Carla's POV

I wriggled on the bed in pain and kept cursing to myself. The room smelt of blood and foul odor. I should take care of my room tomorrow. I hardly have time for myself without taking care of my room. My room looks more like a cell, a dungeon. It is at the far end of the corner of the mansion, upstairs. A small bed was placed beside a wall and the size of the room wasn't big like the typical rich rooms. A toilet, not so fashionable, was in the room.

It's obvious that this place wasn't built for a room initially but for a cell for prisoners. I've been living in this room for ten years and it's part of me. I made sure it's always clean to get rid of any foul odors. The odor was due to how not so ventilated the room is. It has a small window facing the garden. The room was always hot in the afternoon and warm during the cold.

I've been an Omega maid in the Smith's mansion, the residence of the Alpha and Luna for eight years. I was sold by my aunt when I was ten years old to the Smith's. The Alpha and Luna needed someone to work for them as a domestic maid for a one-time payment and it must be a child who would go up to get used to the environment she found herself. They didn't want an adult because such wouldn't accept a one-time payment but monthly salary which they might have seen as a liability to them. I was traded for money by a greedy aunt. My parents died when I was a baby so I know nothing of them nor do I remember anything about them, I haven't been told by my aunt before. I spent my childhood with my aunt before I was sold to the Smith's. I was treated as an outcast in my aunt's house likewise here. My life has been hell here. They treat me like trash because I'm a maid. An ordinary maid. They do not fail to remind me that I am an ordinary maid and not up to their standard.

I've been cleaning and taking care of the entire estate for years likewise cooking. I clean their rooms and wash their toilets and I could swear that their rooms are bigger than mine. I live in a cell. A typical prison! I do the dishes and laundry. The work of thousands of maids was given to me!

I bit my lips as I held tears from falling. I know I've been strong, been strong for too long and I will keep being strong. I broke a plate today while cooking and I got the beating of my life from my mistress. This is not the first time I have gotten beatings and I know it won't be the last.

I raised my upper body up sluggishly and pulled out the first aid box from under the bed. I saved up for it and I got it for myself prior to the fact that I get injured everyday by them. I opened it and started cleaning up my wounds. Cleaning it up made me remember how I got beaten by her. My mistress took some of the broken pieces of plates and tore my skin with it. She injured me with it as her sons kept laughing at me while adding fuel to the fire.

My mistress has two sons, Nessian Smith and Sebastian Smith who bear the title of Alpha Princes since they are directly linked to the current Alpha King. Their dad, who's the king's uncle, played a major leading role in the country and they would take up the position from their father soon. One thing is keeping them, they haven't found a mate. Though they will find one single mate for both of them, only one will end up marrying her while the other will go for a chosen mate.

We are the model pack for all the werewolves, established in person by the moon goddess, hence we have stricter laws that others don't have. One of such laws is that identical siblings, especially in the case of guys might have a collaborative sexual affair with the fated mate the moon goddess gives them, but when it reaches the time to claim, only one which is chosen by the she-wolf will claim her and make her his wife alongside his mate. This might take from a few months to years, depending on certain conditions that take place before the girl finally decides.

They are twins, Nessian comes first while Sebastian comes second. They are twenty-one years old. Both Alphas are young billionaire heirs, right. Yeah, young billionaires but rude and grumpy.

They both make sure I have no happy moments in this house. They hate seeing me happy and always want to ruin my mood.

I won't deny the fact that they are both hotties. When I got sold here at ten years old, they were eleven then and they were so cute. Now, they grew up well but they hate seeing me. Nessian has charming blue eyes with a manly physique. It's rare, almost impossible not to love his dark curly wavy hair and I always imagine myself running my hands through it. Sebastian is the same as Nessian as they are identical, very identical. But Sebastian taunts me more than Nessian. Sometimes, Nessian ignores me like I don't exist but Sebastian doesn't let anything pass. I dislike them both as they all made life tiring and hellish for me. Even though they are so cute, I named them the handsome Devils!

The contract between the luna, Georgia and my aunt was to let me go by eight years. I would be eighteen in three months time and nothing could explain how happy I am. Staring at my wounds, as I recalled that I would leave here in three months time, a smile found its way to my lips. I want to get out of this hell.

Carla's POV

I've been enduring torture and I know that when they release me to the outside world, I would be able to handle anything. This house is hell itself.

I've never set my eyes on my aunt since she sold me and I don't care. I can't believe I was worth thousands of dollars to her. No one has ever appreciated me.

