2. Mate

Another day, yet the same life.

After the 'incident' with the pack member, Alpha had locked me up and gave me a severe punishment again.

I could only just hold back my tears and look through the window, staring at my reflection.

Dark brown hair, soft blue eyes, blush lips. And a broken heart.

I have never really remembered much of my childhood. It's like someone had erased the memory of it.

All that I could remember was that my mother was a pure, kind-hearted woman. Whereas my father was a man of good words and always puts family first.

We were the perfect family, till the rogues destroyed our pack.

I, however, managed to stay alive.

Wondering why? Well, honestly even I, don't know the real reason.

The door flung open and there stood my alpha. I looked at him before getting on my knees and bowing down to him.

"Get up. We're leaving." He said while roughly grabbing my arm.

Before I knew it, I was on my feet and scurrying away with Alpha. For once, I actually managed to see the direction were heading. I now realized that I was always underground, below the pack house.

As soon as I saw daylight, I saw the pack house in a chaos.

I wanted to ask what happened, but decided to keep my mouth shut.

I heard many footsteps coming our way and saw another army of other pack members coming in.

"Fight."

I looked at him and widened my eyes.

"I want you to fight. You are able to." He said.

He then let go of me and ran to the door, escaping from this nightmare. By the time I looked back to the house, many people were starting to surrounding me.

I showed no emotion towards the crowd gathering around me., ready to pounce at me at any chance.

I may be just a prisoner, but I'm still a fighter.

Of course, all were men. But they were no match for me. The first few came charging at me and I easily dodged them. But suddenly I received a punch in the stomach.

And that was good enough to knock me out.

I was too injured.

And that quickly, I just passed out.

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I woke up hours later to realise we're sitting in a car. And by "we're", I meant two huge guys beside me. I started to panic and began struggling, wanting to get out of the moving vehicle. The guy on my left stopped me and the guys on my right slapped me hard.

"Stop moving!" He yelled.

I was stunned by the slap and decided not to fight back anymore. They were too strong, and i was at their mercy. I just closed my eyes and prayed to the moon goddess for my safety.

"We're reaching." I heard the driver said.

My hands were now cuffed in silver. I looked at my hands and saw blood dripping out. I laid back on my seat and sighed softly.

At our destination, I can tell we're in another pack's territory and we're at the pack house.

I got out and stared at it in amazement. Both at the feeling of freedom and the huge mansion that stood before me. I felt a big push behind me so I snapped back and started to walk forward.

On the way, I can see many pack members whispering among themselves. Probably about me. I was lucky that my shirt was at least covering most of my cuts or scars from the torturing.

We walked down a basement and the guys roughly pushed me into the cell which resulted on me landing on my stomach. With the cuff still on, there's nothing I could do.

"Alpha is away right now. He will see you soon. For now, just enjoy the silence."

Alpha...which Alpha is gonna make me suffer now?

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Days or weeks should have gone by now, I'm not so entirely sure.

But I do know I've been in here for more than a night and they only just give me water. Which they expected me to drink with my cuff on.

Of course, it was unsuccessful and I ended up not eating or drinking. So I'm basically starving to death.

I just leaned back and kept on wondering who is the alpha. Will he at least keep me here? Will he be anything like the previous alpha? Why did he keep me? What happen to that alpha jerk? What is the reason they're keeping me hostage? Do they know.......?

I started to panic as I thought they knew my secret. But I've been keeping it safe, how did they find out?

Or maybe they didn't. Kyra spoke.

Long time no see.

It was torture. I couldn't heal you faster, I'm sorry.

It's not your fault. You were in pain too.

She didn't respond back to me, only just went back to silent mode.

Just then, a strange addicting smell hit my nose like a thousand bricks.

The smell was delicious, mangoes and coconut. And it just got stronger. And then, an incredibly handsome man walked down.

He walked closer to my cell and i just stared into his cold green eyes. They were gorgeous not gonna lie.

His eyes suddenly turned to fury and he started to speak with the most muscular tone i have ever heard. 

"So, you're the survivor of the Terror pack."

Terror pack? Was that what alpha's pack was called?

I just shrugged my shoulders.

He opened the cell but it reminded me of the beginning of rape. I cowered all the way to the corner, burying my face into my knees, refusing to look up. 

He began walking closer to me and he bended at my level.

"What's your name mate?" He asked softly. 

My eyes shot open.

M-mate? I-i found him? But...he won't want us. We're broken.

My wolf agreed and I just shook my head at him. He sighed and took the cuffs off and I took the chance to look at my wrist.

Dried blood. Pure dried blood.

"Let's go." He said.

I cocked my head to one side.

"We're going to the doctors."

I immediately shook my head in response. 

I can't let him see my scars. He hate me! He'll reject me!

I touched his arm begging him not to bring me there. But the touch just sent tingles all over my body, sparks immediately flew. I let go in a panic and went further back.

The last time I touched Alpha's arm he slapped me and whipped me.

"Why are you so afraid of me?" He whispered.

I stayed silent.

"Why are you so afraid of me?!" He yelled. Echoes through the entire basement.

My mate screamed power. That was obvious. 

But I still remained silent.

He waited for my answer but it never came.

He stormed out of the cell and locked me back up. Then he just left.

Was this how mates treat each other?