MORGANA’S POV
As the alpha approaches looking very, indecent in his towel, Reece falls to the floor on one knee and bows his head with respect to his Alpha.
“This is the only one I could find that matched your description Alpha. The others were either too old or were men.” Reece says as the alpha stands in front of me. I keep my head bowed as he stares me down.
SLAP!
I feel a sharp pain on my face sending me falling to the floor.
“You are to bow in my presence until I say otherwise Pet!” His voice is hoarse and harsh. A tear threatens to break free as I lay on the floor.
“You may go Reece.” He dismisses Reece leaving me alone with him in the room. I make my best effort to not let the tears break free.
“Stand up, human.” He chants in a taunting tune. “You’re here to serve me, not lie useless on the floor.”
My wounds still hurt. I still can’t move properly and this fool just inflicted more pain on me. Oh how gruesome your death will be Alpha. Just wait.
I make an effort to get to my feet despite my aching body. He smirks at me as he makes his way to another end of the room. He changes right in front of me into a robe and hops in his king size bed.
“You are to bring me food, wash my clothes, make sure my room is kept spotless, organize my working area and please, no matter what happens take a bath from time to time. I despise nasty pets.” He says from his bed, his voice loud enough to reach me from where I’m standing.
I realize the uncertainty of my life now lies in the hands of the alpha. He has the right to do whatever it is he wants to do with me. He could rip out my heart right this instant if he wanted to and there’s nothing I’ll be able to do about it.
From the few seconds spent with him I come to the conclusion that he’s an impatient man. He literally slapped me for not bowing to him. As if a bow from an insignificant slave matters so much to him. He’s just a jerk.
“Come here, pet.” He commands and I squeeze my eye shut, mentally preparing myself for another slap as I make my way slowly to the edge of his bed. I hurt all over as I walk.
He lifts his huge self from the bed and moves closer to me getting uncomfortably close to my face. He lifts my chin aggressively making me lock eyes with him. Being this close to him gives me a chance to notice his facial features.
For a demon, the alpha is actually the most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on. But he’s still a demon, he doesn’t deserve that face.
His pupils are the darkest I’ve ever seen on a person, as dark as his midnight hair. As he keeps applying pressure to my chin, I have an urge to spit in his face.
“Tell me your name.” He commands.
“M-Morgana.” I say struggling to speak as he lifts my chin up even more making me stand on tiptoes. Is he trying to rip my head off?
“Well Morgana, in case it wasn’t clear yet. I am the alpha supreme of the werewolf nation. Your life means nothing. The only thing that matters about your existence is me. You live to serve me. I’m very short tempered and I despise pets with an attitude. Don’t think of escaping because you will either end up dead or whipped. Either way, you lose in the end. There is no way out of here. The sooner you accept that, the better. Do you understand?” He lifts me effortlessly by my chin until my entire body is lifted off the floor.
“I- I understand Alpha.” I say struggling to get the words out.
He lets go of my chin and I land with pain on the floor. Wow. He sure is going to give me a hard time in here. On the bright side this place is better than staying in that cell with the slave master.
The alpha thinks I’m weak, stupid. He thinks his little speech just made me hopeless. He has no idea how wrong he is. I went through worse in the slavery organization and I didn’t break. A couple of slaps from time to time is nothing compared to what I’ve been through.
He won’t ruin me that easily. He’ll have to do a lot better than some harsh words. My determination to ruin him is greater than my desire to give up. Soon he’ll be begging me for mercy. Soon, his kind will be the ones in cages.
Again, I have no idea how to go about this plan, but me being in the castle means I can snoop around and most importantly, find out how the werewolves got so strong. They used to be dominated by the vampires. An entire species doesn’t just attain super strength over night. They have a secret and once I find out what it is, that is when I start plotting against them.
The thought of revenge makes me smirk, even as I try to force myself up. My heart warms at the thought of their screams, of them being in my place, of giving them a taste of their own medicine.
I turn my head to the far left end of the room I didn’t notice before and see a huge cage. It’s the biggest cage I’ve ever seen. The Alpha’s bed could fit in there.. Realization washes over me and I understand it’s mine. From one cell to the next. I sigh rolling my eyes.
However, there is something different about this cell. Inside of it, there is a bed and a wardrobe.
“That is your side of the room.” The alpha points to the huge cage. “This is the first time a pet of mine is getting such special treatment and it’s only because I’m tired of you weaklings dying on me. You have everything you need in there to make you a presentable pet. Clothes, a bed, pillows. So you see human, there is no need for you to disrespect me. That would just make you ungrateful.” He gets out of bed and urges me to follow him as he leads me towards my cage.
“Get in.” He commands.
I step into the cage and closes the door behind me. He doesn’t lock it with a key though. It’s probably a test to see if I’ll try to escape at night or not. Surely he doesn’t think I’m that stupid. Besides, it isn’t time for me to plan my escape yet.
“Get some sleep. You look a horrid mess. Your duties start tomorrow. You better not disappoint me, pet! You are to be awake before me and prepare all that I would need for the day and that includes my clothing, food and well, you know the drill. I don’t like repeating myself Morgana so I, for your sake, hope you have a retentive memory.”
“I understand Alpha.” I say.
He offers me one last glance before putting on his clothes and escaping out the room. Stupid werewolves and their bipolar behavior. One minute he’s sending me flying across the room with a slap and the next he’s offering me a comfortable bed.
As soon as he leaves the room, I fall onto the soft mattress. I let out a moan as my skin touches the fabric. I suddenly realize how tired I am. All the fatigue and stress I’ve been through suddenly comes crashing on me and I find myself falling asleep in no time. I’ll be asleep all day and all night. That’s enough time for me to be up before the morning bells tomorrow.
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