning how to be a fucking proper omega and then your dad won't beat you anymore" before kicking her away from the entrance and leaving (Y/n) on the floor.

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(Y/n) woke in fright and held her chest as she sat up, sweat dripping down the side of her head. Panting she laid back down on her bed as she looked to the ceiling and reached out towards it before she clenched her hand. Panting she started to relax herself before turning towards the side of her bed and getting out of her bed before grabbing s change of clothes and taking a bath. She usually didn't have nightmares but today she had.

Turning the handles the warm water swept onto her skin. She then leaned over the wall of the bathroom before softly sitting on her showers floor where she started to cry. Why wasn't she normal? Why was she broken? What made her broken? Many questions were made but left unanswered but looking through her life she remembered that not all omegas were treated equal. Omegas were treated more like products of sexual pleasure so why should she act like an omega. Sighing she leaned her head back and looked at her wet hands that was getting wet from the water of her shower. Getting up from the wet floor she wiped her tears and washed her hair and body before grabbing her towel and drying. Changing out of her sweaty clothes she changed to her new clothes and dried her clothes before laying on her bed till the sun rose and a knock was heard on her door.

"Miss (Y/n) it's your Alpha"

A soft smile was placed on (Y/n) face as she stood up from her bed. As she headed towards the door with a fake smile adorned her face

"Hello there Alpha"

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