Her Secret (part 1)
The Norm

I wake up at 3:45 am. Brush my hair and pull it up. Get dressed in my jeans, tan t-shirt and worn shoes. Brush my teeth and go up stairs. I’m in the large kitchen starting breakfast by 4. We feed everyone who stays in the pack house and any other wolf in the pack who wants to come here and eat. The omegas in-charge of the kitchen come in and we get the food made and out on the buffet by 6. Once everyone gets their food, the omegas get theirs. I have to clean up the buffet table before I can get a plate. There isn’t much left for me but I get what I can. Everyone eats in the pack house hall where there are many tables. I have to eat by myself in the kitchen. After I eat I help clean the breakfast dishes. We’re done by 8. I now have three hours to clean the large pack living room and the three downstairs bathrooms. Luckily they don’t get too bad since I do this everyday. I’m in one of the bathrooms now when a couple of she-wolves walk by.

“Why won’t Alpha Hunter just kick her out? She doesn’t belong here.”

Talking about me again I see.

“It would look bad. But I heard that one of the men we protect, he’s like 50 or something, has never been married and wants a young bride to bear him a son to pass his possessions to. When she turns 21 he’s going to pay Alpha Hunter a lot of money for her.”

“He must be desperate.”

“And I heard he is very unattractive. Gotta be bad if even your money doesn’t get you a wife.”

They just laugh the rest of the way down the hall. I think I’m gonna be sick. Married to someone who could almost be my grandfather. All for money. Well, and to get rid of me. I turn 21 in just a few weeks. I’m not strong or brave enough to fight it. Might as well get used to my future. I’ll have money. It’ll probably all go to our kids but they’ll take care of their mother. I’ll be a good mom. They’ll want to take care of me. I won’t be a maid in this hell hole anymore. I could be married to an older unattractive man to get out of here. Sure. No, definitely going to be sick now.

After re-cleaning the bathroom. Thank you stomach. I get myself to the kitchen by 11 to help with lunch. We serve at 12. Same thing like from breakfast. At least I’m not hungry today. It doesn’t matter that there was only some bread left for me. I just sip on some water then start the clean up. After lunch I do my chores for the day. It’s different everyday. Clean certain rooms or the staircase or the office. Sometimes I have outdoor work but I’m usually stuck inside. We serve dinner at 7 and I’m done and in my room by 9. After a much needed shower I go to bed. Pam doesn’t come by today and that’s fine. I’m too worn out and still feel sick. I’m nervous about my future now too. And tomorrow? I get to do all again. No off days. Lather, rinse, repeat. Maybe the older man is the best option. Blah.

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