The Alpha's Abused Mate.

as heavier than the bag on my shoulders. As I walked, I caught sight of Raquelle speeding past me in her car. I was a bi

sed passionately. I couldn't help but smile at the sight. It was the kind of love I longed for-someone to call mine, someone to run to w

e? Who could possibly

t even think of them as family anymore-just people I lived with. I was never included in their lives, always on the outside looking in. Janet inv

sical appearance, but I hoped he would be kind. I had endured so muc

many stories of omegas being cast aside, unwanted and unloved

before me, and I did my best to keep my head down as I walked in. I didn't want any trouble. I a

and fell, making the books in my arms scatter acros

f them sneered, "Now

nother girl taunted, "Air

irls. She's not even pret

really hate your mate

by now. People never missed a chance to remind me how unattractive I was because of my thin frame. In today's world

ooks I needed for my first period, hoping to go unnot

in was ap

Rachel, and Raquelle, my stepsister. Most referred to them as the Queen Bees, b

," Raven c

uld go away. I didn't want any problems. But then, I felt a sh

I wi

uld, my head was slammed into my locker. P

el said "You were actually going t

"I wonder what gave you t

y response would on

re talking to you

coming next. Rachel stepped closer with a smirk on her face. But bef

?" he asked, his gaze

sweetly at him

se," Raven added in an inno

slammed my face into the locker pretty hard. M

ed as he looked at me. "W

peak up. "I was just

ed at me, waitin

l." I

nvinced. "You fel

r," I mu

piciously "You know bullying isn't

ock. "Us? Bullies? How ca

. I love her to death. How can I bully my own siste

d, they would get into trouble, and if they got into trouble, they would make

acher pressed,

e? No. For the sake of my

said "We were

, but without proof, the

e said with a nod b

hispered in my ear "You won't be so lucky next time,

girls," Raq

me, sending my books crashing to the flo

ally gone, I let o

hat was ov