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Summary: Fated to be hers
17 year old Omega, Isabella Swan, forced to live with her abusive father knows her life isn't her own. Has excpeted she may not survive much longer but still dreams of escaping the small town of Forks and the nightmare that is her life.
Enter an Alpha that is every bit as beautiful and caring as she is dark and deadly, a long dead relatives will and an emerging relation that really should be long dead. Can she be saved from those that would sooner see her dead than happy and free? Or is she destined to die at the hands of those who should have loved her more than their own greed?
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Chapter 1: Addio Fenice
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Bella wiped her hand across a sweaty forehead, groaning quietly as she walked up the near deserted suburban Street. She could see her house now, thankfully but under the scorching Arizona sun the walk between her school and home was long and taxing.
She could have gotten the bus but had learned long ago not to waste money on such an unnecessary expense. Phil would lose his temper again if she did so and her mother, well Reneé never had much of a backbone, especially when it came to protecting her daughter.
Reneé had told her once that she hadn't ever really wanted to be a mother, it wasn't the sort of life she had ever found any draw too. The thought of having a whole other person she was responsible for was reprehensible, much preferring her wild carefree days over the life of a mother.
It meant Bella's youth had been filled with lonely days. Nights filled with endless worry and too much responsibility as she struggled to take on the role of 'adult' in the wild woman's stead. Bills, grocery shopping and household chores became skills a young Bella perfected as early as five years old. All the while her mother partied hard and played Alpha men even harder.
Men came and went at her Beta mothers beck and call, none ever stuck around for long either. It was an endless line of suitor after suitor, each one a little wealthier than the last. It disgusted Bella and had meant she had also become accustomed to the harsh treatment she had come to expect from the Alpha's who didn't take kindly to her presence in their lives.
It hadn't really mattered though, at the end of each relationship, because there was always an end, Bella would take her distraught mother and piece the woman back together. It was the only time Reneé was ever kind to her. She basked in those moments, where she felt like she was worth something to her mother. That she was doing something to help, but those moments never lasted long enough. All too quickly her mother would adorn her "glad rags" and hit the nearest clubs and bars and in would waltz Alpha number however many now. Beginning the toxic cycle all over again.
That was until the day her mother had met Phil Dwyer. At first nothing seemed different about this Alpha man. He was a baseball player, fairly wealthy and she supposed he could be considered good looking too, but he wasn't anything all that remarkable. She had assumed he too would be a passing fad.
The day her mother had carelessly informed her that she had agreed to marry and mate with Phil was the day Bella knew things were going to change.
For better or for worse.
That had been three years ago. Things had changed and Bella didn't really know if it was better now or worse. She no longer took care of the bills and budgeting. Phil did. He had claimed it was his duty as an Alpha to take care of his family. Bella hadn't minded so much as it left her a little more room in her mind to focus on school.
He had moved in with them fairly quickly, elevating her to a glorified house cleaner more than anything. He ignored her existence more often than not. Which didn't really bother her. He wasn't home often, as a professional baseball player he travelled with his team to games the majority of each month, taking her mother with him.
Reneé basked in it, loving how much he liked to show her off. Forgetting the burden of 'parenting' or even that she had a daughter at home.
Her childhood had meant that she had never really fit in with her peers, she always wore old scruffy clothes she found in charity shops whenever she had a few dollars to spare. Her shoes were always falling apart, she never had any friends round to her house in fear that they would judge her mother and as a result those friends didn't remain friends for very long.
The last time she could accurately say she had friends was more than likely around the seventh grade, when she realised it was pointless. She would never fit in, no matter how hard she tried.
Taking her last few moments of solitude slowly, she made her way up the street and to the front porch of her mothers suburban home.
The house was relatively modest, though Bella knew they were living well beyond their means with the bills piled up. Not to mention the required repairs that had needed fixing for years. She doubted they would get sorted any time soon. She was pretty sure her mother refused to downgrade just so she could say she lived in the posher areas of Phoenix. The street being one that was rather picturesque.
