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.
Lance's POV.The whip landed on me causing me to wince . A sharp stinging sensation erupted in my hand which I held out to touch the place where the leather had cut into me. As soon as contact was made, it started stinging again. "Please let us go." I yelled. My hands frantically grabbed at nothing, trying to find where my parents stayed. The air was heavy with a thick fog so dark that you could hardly see two feet ahead of you. It felt like I was underwater. But I wasn't. A strong hand grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me along through the darkness.Dragging me on the hard floor, my back scraping every step he took, until finally, he stopped and let me go. I fell forward onto my knees. My breath coming fast, sweat running down my neck and soaking into my tattered shirt. I sat up, trying to get my bearings. The fog was making it difficult to tell where we were or even what time of day. "We haven't even begun with you, once we do, your father would do as we say." The voi
Alyssa's POV.I woke up feeling extremely weak,my whole body aching badly, I couldn't even stand or breathe properly. My limbs felt as if they were being ripped out of my sockets and the blood rushing through my veins had turned to ice. I was so hot all over, like someone had stuck an electric blanket on my skin and my face felt as if it were about to split open from all of this heat that was seeping into the air around me. It felt like there were hundreds of pins and needles piercing me in every limb at once. My eyes hurt too much to open,it felt like someone had smashed them with a large hammer,and I could barely hear anything besides my own labored breathing. I tried desperately to move but my body wouldn’t listen. The door opened and his scent filled my nostrils, I couldn't stand the thought of my mate being the one who hurts me. I didn't want to see him ,yet he was the one, I could feel the raw energy he possessed. He walked to where I laid down, squatting down and he touc
Alyssa's POV."If you think you can escape me, you'll have to try harder, and you'll end up failing anyways." Alpha Lance said as he kept dragging me. My whole body ached from the little escape I attempted. I was pissed that I failed to escape his clutches, the memory of his torture and treatment of me hit me immediately, making me stumble while I got dragged along. "Please you're hurting me." I began pleading, thinking he will feel sorry, he is my mate, he should at least feel something for me. His answering glare made me swallow, I clenched my teeth expecting a slap when he raised his other hand. "Don't tempt me." He warned pointing at me, it looked like he was battling with the ability to not hit me. He ruffled his hair groaning in frustration as his nostrils flared. I yelped when he dropped me to the floor immediately he reached an open room. "Let me make one thing clear." He started turning to me. I bit my lips as I stared at him nervously, I expected him to announce my d
Alyssa's POV.I swallowed nervously when his loud voice echoed in the room. My knees wobbled as I leaned on the door slowly, my heart pounding furiously. I watched him home down from the bed walking towards me slowly, his steps felt like he was calculating carefully. I wasn't ready for the slap that hit me immediately, it felt like I was blown over by a tornado. I dropped to the ground, clutching my cheeks painfully while staring at him, I couldn't believe he hit me, I didn't do anything wrong. "Why didn't you knock?" He barked. "I knocked, I couldn't hear anything." I replied with tears forming in my eyes. "You should have waited for me to call you in." He barked. I swallowed nervously, waiting for another slap as he raised his hand up. He paused for a while, staring at me with narrowed eyes. "You can clean the room, and make sure it's clean before leaving." He walked back to the bed. "I thought you won't be back." The woman giggled, dragging him on the bed. My heart clenc
Alyssa's POV.My pace increased as I sped ran to the slave quarters. Trying to avoid whoever it was behind me, the footsteps kept following me, making me more tense and scared than I was before. The thought of what could happen if they caught up with me made my heart stop beating and a shiver ran down my spine. It felt like I was being chased by an angry wolf. My eyes trailed behind me, trying to see who it was. A gasp left my lips when I saw who it was, I paused immediately, sighing in relief when I realized it was just one of the pack's guards. The relief that I had enveloped me immediately, I was happy it wasn't anyone hurtful. “Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” He said, smiling at me sheepishly. "You scared me." I replied looking down, I could still remember the feeling of fear that enveloped me when I heard footsteps follow me. “That’s because I didn’t mean to scare you." His smile grew wider as he took slow steps towards me, stopping only when we were face to face. "I'm so
Alyssa's POV. The noise in the slave quarters is deafening , almost as loud as if someone had turned up the volume on an entire room full of slaves. It echoes through every corner, like a chorus. The whole place seems to shake. But it wasn't shaking, the discussion made it sound like it would fall. I twisted my hands painfully as my memory drifted to the Alpha, how he hurt me yesterday. My heart clenched at the thought. He was such a bad Alpha, and I didn't know why. But I couldn't get him out of my head. I blame the moon goddess for making him my mate. He's so intense, and so darn handsome, I didn't like how attractive he is with the way he acts cruel, it makes me think of him even when I don't want to. I sighed in frustration as I waited for my turn. It was finally my turn, the head slave's eyes narrowed in anger immediately she saw me ,her mouth set in a straight line of disapproval. She grabbed the edge of my collar and forced me onto my knees. She held my head down by m
