I lay on the cold floor drenched in blood, surrounded by sneering faces and the remnants of freshly washed clothes. I tried to bend my body in an attempt to ease the pain of my broken ribs, but a foot kicked me in the stomach again and blood immediately spurted from my lips.
"Well, well, look who we have here," an omega with large eyebrows jeered, his voice dripping with venom. "Nal, the little princess." The man said with a cruel twist of his lips.
I flinched when I heard that title. The man saw my reaction and grinned.
"Don't worry Nal, we'll take good care of you." He crooned with faux pity.
I felt sweat beading down my forehead at the promise of pain in his eyes but there was nothing I could do. Years of torture had taught me that fighting back would only bring another beating.
Keep quiet. They won't dare beat me to death.
"See, our little princess became a dumb." The man with the large eyebrows lifted my chin. My eyes glared at him angrily.
He knew what I meant. Even though I couldn't fight back, I would never beg for mercy!
My stubbornness pissed him off at once. He angrily punched at my face. My nose was broken and blood ran down my neck as I fell to the ground once again.
His heel came to my face and he continued to grind on it with such force that I felt my vision was about to become blurry until someone yelled.
"Damn it! She's gonna die! If we do kill this traitor!!! the Alpha will surely rip us to shreds with his claws!!!"
"Boring!" The man snorted coldly, spat in my face, and left with his fellow men immediately.
I knew I had to stand up and go on and finish the laundry assigned in front of me, or else I would literally be killed.
He ordered me to live as a slave in the pack, thought that death was too kind for me and he had to make sure that I lived in hell every day.
He wouldn't allow anyone else to kill me because he wanted to do it himself.
Shivers rose from my spine to my tailbone at the mere thought of his face. I prayed that I won’t meet anyone.
Especially, ALPHA HENRY.
I fought back the pain coming from all parts of my body, and as I hung my laundry to dry in the required place, I lowered my head and prepared to return to my prison cell.
Yes, I wasn't allowed to walk around unless they needed me to work.
Alpha Henry didn't want to see my face. Otherwise, his claws would reach out and lay on my vulnerable throat.
Thankfully, I haven't seen him in three years.
Who would have thought that three years ago, we were each other's closest friends and now, he's the cause of my pain?
"Maybe if we meet our mate, our situation will be improved. Tomorrow! