Fate

ELENA’S POV

There wasn’t much I enjoyed growing up. Being a werewolf in the pack with a low social status was a worse fate than death itself.

My parents were constantly fighting over every insignificant matter and it soon became their daily routine. My brother was forced to become a pickpocket and the worse part was that he liked it. He enjoyed it. He took our little brother under his wing and trained him to be just as good as he was in what was slowly becoming the family craft.

I did my best to hold everything together but there was so much I could do before it all went to the gutter.

The clincher came one afternoon when I got home from the market to find my parents in the living room with a strange man. With the way he was dressed and the way he smelled, it was easy to decipher he was a slaver.

“What’s going on here?” I asked clutching the grocery bag so tight that my knuckles turned white. I knew what was going on. It was obvious in their faces and my wolf warned me of the danger I was about to face.

“It’s nothing. Go drop the bags child.” My father said with a sneer.

I stamped my feet on the ground hard enough to shatter my damned calves. “Of course it’s something. And I’m not a child!”

The silence that followed enraged me even more. My parents sat there and stared at me as if I had magically grown a second head.

“It’s obvious, El. They’re bout to sell you off to that ugly fucker right there.” My brother said from behind.

He was passing through and he continued on his way not giving a fuck about his sister being sold off. That was the type of family I’d been born into.

“Why you little punk!”

The slaver frowned at Lonnie for the insult he had just dished out and jumped up to rush him before he could make his way out.

Lonnie was too fat for the swarthy man and he was able to avoid his heavy fist. Lonnie’s elbow connected with the man’s skull hard and he reeled back from the force of the blow.

“That’s enough, Lonnie.” My father growled.

It was all he ever did; growl.

They managed to get the slaver to relax even after he lowered the price on my head because of what Lonnie had done.

It took some minutes but they agreed in the end. I could easily fight my way away from the slaver and choose to stay despite my parents' fucked up form of parenting but I decided they weren’t worth it.

The entire family didn’t deserve me. It would be a more appealing fate for me as a slave than living with these wolves.

“Let’s go,” I told the slaver after he had passed over the bag of coins to my parents.

He was shocked at my reaction to just being sold off. He wouldn’t be if he knew how miserable my life had been ever since.

I stared at my parents once more, thinking maybe they could change their mind, but they didn't.

We left the house together and I was shocked to see one of the royal envoys outside. The chariot had a sigil by its side that belonged to the Alpha. I thought it was just a messed up coincidence until the slaver led me to the cab of the chariot.

“Who exactly did my parents sell me off to?” I asked absentmindedly. My brain was busy working.

He sighed as he said, “The Alpha, of course.”

I gasped. I was going to be a slave in the royal palace. The Alpha was a man who imparted fear to everyone in the pack. There had been so many rumors about him, none of which were good or gave me the confidence I need to face my new life.

We got to the palace faster than I had imagined we would. It was either that or I had been caught up in my thoughts to notice the time that had elapsed.

I was given small quarters where I would be living while under the services of the Alpha’s household. It was more comfortable than the room I slept in back home. I was starting to enjoy this new life.

That night, a maid came in to address me. She told me the Alpha had asked for me. I was confused as to the reason the Alpha would want to summon a common slave he had just recently purchased. The maid gave me a curt motherly smile and led me to the bathroom. She stripped me down completely and bath me clean. 

I was so astonished that I couldn’t say a single word.

Two younger maids walked in with a bow and handed me a pretty white dress. They dried me up and combed my dark long hair till it was straight and gleamed.

There was something weird going on that I still hadn’t fully comprehended or understood yet.

The older maid inspected me and smiled her approval. She led me away from the building down a pathway that was heavily guarded with royal guards patrolling every corner. We entered another building and here we climbed a flight of stairs she stopped in front of a door and moved aside for me to walk in.

I walked into the big room and my mouth fell wide open at the majestic space and impressive paintings. Alpha Rowland stood looking out of a big window.

He turned around slowly and I was shocked to see just handsome he was. It was my first time seeing him and it affected me. I’d heard the rumors that he was the most impressive specimen of a man in the whole kingdom but even that hadn’t prepared me for what I saw.

“You must be the new girl.” He said in a thick baritone. His voice sent waves running through my entire body.

I nodded rapidly. “Yes sir.” 

He looked me over and told me to turn around slowly which I did hesitating just a little bit.

He smirked at me by the time I turned to face him once again. His eyes ravaged my body with both lust and hunger.

“I want you to be mine. You will come whenever I summon you without wasting time and you will fulfill all my desires.” He gave me a stern look with his blue eyes turning into ice balls.

This wasn’t what I had signed up for. I was fine with doing household even if it meant cleaning shit all day but not this. I was still a virgin and had no knowledge or experience on pleasing a man more or less an Alpha.

“I- I can’t.” I managed to say.

My voice shook but it was from fear of what he would do to me as punishment for my defiance.

He stared at me surprised and confused at my response but then a smile crossed his face. I relaxed a little.

“You have a certain fire. I like you.”

He walked up to me faster than my eyes could see and grabbed hold of me. His hands held me as if I belonged to him. His muscles grazed my soft flesh and I lost every form of resistance I had once possessed. 

I pushed away from him but his grip on my body was just too strong. I used everything I had but it was a hopeless struggle.

“No. Please don’t-“

He ripped the gown off easily baring me completely naked. Now I understood why the maids had been nonchalant about adding underwear to the clothes they brought.

Alpha Rowland stared at my naked body, my firm perky breasts down my broad hips and tiny waist to my thighs. 

He took me then and there forcefully regardless of my cries and pleading.