Lance's POV.I sighed as my thoughts trailed to a particular direction I didn't like. I hated that she was on my mind, it aggravates me so much, but I couldn't help it, Alyssa was always in my thoughts even when I shouldn't think of her. I should hate her more than I already did for who she is, who's daughter she is. I hate her for who her father is, and I promise that she'll pay for everything her father did. Hated that I thought of her when I wanted to think of something else, she somehow creeps into my mind. I hate how beautiful she is. Her light brown hair, hazel green eyes, and full lips. How the tip of her mouth would quiver when she smiles. How her cheeks get rosy when she blushes. The way her hair falls loosely over her face, framing her perfectly oval features. I want her to suffer so much she'll hate me, suffer so much it'll please me. I don't care that she hates me or what, all I care is that she suffers. Seeing her suffer will please me, and I'll make sure I punish
Alyssa's POV.I didn't expect to run into the Alpha, I was just avoiding the head slave, it felt like she was seriously on my case earlier.Immediately I realized who was talking to me, my heart began somersaulting like it was preparing for an athletic competition.I swallowed nervously as my eyes widened, when I stared at him,his wicked smile making me nervous. The way he looked down at me made my entire body shiver. I don't know if I was shivering because he's so fine or if I was shivering because I expected him to punish me.I knew I landed in trouble when I ventured here running away from the head slave.It felt like I moved from the frypan to the fire, but it wasn't exactly the opposite. It was the same feeling that happens when you go into a hot frying pan and you feel the heat.It wasn't painful per say, but it was uncomfortable.He had that effect on me. He was my mate after all, though he made it obvious that he hated me.It felt bad to know that my mate didn't like me, his
Allyssa's Pov. I wake up in my bed, the bed I and the Alpha share, I don't even remember dozing off, I just remember the Beta dropping me off here and me going inside, worried sick about my mate. Who is currently leaning over the bed, looking at me, his breath fanning my face and a smile grazing his lips."You are beautiful" He murmurs and nuzzles my neck. I smile and then when my eyes trail to his arms my breath catches in my throat." And you're hurt" I whisper, alarmed, he straightens and I jump up, getting the first aid box." You're adorable, it's okay though, I don't need that, I'm going to heal on my own anyway" He mutters and I glare at him. Applying some antiseptic cream to my thumb and forefinger, then opening my palms, I mutter, " Bring it here" He looks at me and sighs, " It's really okay"" Those cuts are so fucking deep, please let me treat your wounds, please " my voice cracks at the end, buy I try very hard to keep my composure, and fail miserably. There scratch
Allyssa's POV. Belinda leaves my jaw, examining her nails to see if any damage was done to the new manicure, then she orders Adrian to untie my hands, and he does so, keeping his hands on my shoulders to keep my from escaping, I almost roll my eyes, there's no way in hell that I'd be able to escape, I don't even know there the hell I am. I am so angry and also, so scared at the same time. Belinda, this bitch, came in and started gloating about my predicament, and considering the fact that she is the one that put me in it, I think my murderous thoughts are justified. "How does it feel huh, answer me" She screams at my face and I look up at her, then spit on her feet. "How dare you?" She shrieks, "hold her" she commands Adrian and he does just that.He yanks my head back so that my throat is bare, Allyssa's sharp pointed nails trail in my neck, and I hold my breath. If she sinks her nails in my flesh, she might hit a vein or major artery and I may die from blood loss. Pak. The sla
Lance's POV. I'm on a searching spree, my wolf is beyond angry at this point, there is no word in the vocabulary that can describe the intense feeling of fury and rage that I am feeling at this point, it's red hot and blinding, searing me from the inside out. I'm still waiting for Dylan and pacing the clearing, clutching her hair to my chest and trying to use the mate bond to lead her to me, I call out to her using the mate bond, but it's either the mate bond has been weakened or the distance between she and I, is too far for the mating pull to reach. I still feel like it's all my fault that all these happened, I am the one that got angry and left while she was still in her feelings, had I behaved like a sensible person and tried to calm her down, we would not be in this position, she would be in my arms now and not missing. Had I taken the time to explain everything to her then maybe things would be different right now, but I had let my emotions cloud my judgment, I had acted base
