I never expected to find an Omega like me, labeled broken by the rest of society, but when her lot came up, I knew she would be ours… An Omega was only useful for one thing, producing Alpha heirs, servant Betas, and Omega breeders like themselves. But when you were born like Hazelle, unable to do the one task they demanded, you were cast aside and sold to the highest bidder. But not before they broke you. Her old Alpha used her as if she were an unwanted toy, not a lovely little pet, one who now devoted her life to me and enjoyed every bit of pain and pleasure I inflicted. After all, I was the only thing that mattered, and my collared pets loved me for it. Will Hazelle find her place beneath me and my Beta, or will she shatter, showing the world they were right to deem her worthless?