Claimed As A Breeder

DAPHNE

“Worthless! Absolutely, useless.”

The loud, terrifying voice of my father brought cold shivers all over my body as he threw the money on my face. I was kneeling in front of my father and my stepmother, shivering… in fear, of course.

The last time I made this amount of money, I was flogged mercilessly because I couldn’t sit for so many days. My fear is that I don’t know what punishments they would give me tonight.

Before I could say another word, my stepsister kicked my leg, making me fall on my face. There was a broken glass on the ground, so my palms went straight into the shattered glass, and I winced in pain.

Smiling maliciously, she stood up and stepped hard on my hand. Blood gushed out of my palms as she kept pressing my palms hard to the broken glass with her feet.

“You wolfless omega, you’re just a freeloader in this house. You can’t even make money with those night blind eyes of you.” She gritted her teeth.

Glaring hard at me, my stepmother scoffed and turned to my father whose face was expressionless. “Honey, I don’t think we should still keep this thing around. Of what use is she to us if she can’t make more money? This is barely 100 bucks.”

“That’s right. Do you go out all day just to make peanuts? Seems you’ve forgotten why we even let you stay here, huh?” My father yelled at me again.

Tears flooded down my cheeks, and I sniffed hard. “I’m sorry, Dad. The market was really so bad today. I hardly made any sales, and all my rice cakes went bad.”

“Bullshit! If that f****** rice cake is not getting sold, why don’t you try the brothel? I’m sure you’ll make a lot of money from there, swine!” My stepmother snorted at me.

“Mom, how do I get the Hermes designer handbag this weekend for the party when this good for nothing sister of mine can’t make enough money?” My stepsister, Chloe, cried out.

Silently, I prayed that I wouldn’t be flogged today because my whole body was still sore from the beating I received the previous day.

“There will be no leftovers for Daphne tonight, and she will pass the night, kneeling under the rain.” My father shouted, before walking away.

Without being told, I knew that I would be done if I didn't do as he said. So, I struggled up with my bleeding palms. The thunder kept rumbling loudly, it was raining heavily.

“Get out, you punk. I want to have the door shut.” Chloe kicked me, and I fell off the balcony.

While I was still groaning in pain, I could hear her laughing hysterically. Why do they derive so much joy from making me suffer? What have I ever done to them?

My name is Daphne Knight. I’m an omega, 22 years old, and my family loathes me so much. My father is the beta of our pack, The Dark Iron pack while I’m just his illegitimate daughter, who he had with his omega slave, my late mother. Everyone in my pack calls me a jinx because my mom died while saving me from a fire, and it was rumored that the witches are after me… that I can’t tell why. So, I was brought to my father when I was 10 years old.

All my life, I was treated like a slave by my family. My father, my stepmother, sister, and my stepmother’s son, Andy, hates me so much. They only consider me to be a money bank because all I do is work my ass out, and give them the money, then get starved.

I knelt on the hard ground, groaning in excruciating pain because my knee was wounded from the push my stepsister gave me. They see me as a slave instead of family. As a matter of fact, tonight’s punishment was the fairest because other times when I made little money, they would hit me with sticks, lock me up in the dungeon without food.

I literally ate from the crumbs that fell from their table. Asides working for them, I do the laundry of almost everyone in the pack, I do the dishes yet given leftovers to eat.

The rain wasn’t going to stop anytime soon, but I was already drenched and shivering in the cold. My vision was already becoming blurry, it’s past 10pm, and I have eaten since today.

I raised my face, and saw a figure walking towards me with an umbrella. It was my stepbrother, Andy. My legs were cramping, but I managed to hold on.

When he got closer, my stepbrother’s gray eyes were looking me up and down in my drenched clothes. I could tell he was lusting over my body. He kept scanning my body like he was going to undress me with his gaze. Immediately, I covered my breast region with my hands, avoiding his stare.

“Silly girl, you still have the audacity to do that, huh? Well, I like it when you play hard to get.” He winked seductively at me.

Ever since I was brought here when I was 10, he had been trying to lay his hand on me. He was ten years older than me, though. I didn’t even want to think of what he would have done to me if my stepmother hadn’t warned him to leave me alone because I was the one making money for the family.

Then, he touched my neck, and goosebumps ran down my spine as I slapped his hand off. He laughed a little and said, “Fierce! That’s what I like about you. Tell me, has anyone punctured that hole in between my legs?”

“Stay the hell away from me, Andy. Let me be.” I managed to yell … It wasn’t even a yell because my voice was cracked.

He quickly threw the umbrella away, and grabbed my collar. I could feel his hands on my firm breast, and I struggled to free myself.

“Very soft breasts you’ve got there.” He licked his lips.

With all the strength I had, I pushed him away and got up from where I knelt despite my cramped legs. “Get away from me, Andy.”

“Oh, Daphne. Do you think you’d be able to stop me? It’s raining, and no one can hear you.” He tried to pounce on me again. However, I quickly pulled out my hair pin from my hair, making my long hair fall on my back.

Stretching the pin to him, I growled. “Come close to me if you dare. I’ll stick this pin right into my chest.”

He wanted to get closer again, but stopped when he saw a torchlight pointing directly at us. It was the security.

He retreated, picked up his umbrella and snapped his finger at me before walking away.

“Moon Goddess… why?” I mumbled as tears fell down my cheeks.