I wrapped my wounds up and dropped the first aid back to where it was. I stared out of the window and the moon shone brightly making the garden more clear and outstanding to look at. The Smith's mansion was a big one and interesting to look at. The garden is equally more outstanding and a place to ease your worries. People have always wished to take a look at the inside because the outside is amazing. But to me, it's hell. A designed hell! Nothing amazes me in this house anymore. I've been here since I was ten and I'm glad I'm leaving here in three months time.

I'm saving up so I can stand on my feet when I get out there. I've saved up a pretty amount of money and I'm saving more. That's how eager I am to leave this place. And I hope I won't be killed here before then. I hope the remaining months pass out fast so I can get the hell out of this hell. I laid back on the bed and pulled my bedsheet closer to myself. I snuggled up, hugging my knees. I will miss this room when I leave.

I yawned tiredly and sat up immediately. My eyes were tired and bulgy but what to do, I had to get to work immediately. I turned towards my old fashioned clock and my eyes nearly popped out of the socket. It's 7:00 AM. I was supposed to be awake and set to work at 6:00 AM.

Oh My God, I hope nobody is awake yet.

I stood up in a jiffy and ignored the excruciating pain coming from my knees and ankles. I rushed into my bathroom and brushed my mouth thoroughly. I remembered when Nessian complained of my mouth smelling and they both made jest of me. The Luna, Georgia, who is sometimes referred to as Luna Georgia, from her mate's name, Alpha Smith, had to act like I was infected with disease. Since then, I brushed my teeth first before setting out to work. I wouldn't want to ignite her anger by not brushing my teeth.

I walked out of my room hurriedly and walked out of the hallway. I rushed down the stairs heading to the kitchen. Everyone in the house wakes up at either 8 or 9 but I have to wake up before them. And if possible Luna Georgia wakes up now and she sees me in the kitchen, she would believe I have been doing something and that's why I'm rushing there now.

"Where are you rushing to?" The voice and question rang through my ears. I stepped on the hem of my dress due to the fright and fell on the floor. I turned to see Luna Georgia leaning at the dining table giving me an irritable look. I stood up hurriedly and stared at the floor. I dare not look her in the eye. She may find fault in my face.

"G…Good Morning Mm.. Luna." I stuttered. One major issue in our pack is that it's getting infiltrated with modern culture. I'm supposed to address her as My Luna or simply Luna but no one cares about this protocol any longer. Even the Alpha gets called Sir most of the time, even by his sons.

I hope I won't get beaten this morning. Yesterday's beating was still fresh and I wouldn't like to get another beating on top of it.

"I won't repeat my question, Carla." She said, silently. I gasped in fear. What to do? I slumped on the floor and crawled towards her. I held her legs and bowed my head.

"Luna, please forgive me. I would never wake up late again." I pleaded as tears fell from my eyes. She kicked her feet aggressively and I fell back on the floor.

"Get your filthy body away from me."

I stood up immediately, not wasting time, bowing my head while apologizing.

"I'm sorry, Luna." I kept repeating.

"Shut up. Don't damage my ears, Carla." She replied. "Get in the kitchen and start your work. This shouldn't repeat itself again." She said and walked out of the dining room. She headed towards the stairs and I am guessing she's going straight to her room. I sighed in relief and entered the kitchen. I opened the tap and water gushed out. I moved my face closer and splashed water on my face. I took the hem of my clothes and wiped my face dry with it.

With my injuries last night, I managed to do all the dishes and cleaned up the dining table before retiring to bed. I picked up the broom stick and walked towards the living room to dust it. I should wrap it up before 7:30 so I can prepare food early. After preparing food, I will go back to the other domestic chores and clean the house up. And I hope the laundry isn't too much for me to do today because I want to take care of my room today. There are some junks I have to settle.

After some minutes of cleaning the living room, I suspended the rest of the activities and headed towards the kitchen where I started preparing the food immediately. The work here is so stressful. I once asked them to employ another maid to help me but I ended up being beaten. I have to handle all the house chores alone. I've gotten sick so many times but that wasn't an excuse not to work. Whenever I'm sick, I pick myself up and work. Right now, sickness is nothing to me.

"Aren't you done cooking?" Nessian's voice boomed out from the hallway. I shook in fear and turned towards him, bowing slightly to him in respect.

Carla's POV

He was enjoying almost all the privileges entitled to the Alpha, his dad, when it came to respect and reference from the estate staff to which I wasn't exempted.

