The Lycan's Rejected Mate (naiah and Amos) novel Chapter 1

Anaiah's POV

My name is Anaiah Ross. The most hated wolf in the pack, when I shifted into my wolf for the first time, I killed Tomas Rivers, our Alpha's brother, who attempted to rape me.

Tomas Rivers was a pedophile who used to touch me inappropriately when no one was watching. That's why I'm not sorry I killed him.

Since that day, the pack has been mistreating and bullying me. They beat, starve, and make me clean the pack house day in and day out.

I tried to tell them it was only self-defense, but they didn't believe me. Tomas' wife, Leah, denied all the accusations and said that her husband was a perfect man. I know she knows the truth.

My parents turned their backs on me because, after the murder, they were demoted from their Gamma status to Omegas. Omegas are considered the weakest link of the pack, others are strong, but most are just cleaners and help out around the pack. They have no major role, like fighting in wars or any important pack political business.

"Where is that bitch!" Leah sneers. I roll my eyes because of everyone here. She makes my life a living hell. I was supposed to be banished after I killed Tomas, but my parents pleaded and asked on my behalf, saying it was my first shift and lost control.

I get out of my room, it is almost an old walk-in closet next to the storeroom on the second floor. There is a mattress and an old broken mirror. I only have a few clothes, shoes, and a collection of my favorite books.

I mentally prepare myself for all the insults and beating I'll receive. Once in the main room, Leah is standing elegantly in a long dress and heels, one hand on her hip as she taps her feet against the floor in impatience, the other hand holding a yellow fabric that she throws in my face as soon as I'm at arm's reach. I remove it from my face and throw it on the floor, annoyed.

"Um..." I trail, pointing at the dress on the floor. Leah is livid now, and I didn't expect her to slap me and blood splatter from my nose as I fall to the ground from the impact. She kicks me once again in the stomach, and I grunt.

"I told you to hand wash it!" She yells. I cover my face with my arms as I take blow after blow.

It has been like this since her husband died, and I'm here to take all her hate.

I go to the Omega bathroom to clean myself. The cold water hits my body, and I shiver.