Chapter 90

• Months passed, and the urge to kill myself kept increasing. From dusk to dawn, I worked hard like a slave, and still they all wouldn't get satisfied. The mistreatment and bullying had become so unbearable and grueling that I began to notice that life was gradually draining from me.
• I was everyone's servant, including the lowest omega in the pack. The royal pack house was like hell, with beatings and difficult tasks; then, outside this mansion, there was my pack, which was like a deep tunnel of doom. I was scared to step out of the house.
• Almost every pack member who sees me starts bullying me, throwing refuse and dirt in my face, slapping and knocking me off the ground while everyone laughs and enjoys the show, chanting about me being a demon and a curse to the land.