My mate is the Alpha, but I'm an omega.
* I woke up still on the floor, bloodied and sore. I weakly pushed myself up to lean against the wall, I looked down and analyzed myself. My leg was broken and bent in unordinary way. I braced myself, bit down on my lip, and broke it the other direction. There, good as new I thought to myself.
I sat there for a few minutes, staring at nothing, reflecting on my life. It was only a big blur of beatings and verbal abuse, except for the small, almost unnoticeable highlights of my life. *
Aurora Kingsly Alaska is the Omega of her pack. For many years now she's been beaten, mistreated, almost went rogue, and learned to take a hit. After these long years of physical and emotional pain she's had enough, she moves in with her sister and her sister's mate, Jack- who hates her, but agrees to a deal to help her train and become stronger. She is learning to be able to protect herself, become smart in combat, and physically strong. She hides herself beneath long sleeves and sweatpants, the ideal cover for her hidden strengths.
She finally comes to her breaking point when she gets beaten by more than one pack member and does the most unthinkable thing - she fights back. One thing on her mind is family and she runs for her life to another territory, where her last cousin is found and she hopes to be accepted into this new pack. One other thing she also finds is a mate, but the catch is, is that he is the Alpha.
Dear Aurora believes this is her last resort for peace and the absence of abuse. Does this new life prove her wrong or is she as lucky as can be? Does her reputation with bad luck continue it's toll or subside? Is her mate and new pack all glamour and glory? Find out when the truth comes into play it's part.
Will Alpha accept this "low life" of a werewolf to be his or will another thing get added to her list of sorrow, does "rejected" ring a bell?
-Offensive language and wordings
-May not be ideal for all feminists