Daisy
I turn around as my twin sister storms into the room. Her blue eyes are dark and she looks ticked off. Dread rushes through me and I take a step back.
"Get over here, little bitch!" Dahlia snarls and walks up to me grabbing my arm. I flinch as her grip is hard and her nails big through my hoodie sleeves.
"B-Beta Dahlia!" Samuel stammers and puts his hands up. "Daisy's been here the whole time! I can vouch for her."
Samuel is always trying to defuse the situation, but it always has the opposite effect on Dahlia. "Oh, shut up! And that's future Luna to you, Omega trash." She snaps.
I then find myself getting dragged away and I shoot Samuel a hard look. Nothing good will come from him following us. I don't want him to get in trouble either.
She takes me into a bathroom and locks the door. "Listen here, useless scum." She shoves me hard against the wall. "My birthday will be this Saturday and Tristian is holding a birthday celebration for me. Don't EVEN think about crashing it. Stay in your room if you don't want to embarrass yourself. Understood?"
I hesitate at what she says. Does she not remember that it's also my birthday too? Before long I'm blind with pain as Dahlia slaps me hard. I stare at her a bit dazed while she scowls.
"Are you deaf or stupid?! Answer the question, your bitch! I'm going to be your future Luna and you're treating me with this much disrespect already?!" Before I can say anything in response, Dahlia slaps me hard again this time using his nails. "Now, Omega trash!"
I flinch and touch my cheek as I feel something wet on it. "Y-yes... I understand." I murmur before I gasp out when she punches me hard in the stomach. I fall onto my knees and try to catch my breath.
Dahlia laughs out like this is so hilarious. "That's exactly where you belong. On your knees either looking at the floor or up at me." As I look up, I see a cold smirk on her face. "Know your place. Learn it well if you want to survive in this pack."
With that Dahlia spins on her heels and walks out. I pant softly and close her eyes fighting as I collect myself. This isn't the worst I've been through. It's going to be alright.
"... Grit your teeth and endure... you'll be loved soon," I whisper to myself as I stand up. I wash my face and look at myself in the mirror. She clawed my cheek. I'll have two dark bruises soon as well. I don't even want to see my stomach right now.
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