"I'm sorry, I can't mate with you. I have a whole life ahead." One brother said,

"You're going to ruin my life if I continue staying with you. I bore you for eight years. I can't do it anymore!." Said the other brother.

After my pack was erased from existence by the Lumbar pack nine years ago, I was traded into the Lightning Storm pack as the Alpha family's maid. Their little omega rogue maid.

When I turned of age, the elder forced the Ferguson brothers to mate with me. I was capable of producing a healthy heir. But they both turned me down.

I was cleaning their shoes on my birthday when the older brother kicked me away and ran to present himself to the Alpha's daughter. She was from another pack. They were swooned and proposed to marry her.

That evening, they poured shards of silver into my drink and poured it down my throat. The alcohol mixed with corrosive silver made my stomach tear and I was taken to the healers. Only for the healers to leave me to die.

Miraculously, I survived with ghastly internal bleeding and irreparable scars and called my mother, "Mom...I'm willing to marry the Hubert Family's heir."

That night, I even had a miscarriage. The brothers used me and left me to die...even though I was carrying one of their children.

*****

Two days later, the taste of freedom was addicting when I willingly walked out of the Lightning Storm pack. Just then, my cracked phone buzzed noiselessly in the torn frock pocket.

" Rebecca Jenner! Where is my breakfast!? I swear I will break your femur this time. How dare you escape by leaving willingly!? Have you forgotten our pact!? Don't forget your apology to Alpha Jane Cruiser." Allan Ferguson growled at me.

In the background, his corrupt younger brother Bane Ferguson  spoke loudly to me, "You were too weak to even handle shards and alcohol. You knew very well Jane Cruiser needed you to entertain and serve her. She's upset because you left like a bitch wagging her tail between her legs!"

I stared at myself in the muddy puddle beneath. The reflection of a frail, malnourished maid looked back at me as their words registered in my mind.

One day in the past, when I had a severe stomachache after my first shifting, the brothers spent the entire night in my cabin, comforting me through pain.

When I was foaming in my mouth, Allan carried me through the thunderstorm to the healer's hut, and Bane searched the whole house for a spoonful of sugar. Sugar was the only sweet treat I got after a day of hard work at the age of 12.

All this care vanished for me when Alpha Jane Cruiser stepped into our lives. The Ferguson brothers forgot about the orphaned child maid. Me.

I cut the call, feigning arrogance and called my mother, "Mom, I'm sure of it. I want to marry the Hubert Family's heir."

My sweet mother sighed and asked, "This is a decision you can't change, sweetie. Are you sure?"

"I couldn't be more sure, Mom," I said, holding back tears. My mother was the one who signed me away to Lightning Storm pack. She couldn't take care of me, so she sent me to fend for myself in the worst pack to ever exist. I just had to survive, that was my main goal. My innocent mother thought the Lightning Storm pack was treating me delicately, not like a football in the dirt.

Two years ago, I was confident that one of the Ferguson brothers would mate with me for true love. But I understood quickly that I was just their entertainment. My only regret was staying for so long, in silence.

I had to go back to my room, a small cabin outside the territory half a mile away. Just then, the insufferable woman posted something on her Facebook, buzzing my broken phone.

-Find Sigma brothers who treat you like a queen~-

Jane's hands were held by two male hands, each of her hands filled with jewels and riches that could change my life. I had no obligation to entertain her anymore. So I blocked her on social media.

“Mom, I mean it. I want to have a child soon.” I bit back tears. The topic was too sensitive for me. Especially after i bled out between my legs two days ago.

“You can do whatever you want, sweetie.” My mom said as I clutched her picture and turned around on the floor.

“I had Mr Jay look into your match with the Hubert Family's heir. As long as you come home to me, I'll take care of everything else until you get married to the Heir sweetheart.” I sniffled softly, clutching my phone.

I dreamed of marrying Allan or Bane, but it looks like I'll marry a total stranger - Killian Hubert of the Thunderwood pack.

Cutting the call which I wished would continue forever, I stared at the ceiling. The thatched roof was shining moonlight on me. The sky looked dark and delicate. I'd have to spend another night drenching while asleep.

NEXT DAY AT LIGHTNING STORM PACKHOUSE

After an erratic night, I walked half a mile to Lightning Storm packhouse. As soon as the door opened, scalding water was poured over my head!

"What the hell!? I was supposed to pour it for the tea!" Jane exclaimed, holding the teapot over my head with gloves. Lila, my female wolf, quickly came to heal me, but half of my nerve endings were numbed off forever.

"Tsk. What a waste of hot water." Jane commented without remorse. The worst part of all? She didn't stop pouring until the teapot was empty.

Allan and Bane covered their mouths and snickered like adult children behind her.

"Look who came back after disappearing for three nights. You were spreading legs to rogues again?" Bane asked, his mouth running without filtering.

"What a shame to have someone like you around. No wonder your own mother signed you away years ago." Their words cut and split my chest open like a sword.

I reminisced about something at that moment. I wish i didn't. When i was brought to the packhouse for the first time, I ogled at the huge building. Allan and Bane, young teenagers then, played with me and made me feel at home.

"From now on, this is your new home and we are your brothers!" Bane exclaimed cutely, exaggerating his cool pose.

"We requested a new room for you!" Allan boasted, taking me to the grandest room of the packhouse. The room was designed for a girl, unlike other rooms in the house. I felt included.

But one day, Jane spilt my father's ashes all over the floor and shifted into a wolf to piss in it.

"Why did you yell at her, Rebecca!? She's just a pup!" Allan screamed at me, holding Jane close to his chest.

