Chapter 4

Alexa’s POV 

Seeing us, one of his brothers whom I detect to be the last born, Sharon, rises. “What's going on again with her?” He asks. 

“She ended up disrespecting me, she raised her voice at me before our daughter, which we've never done before. For this she's going to get punished.” Dustin airs with authority, pride coated in his tone. He's the chief among his brothers, one who's seeming to rule and direct them even when he's the eldest. I believe all of them would accept what he's going to say. 

Suspense fills the air as Dustin looks at his brothers and back to me. 

“Choose between these two: Being spanked on your bare butt in the presence of my brothers by me while on your knees or packing your property and living on this estate right away?” 

I turn to face him, slightly closing my eyes. I squeeze my hand out of his grab. My lips fumble in anger but I can't really talk as I have no words to utter as part of me is soaked with fear. I just don't want to add salt to the wound I've already created. 

“Awww!!!” His brothers raise their hands to their mouths as they exclaim in excitement. I'm sure their minds must have already started thinking dirty. They whisper into each other's ears, looking at me with mischievous eyes and grins. 

Seconds passed and I still couldn't make a decision. I can't be humiliated in the midst of these guys who want to see me naked and play dirty with me. I drift my mind to my bags in my room. 

“Would it be so easy to find another job when I leave here?” I talk to myself, lost in thoughts. Dustin here is standing before me, staring at me with stern eyes as I sense. 

“Remember that you have only two years to either do the surgery and live, or die!” My wolf voiced out inside of me. At this moment, it's like a sword drifting into my heart, weakening my knees. I drop to the ground. 

“You will hardly see another place that pays so high like here and are you leaving your own daughter?” Tears drop as my wolf mentions this. I could really cope with the rest of her words but Louise coming in, I couldn't hold it any longer. Dustin still stood over me with darkened eyes. He checks his watch and his eyes darken more. I turn back to look at his brothers and they are all serious now but with a touch of sympathy. When I look up to Dustin, his, however is different. 

He's a strict disciplinarian. But why would he want to spank an adult like me in the ass. Just about objecting to this, it hits me deep that I have no option to run to. 

“You're an Omega and they are Alphas. As usual, what did you expect from talking back to your Alpha?” My wolf asks, getting a bit sarcastic. 

“Our mates will get to see your naked body for the first time since you're hiding it from them.” She teases further but I just drop my head on the glass table. 

“Do whatever you want!” I say, flinching my head to both sides. My voice sounds like one a bit resigned from life and opting for rest. 

“I wanted to give you twenty spanks but because you've wasted my time for the fan meet, I'll be adding ten.” 

My only reaction being my widened eyes, I shake my head afterwards wondering if he's really trying to use me just because I'm working for them. 

I take in another breath, bolding up my face. 

“Don't cry, after all it's just a spank. Nothing will happen.” A voice assures me. 

“Turn over, let my brothers see how I spank you.” His deep voice looms in the room, casting a chilly effect over me. I slide over to the other side with just about three meters distance from his brothers who are on the couch. I lower my head resting on the glass table since I can't face the humiliation of having to look up while he's spanking me. 

“I'll be quick, I have no time to waste with you!” I hear him growl, his tone sounding so indifferent like he didn't even care about the sensations which I imagine rising up as he pulls off my panties to do this. 

I gulp down saliva. I still have nothing to say feeling low, rejected and submissive. The feeling remains almost similar as always, not counting in the presence of Alphas. Dustin, the guy I loved and adored most in the world, hates me most. Perhaps I have to live with this reality. 

The very next second, I feel his thick palms brushing over my ass, in a matter of a second, I feel my flare gown up over my waist. My core clenches as my ass receives a brush of his palm and cold breeze. I'm wearing nylon pants which cover my ass, although not my whole ass. 

“Where's the spank paddle?” I manage to ask, seeing him with nothing. He pauses standing straight and this moves me into raising my head as well. Upon meeting with his gaze, shame and terror sweeps over me and I willingly go back to my submissive mode. 

“What are you just thinking?” His voice follows, cold and with much authority. I remain mute incase he isn't asking me a question to answer. 

“I'm using my hand and don't move once I start spanking you, lest we start all over again.” I gasp right on the table where my head is laid on. 

His fingers reach out for the edge of my panties and he drags it down, I tighten my eyes, getting it so shut, trying my best not to burst out in tears at this moment. When these feelings were about getting too emotional, my mind drifted back to when he used to be my crush. 

“Oh no!” A sudden smile erupts from my lips. “If it's then I'll even want to take off my entire clothes and stand bare breasts and ass before him.”