I woke up feeling pain all over my body. Jay must have left last night after he bathed me.
Just like always.
Every month Jay would come to my house when his rut came. And as usual, I would be waiting at home to satisfy him. I couldn't say no because he was an alpha.
To be exact, he was my alpha.
We were werewolves, yes.
But to be blunt, a number of generations had passed since the first case of a werewolf marrying a human, making us almost human now due to the increase of the cases in every generation.
We blended well with the society now, living like humans would in the middle of the city or the countryside, going to work and paying rents, earning money just to feed our tummy and continue our lives.
However though, the ranks within the werewolves society were still there, and we were still treated differently depending on the families we were born into.
There were a few families that were well-known as the families that would always produce strong and successful alphas, and Jay’s family was at the top of the pyramid.
Unfortunately for him, his mate turned out to be me, an omega son who was born from a pair of omega parents, making my rank to be the lowest in the pyramid.
He didn’t show any reaction after knowing that I was his omega, but despite that, Jay still requested me to tend to his rut every month.
I was thankful for that at least, because it meant that Jay still respected me as his mate even though he might probably not be happy with his fate being tied down to a total nobody like me.
Plus, I couldn't bear the thought of Jay touching others like the way he touched me. Therefore, I would rather be the one who he came to when he wanted to satisfy himself even though it was rough every time, and with no feelings.
Other than that, he was also my boss at work.
Being discovered as his mate earned me a privilege to get a job easily as his secretary, but the amount of insults and bad rumors I got involved due to that was a lot too.
I did my best to fulfil the minimum requirement to be Jay’s secretary even though I didn’t even take this course during my study years, and it’s been almost a year since then.
Even though I was his mate, he had never treated me differently from the other employee and had never even bother to mark me as his despite how many times I’ve tended to his rut.
I didn't know how he coped with living without marking his mate, because to be honest, I was quietly suffering.
But perhaps it was because he was so focused on his job that he didn't even bother to settle himself with a mate. Leaving me struggling by myself being tortured with his scent and small touches here and there whenever I had to work in the same compound of space with him.
After his every rut session, I would be physically hurt to the point that I couldn't even move out of the bed for a few days. But more than that, I was hurt emotionally.
I have accepted the fact that Jay wouldn't take our relationship more than this, but it still pained me when he left without word the very next morning.
I couldn't help it.
He was my mate after all.
I wanted to be treated better.
I wanted to be treated as someone who was his.
I tried to push the sad thoughts away but whenever I was in this state, the thoughts were only getting stronger and without I knew it, I was already curled up like a ball under the blanket, muffling my sobs.
I heard Taylor calling me from the bedroom door.
He would always come over after Jay left and took care of me until I was at least able to stand up by myself. I was glad that I have him as my friend. He knew about my situation and always tried his best to help me feel better.
"Hey, Tay" I croaked out.
My throat was still hurt due to yesterday's event and even worse after all the crying. Since my back was facing the door and my overall body still hurt, I had to turn my head slowly and peeked from the blanket to look at Taylor.
I saw him flashed a smile before walking towards my bed.
He was immune to this situation as it had happened every month, so he didn't ask anything about my swollen eyes.
"Do you need anything?" he asked soft, sitting on the bed while running his fingers through my hair gently.
"Water," I whispered not wanting to hurt my throat anymore.
He nodded quickly understanding and swiftly move to the side of the bed, pouring me a glass of water and helped me drink up the content, knowing well that I’d only spill the water on the bed due to the lack of strength in my body right now.
"Do you need anything else?" he asked while cleaning my face with a wet towel gently. My face must be a mess after all those crying.
I shook my head.
"Are you comfortable in this position?" He asked more, and I shook my head again.
"No, Tay. No matter in what position I'm in, my body hurts," I slightly chuckled to lighten up the atmosphere.
Taylor smiled apologetically, feeling sorry for his omega friend.
Taylor was an alpha, and even though he might not know how wrecked my body felt after giving in to an alpha in rut, he had his own omega to take care of every time Taylor had his own rut. So, Taylor was experienced in taking care of an omega in situations like this.
Fortunately for Yuki, Taylor cared for him very much that he looked after him after they mated. They were already marked to each other too, and they even lived together under the same roof.
I was genuinely so happy for them, but I still couldn't help feeling jealous.
It was every omega's dream to live a life like Yuki.
That's all we ever wished for. An alpha by our side. Knowing that we have someone to depend on and to protect us. Nothing more.
"I have to go somewhere this afternoon, so I can't take care of you Kay," He looked at me feeling guilty and when I opened my mouth to reply to him, he quickly added on his sentence.
"But, I'll put all your favorite snacks by your side, so you don't have to move a lot when you want to eat, okay?" he chirped cheerfully, and I smiled at him, feeling thankful that he took care of me even when he had his own things to do.
"It's okay, Taylor. Thank you for coming even when you don't have to,"
"Don't say that, you're my friend. Of course I will help you. Now just go to sleep while I go prepare everything for you before I'm gone," he patted my head encouraging me to sleep.
"Hmm," I just hummed in response and closed my eyes, already drifting to sleep.
I snuggled closer into the blanket and only heard faintly the sound of Taylor moving around the room before I fall into my deep slumber.