"-other man's spawn Reneé!" As she opened the front door her heart thundered in her ears loudly. The sound of angry voices hitting her ears mere seconds before the scent of an angry Alpha hit her nostrils. Drowning her inner Omega in absolute terror momentarily.
Phil was home, and so obviously mad.
That was never a good thing.
She stood in the hallway for a few drawn out seconds. Debating whether or not she should take her chances and hide in her room to wait out her step fathers anger or face it head on.
Her mothers whimper and the sound of skin hitting of skin however, made the decision for her as she found herself rushing, stupidly, towards Phils voice. His words were laced with anger as he berated her mother. The sight of him towering over the defeated looking woman brought her to a halt. Her mother sat on the floor clutching her cheek. Looking up at Phil with wide apologetic eyes.
The beta woman's scent screamed apology, it was begging and demanding all at once.
"Oh there's the very girl that's the cause of all this" Phils voice hissed menacingly, drawing her eyes away from Reneé. His eyes were filled with loathing as he glared at her. Making Bella feel as if she were something disgusting.
"Sir?" She asked politely, unwilling to do anything that could be remotely construed as disrespectful. Especially with her mother still on the floor between them. The woman may be an utterly useless parent but she was still the only mother Bella had ever known and she loved her. She didn't want her getting hurt in the crossfire.
"Don't stand there and sir me Omega!" He spat, his anger growing as did the scent of his anger. Leather and pine choked her lungs, demanding that she submit. She did so.
Baring her neck as she looked down, afraid to meet his eyes. She didn't like the feeling of dread that bubbled up within her. He rarely got so mad that he forced her to show her submission so brazenly. Preferring her obedient words to meek displays.
"It's about time you moved out don't you think, or do you plan to sponge off your mother and I forever girl? Take, take, take like the rotten little Omega you are, hmm?" His words stung. Surely he was joking right? Move out? Where was she to go?
She at seventeen was nowhere near an adult and therefore how would she live? She wouldn't be accepted for an apartment or financial aid. Her parents made too much money for that. She had nowhere to go. And hadn't she done everything they asked? She cooked, cleaned, ran errands when asked and never complained.
About anything. She even took his beatings on occasion without complaint.
"Oh don't worry so much, it's not like you'd be kicked out in the cold. Your mother spoke to Charlie. He is more than happy to take you in. Said he could do with a hand" he sneered. A patronising smirk pulling up the corners of his mouth.
"That's where you're going, back to where you belong. I've put up with you long enough. Most call me a Saint. After all I must be to have provided for another man's child all this time mustn't I be? And well now Reneé is giving me my own flesh and blood as a child, what use do I have of you?" He questioned but Bella could tell it wasn't a question he wanted answered.
She stood silently. Her mouth wide, her heart beating rapidly as a cold sweat broke out on her forehead at the news. Her hands grew clammy as her chest restricted. Her abnormally pale features paling further at the mention of her biological father.
A cruel man her mother had run from not long after her birth. Packing her up in the middle of the day while Charlie was at work and leaving town without a word. She hadn't been back.
Hadn't wanted to go back after hearing just how awful Charlie Swan had been to her mother.
Her mother still bore the scar of the hot poker iron he had taken to her back during one of his many attacks on her. She shuddered. True fear icing her veins as Phil chuckled in amusement.
"Go on girl, go. Pack, your plane leaves tomorrow" he dismissed her, waving his hand in a shooing motion as he turned his eyes on her mother.
His laughter followed her all the way to her room. Though perhaps it was her mothers silence that screamed the loudest of all in her ears as she sank to her knees, tears dripped down delicate cheeks as her body shook with her sobs. A sweaty hand clutched her mouth, silencing herself.
Her mother hadn't said a word, sitting silently. She hadn't even the decency to tell Bella herself that the young Omega was soon to be a big sister!! Yet it seemed that it was because of that she was being chased from the only place she had ever known as home.
Images of her mother, a blank faced baby and a sneering faced Phil dancing behind her eyes.
Suddenly her life now seemed so much worse than she ever imagined it could and Isabella was completely clueless. She didn't even want to imagine the horrors she was about to face.