Omega's Awakening: Worthless to priceless

Mira's POV  It's been a week since I have been here, and I have no idea when I would be getting out. To be honest, I love it here. I don't get to work from early in the morning into late hours at night. Right here, I can get enough sleep, but out there, I couldn't even get four hours of sleep. Apart from the fact that I can't get leftovers to eat here, I can't take my bath, and the guards are always teasing and mocking me. I will very much prefer to be imprisoned if I have my way around. I don't even have a wolf that would have loved to roam around. “Time up!” I heard one of the guards' voices, and I looked up at him. He's probably here to tell me how pathetic my life is. I hear that all the time, and I'm even used to it now. But to my surprise, two other guards came into the cell and grabbed me. I didn't bother to ask any questions or struggle with them. I will only be putting myself in so much trouble if I confront them. They dragged me along and brought me to the Alpha's office. I inhaled sharply. There's absolutely nothing that they want to be done to me that has not already been done. “Here she is, Alpha,” one of the guards said, and before being told, I went on my knees with my head bowed. “I hope you have learned your lesson and won't dare to cross me like that again. Take her away, Martha. I'm sure you know what to do with the wench,” the Alpha said, and Martha pulled me up by my hair. I followed after obediently wincing silently in pain as she pulled me along. We arrived at the kitchen, and my stomach churned at the offensive smell slammed at me in the face. I may have been in prison for a week, but my sense of smell, I'm sure, is still as sharp as ever. “I asked the maids not to touch a thing for the past week that you have been away. I'm sure you will be excited to do all the dishes and clean the kitchen. The maids will be back to prepare dinner. So make sure everything is done by then. I want the entire kitchen and hallway sparkling clean,” Martha said, and I felt my heart beat stop for a second. “You wouldn't mind, right? Well, unless you want me to go report you to the Alpha and let him know you have no interest in following his orders,” Martha threatened, and I shook my head. “Good! So get rid of that smell,” she said and pushed me away. I almost fell to the ground but quickly caught myself. Martha walked out, laughing her way out of the kitchen. I wiped the tears off my eyes and the sweats that I gathered on my forehead. I packed my long black hair into a ponytail and grabbed one of the aprons. I tied it around my waist and got to work. The sooner I start, the faster I'm able to finish up. I dried the last plate and placed it on the countertop. It's almost five in the evening, which means I've been here for six hours. I cleaned the hallway already and eliminated the offensive stench. I could hardly breathe in here a while ago. I picked the garbage neatly tied in a big nylon and headed for the woods where the dirt is being disposed of to be taken care of later, by the community guards. I must count myself lucky that I'm not charged with the duty of doing it myself. I got into the wood and disposed of the dirt. I found a bird chipping on the tree, and the sound coming from its mouth provided me with some comfort. I decided to stay a while. I needed all the breaks I could get. Besides, everyone will be too busy preparing the Alpha's meal of wish I am not worthy to be behold. They won't even realise that I'm not there. The bird continued chipping, and I listened, humming some songs to go along with. If only my life could be as easy as this bird's, I would trade anything to be in its place. But a girl can only dream. I exhaled sharply and decided to go back to the pack mansion. I should be available in case I'm needed to run errands. My knee snapped and went numb the minute I tried to walk. I stumbled on the floor, hitting my leg on one of the tree branches. “Ouch!” I cried out in pain, scaring the bird away. “No birdie, please don't go away. Don't leave me too.” I pouted my mouth heartbroken that I might have scared the poor bird. Now I'm all alone again, like always. I pushed myself up and managed to stand. I began walking but froze on the spot to concentrate and be sure I had just heard right. “Help…” I heard that distressed voice again, and I froze in shock. “Help?” I repeated wanting to be sure I'm not in some nightmare. “No!!!” I heard another scream and began walking towards where the voice came from. All of a sudden, I heard tree branches tumbling over each other, and I felt fear gripped me. I gulped down some air as I took each step nervously. “Who's that?” I called out, but no one answered me. At first, I thought my mind must be playing a trick on me. “Am I going crazy?” I muttered under my breath, but I quickly snapped out of my thoughts as I heard more tree branches break, thereby making a loud noise. I walked faster, but my knee would not let me run. I followed the sound and tripped again, stumbling on some rock. “Ahhh!” I screamed in pain. I lifted my eyes and almost collapsed again with the sight in front of me. “Run!!” I yelled.