"I'm sorry sir but I didn't know you would wake up so early today." I replied. He stared at me for some time with tired eyes before speaking out.

"Just be quick with it, Carla." He said. I nodded and turned back towards the food. He is indifferent and has no human feeling, always feeling like he is the superior being of Alpha stock and we are nothing being Omegas. His brother however wasn't like him, if you got him pissed, he would insult you to the face, being so full of sarcasm and obscene jokes which hurt to the bones. I'd been a victim of this several times in the past, that's why I always strive to avoid him.

"And you have to do my laundry. I have so many unwashed clothes. He added.

"Okay sir." I replied hesitantly although I didn't plan of this being included in my work list today but who am I to object. I would be getting the hardest penance of my life.

"Use your hands to wash it. I don't like most washings from the machine, after all what are you here for. You are here to work and not to enjoy. Stress is part of the work and you can't evade it." He whined out. I raised my head to look at him and I saw his eyes on me. The washing machine doesn't affect his clothes, they just like seeing me suffer. They want me overworked. Now, he wants me to wash his clothes with my hands knowing I have so much work to do. He knows it will slow me down.

"Do you have any opposition to it?" He asked, walking closer to me.

"No, Alpha." I replied, averting my gaze back to the floor.

"Tchh…" He scoffed out loudly. "Then why are you sending daggers at me through your eyes".

"I'm sorry. It won't happen again." I replied, shivering with fear. He stood close to me and sighed frustratedly.

"Look at me." I raised my head to look at him. Defying his rules may attract anger.

He raised his hands up and pointed it upstairs. "You will wash my clothes with your hands." He said, smirking. I nodded as he made his way out of the kitchen. My legs shook and I found it difficult to move. I sighed heavily and leaped towards the counter. I leaned on it and sighed in relief. Just three months to go. Three months.

I walked out with the plates and spoons and set them on the table. He and his brother, Sebastian, were already seated. I had no escapade this time around, I had to meet with his brother, Sebastian who always made me cringe and freak out with the words of his mouth. I wonder if he didn't realize I'm a human with feelings, and reactions when treated badly. He was pressing his phone not acknowledging my presence while Nessian was eager for me to serve the food. He was really hungry. No wonder he woke up early.

I walked out of the kitchen with the food in my hand as I leaped towards the dining. My knee hasn't healed yet and I am feeling the pain. The early morning work made me feel the pain more. I leaped towards the dining and stood beside Sebastian. I felt a compressed pain on my feet. I screamed and moved away, dropping the food in the process. It fell on the table and tumbled over to the floor. Sebastian hurriedly stood up and moved away from the table. He stepped on me. He stepped on my wounds.

I leaped away from there and stared at the mess I created. My eyes ran over Nessian as he looked at me with devilish eyes. I'm doomed!

"Why are you so careless like a freaking rat, have you realized that you do things like an animal without instinct? How dare you be so careless in front of your Alphas." Sebastian screamed at me and picked up the plate of soup pouring it all over me. I shut my eyes tight as I didn't want the soup to get into my eye. He pushed me and I staggered over. I held the chair for support.

Immediately, I felt a sound close to my ear with an excruciating pain followed by it. I whiffed in the perfume and knew it was Nessian. Nessian slapped me. I groaned in pain and broke down in tears. I slumped to the ground.

"Fuck!" Nessian exclaimed after slapping me. "I've been waiting for food and you dropped it at the last minute, you lazy asshole." He cursed at me.

I knew he was angry at the moment. His anger was always more than Sebastian's own even though Sebastian nags me more than he does.

"Bro, let's go out and eat. We can buy something from the mall, it wouldn't take long. Let's leave this idiot named Carla to her foolishness, one day she will learn the hard way." Sebastian said. I wiped the soup away with my dress and opened my eyes. "Your remaining three months here will be more hellish than this, I promise you!" He looked me in the face and sneered. I shivered in horror knowing no joke was meant. He pulled Nessian along and they walked out not without Nessian sparing me a hateful look. I gasped as tears fell freely from my eyes.

I've tried! I tried my best.

**THREE MONTHS LATER**

I scrubbed the kitchen floor and in no time it was sparkling clean. I cleared all the dishes and took care of the kitchen before heading to the laundry. I packed up the clothes and walked towards the washing machine. I turned it on and began my laundry. After two days, I will be out of here. I will be out of this Hell on Earth. After two days, it will be my birthday and the day I will leave this house.