Alyssa's POV.
I woke up with a start, my heart racing and sweat running down my face, making the pillow sticky beneath me.I took a breath to try and steady myself before pulling the covers off of my body. The cool air hitting my hot skin made me shiver slightly as it brushed across the sensitive areas below my ribs.
The pounding on the door had me running to it immediately, my whole body ached, the injuries from yesterday still evident in various places, but not quite as bad as they had been.
I didn’t have time to think about my physical state as I flung open the door and looked at my visitor.
My eyes widened immediately, and I wasn't ready for the slap that hit me immediately. I tried greeting the head slave.
The slap sent me tumbling backwards into my room's wall, landing hard enough to leave a mark. Tears welled up as the pain spread through my entire body. It felt like someone was hammering their fist through the wall, and it hurt. Badly.
"You need a lesson on waking up late." She sneered.
I whimpered as I stood up shakily, she dragged me by hair outside of my room and down the hallway, away from my room.
I winced in pain as she kept dragging me , her strong grip making sure I didn't try fighting back, which I knew wouldn't do any good, but would only hurt more.
She dragged me all the way until we reached the other end of the hall where I saw a room.
My eyes widened, it felt like a punishment room, my heart thumped fearfully, wondering what would happen.
I was terrified. My body trembled with anticipation.
She unlocked the door and pulled me inside before shutting the door.
"I was instructed by the Alpha to punish you, he hasn't fully accepted you as a slave yet, and I'm to punish you till he comes."Her voice said coldly.
She cranked a whip facing me with a smile on her face, but I didn't dare look at her.
I didn't want to see the anger behind that smile.She whipped me with a sickening crack, and I let out an ear splitting shriek at the feeling of the whipping sting on my skin.
It hurt. Really, really badly, and I knew that she knew this too.
I closed my eyes tight as she continued to lash me with the whip until I couldn't take anymore, until I was sobbing in agony and crying pathetically.
My arms started shaking as she stopped after a couple of minutes.
"The alpha will continue from here." She said and I kept whimpering, my whole body trembling and my head spinning from all the punishment.
My heart thumped fearfully, when I heard the door open and an alluring scent filled my nostrils.
I turned my head slowly and looked up to meet the alpha's eyes, and the sight that greeted me sent chills down my spine.
He walked calmly into my room, his gaze never leaving mine.
His cold gaze accessed me from top to bottom and lingered briefly, his eyes lingering on my bruises before looking up to meet my stare, one corner of his lips lifting slightly into a snarl.
His face hardened again and I flinched, tears pooling into my eyes, threatening to fall at any moment.
This wasn't going how it was supposed to go, I thought to myself miserably as I sniffled and whimpered. This isn't fair. I haven't done anything wrong! Why does he hate me?!
He's supposed to be loving as a mate, yet he wasn't, he hated me for a reason I didn't understand.
I could feel the hatred from his gaze. It was deep rooted, it made chills run down my spine. It made me tremble, scared. He looked... angry.
Angry at me. Angry for reasons I didn't quite understand.
"What have I done so wrong to deserve this?" I ask weakly, my heart thumping nervously.
"Why are you doing this to me?" My mind screamed, yet I couldn't shout at him, I was afraid of what he'd do if I screamed.
The alpha growled slowly, the sound vibrating deeply in his chest, rumbling in his throat.
"Shut your mouth before I shut it myself!" He snapped harshly, his eyes flashed angrily.I swallowed nervously, unable to speak. Fear paralyzed every single muscle in my body, rendering me useless.
I couldn't even move, I didn't even attempt it, my limbs were locked.
"Please, what have I done?" I pleaded.
"I'm not a rogue, I was running for my life, I'm sorry I slept off, I'll wake up early from tomorrow." I kept pleading, yet the rage, hatred never left his eyes, it intensified in such a terrifying manner.
"Stop apologizing," His voice was barely controlled, "you're going to make things harder for yourself." He smiled, his smile unnerved me , it sent dread coursing through my veins."No, please, don't make this worse, I beg you." I said desperately.
The rage flared in his eyes once more, he took a step towards me and grabbed me by the arm roughly.
"If you beg me again, you won't like what I'll do to you." He said, I clamped my mouth shut immediately.
"I haven't started what I have in store for you." He laughed.
"I'll make you go through everything he made others go through." He snarled.
"Who?" I asked weakly, my heart thumping fearfully when his eyes narrowed.
He suddenly grabbed my hair, forcing me to lift my head. I winced in pain as the movement tugged at my bruises, but I couldn't stop the small squeak that escaped my mouth.
His hand clenched around my hair, making me cry out in pain. His grip tightened, he forced my head upwards, his eyes meeting mine.
"I'll make you go through what your father made us go through, once I'm done with you, you'll wish for death." He stood up, releasing my hair.
With that, the alpha walked away, slamming my door behind him, leaving me in complete silence.
And then I began screaming in silent terror. My mind thinking of what my father did to him.
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