Allyssa's POV. I open my eyes, my head hurts, and I sway to the side, my head lolling, I'm tied up, that's the first thing I notice, and I'm alone in a very nondescript room. I turn my head around, my head feels heavy on my shoulder and I feel like it is going to fall off and roll down but my hands are tied and there is nothing I can do. I look around the room, there is a single light bulb that produces smoky illumination which hurts my eyes, the chair I'm chained to is made of iron, there is an iron table with all sorts of torture items sprawled on top of it. The room is bleak, and my heart jumps in my throat as I realize that this may be the end for me. I am going to die without even seeing Lance, I am going to die with the image of my aunt's dead body crawling through my mind. I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping this is just an hallucination, a dream, but when I open my eyes, the rope is still fighting into my wrist, the table with the torture instruments still looks as menacing a
Lance's POV. The sweat drips down my back as I head back to the room, I needed to clear my head and figure out exactly what is going on around me, and what better way to do it than to pour all my rage on the punching bag, which now lays in pieces on the gym floor by the way. Now that I have had some time to think about my actions and cool off, I find that I actually have done some things wrong, first and foremost my approach. That slap was well deserved because when Allyssa had talked about her aunt, no, Elaine, I had laughed in her face, with Elaine's dead body a few meters from me and her blood on my hands. That had been a completely unacceptable approach to the issue, in my defense, I didn't want to laugh, it just bubbled out of me without control, but it was still wrong. And I also get the reason she would have to doubt me, she witnessed me crouching over Elaine's body, her blood on my hands, face and clothes, telling her immediately that I was not wrong would have been like
Allyssa's POV. My emotions are all over the place, I can't believe anything that happened in the last twenty four hours, I cannot believe that my aunt that talked to me some hours ago is no more, and that my mate killed her. I moved into a blank room, with only a bed and a chair, the room seems empty, and lacks life, just like my life at this moment. I wanted to move to Elaine's old room, but that would hurt too much, it's like I am relieving my mother's death over again, I cannot even believe that I am back to square one. The Alpha had been so enraged when we had our last conversation, but he had no right to be, I saw it very well with my own eyes, the blood splattered on his hands, his face, his clothes. He could not convince me that someone else had killed her and splattered the blood on his hands, his face and his clothes. I just need space, I need a place to retreat to and cool my head, a place to nurse my wounded heart. I also cannot believe that Belinda had come immediate
Belinda's POV.HappinessHow long does it last? Because mine suddenly seems to last forever.When last did I smile and treat myself to a bottle of wine and a pedicure? I think I'll do that right now, I'm so happy I feel like I'm going to combust, I am so happy that I persevered, I am finally getting very close to my goal.This is the happiest I have been in ages, I'm not even lying.The look on the Alpha's face when Allyssa told him that she did not want to be his mate anymore, and the broken look on Allyssa's face as she flung baseless accusations at the Alpha.Their relationship is at rock bottom and I am so very happy about it, I cannot believe that idiot Allyssa.I'm convinced at this point that her brain is only for decoration and she does not use it to think at all, it's all for fancy.I laugh out loud and pick a bottle of champagne that I iced in a bucket, pouring the sparkling white wine in a glass, the paper brownish-gold color excites me.I lift it to my lips and taste the b
Lance's POV.I'm angry and frustrated, Allyssa has succeeded in making me utterly enraged, she is not even giving me the chance to speak for myself, she just up and assumed that I was at fault, and I guess in a way I am, but I wasn't the one that killed the woman and she is not allowing me to clear myself.And I am even more angry when she just threatens to end our relationship, like it's some superficial bond, like the mating bond means nothing to her, it makes me so angry that my wolf growls. I'm so angry, rage fills my head, my vision turning red and dangerous.I look at as she speaks, barely registering her words, my head feels like it's about to burst, she is shaking, from whatever emotions are rocking her body, her eyes are red and bloodshot, the tears still falling in torrents like it's not going to end.When she says that she wants to end our relationship, I laugh in her face, the laughter just erupts from the pit of my stomach, bubbling it's way out of my mouth with an intens
Allyssa's POV.The shock on my face must show because he is taken aback, I feel a lot of emotions at this point, disgust, rage, anger, sadness, I feel betrayed.I think I'm going to vomit, I look at him like he is sick, deranged, unstable, and honestly, he is.She warned me, she came to me and begged me to save her from him, but I denied, maybe if I had not denied all the facts she told me, if I had not brushed all of it off as hysterics, she would still be alive.When I look at her again, her body mangled on the floor, I bend over and vomit in one of the shrubs.When I turn back to look at the Alpha, the blood on his hands, on his face and his clothes tells me everything I need to know, tells me who exactly is responsible for this crime.I watch his face closely, wondering why the hell he had to do this, a tear gleams on his face and I am taken aback, I feel the urge to laugh at him.Why is he crying? The almighty Alpha? Why is he showing this emotion? He fucking killed my aunt! My o