"Don't you know we, as werewolves in wolf form, don't have control over instincts!? You were so harsh on her! I'm ashamed to be your friend." Bane growled. Both of them were older than me and Jane was around my age. Later that evening, I had to clean the ashes soaked in wolf piss as the three played in my room. That day, I knew I wouldn't be treated as a person from that point onwards.

I turned to face the room down the hallway. The same room decorated and painted for me eight years ago was now occupied by Jane Cruiser.

"What are you looking at? Reminiscing your old space? Get over it. Time and again you've proved yourself worthy of being a maid. You're nothing more than a freeloader in this mansion." Bane spat the words as I sniffled.

"Also, remember this?" My eyes widened.

"Teddy..." I was reaching for it when Allan separated the head from the body. He plucked out all the insides and threw it at my feet.

"That's for talking back and not being responsible. Once you learn to be responsible, maybe we can talk." Bane Ferguson bumped into my shoulder and walked past.

"What are you still standing here for?" Allan asked with arms folded over his chest.

I had my plans to move out anyway so I had no time to talk back. With a curt nod I spoke, "Thank you for letting me stay here. You won't have a freeloader in your mansion anymore because I'm leaving."

Allan sneered heavily as if what I said was a joke. They would never take me seriously. Jane scoffed.

"So you can leech off someone else or continue making money spreading legs? Well, good luck with that. I'll see how you'll even get past the borders. I'll talk with Dad and make sure to renew your contract. Don't forget what I'm capable of." Allan stood pridefully before me. I'm curious to know what he'll do to go against my plan.

I walked past Allan and Jane, and without looking back, I murmured, "Good luck with that."

I had way too much work to do than linger there with them. I looked at the walls and sighed. This place has given me vibrant memories, but it was never truly a 'home' for me.

Oh, how much I've underestimated myself. I thought I owned a lot of things, but as I filled my bag, it didn't even fill up half of it.

Most of the clothes I had were gifts from Allan or Bane. I remember Allan saying, "Rebecca is the person who everyone wants to paint. She's picture perfect, of course she should wear beautiful dresses every day."

Those clothes were now torn and drenched in mud water, moulds growing on the surface.

Obviously, the image that I was a queen in their hearts, who turned into a parasite with a sailor's temper.

As I moved the clothes aside, pictures and portraits scattered on the muddy floor.

Bane was a gifted photographer. He used to love taking photos of beautiful things and me. He would take candid photos of me, often fighting with Allan to stand next to me for a 'couples' picture.

I scoffed as I realized who carved my face out in every picture out of spite and jealousy. I didn't want to remind myself of my past, so I threw them away.

"Whoa. You sure don't mind wasting our money." Bane commented, looking around my hut with pure and sheer disgust. Behind him stood Jane who probably tagged along to double the taunting.

I sighed, knowing I had no energy to talk back so I replied with, "I'll pay you back."

"Ha! Don't bother about the money. You should only think about not getting on Jane's nerves again."

Jane pulled on Allan's sleeve again, "I don't feel good here, what a filthy place to live in. Stop wasting your time. Take me to the secret garden right away."

That caught me off guard. The secret garden was what Bane and Allan built for me five years ago. It was a beautiful space within the garden bound with lush green trees and a bioluminescent pond. They've constructed it just for me, making it look as natural as possible. It was my special place for peace. How long has Jane been going there?

Since the day I came, they've been building and modelling the secret garden for three years. Allan and I shared our first kiss there. Bane followed next, one week after.

I was their first everything, but it didn't matter anymore.

I took a deep breath and turned to leave forever. I didn't feel anything towards either of them anymore.

Suddenly, Jane grabbed my wrist and held the burned skin very tightly. She was yelling at me, "Are you looking down on me!? Why are you not listening to me!? I told you something!"

It wasn't my fault when I instinctively pushed her away. It was hard, but not enough to make her fall. But she fell on damn mud, strategically.

"Bane! Bane! Help me! She's abusing me!" I lifted an eyebrow. Where is Jane's well deserved Oscar?

Before I could react, Bane flew into my hut and slapped me across my cheek. He picked the sobbing damsel bridal style and barked at me, "Rebecca why are you always tormenting my precious Jane!? Don't forget where you came from. If my pack and parents hadn't taken you in, you'd have died somewhere in the woods as a filthy rogue! You don't feel gratitude, but also repay us with cruelty bitch!"

The words rang in my ears. Bane was always respectful to me. But he called me a bitch, joining Allan.

But something made Bane not rush out instantly. Something dawned on him, maybe guilt. He asked, "Are you crying...?"

"It's fine. You were looking out for her." I said and wiped my tears. I looked at my hand and saw red too.

I smiled and didn't blame him for the slap because that was my repayment for everything his family and pack had done for me all these years. We were even. I had no debt to settle between us left.

Although, Bane growled at me ferociously when I put my bad over the shoulder, "You're not going anywhere. Not until you apologize to Jane after she recovers."

Recovers? Pft! It was as if she had broken her hip or something.

Bane was never the one to raise his hand or even his voice at me. The sweet little teenager was long gone.

One day during my hunting shift, I was bullied by a trespassing rogue. Bane fought with the adult rogue all by himself and ripped him to shreds with Allan's help. They took care of the aftermath and disposed of him.

That also contributed to accidentally expanding our territory. They were reinforced as Lightning Storm pack heroes.

Who could have thought that one day they both would gang up on me the same way? The same cruelty towards me was shown on a deeper level than physical. I can proudly say that I contributed to the Ferguson brothers to be top tier tormentors.

As I looked at Jane's smug face while being carried away delicately, I gulped down all the words that I wanted to vomit. I had nothing or no one to fear anymore.

Even without them forcing me out of the pack that they've been trying for years, good news was that I was already ready to leave.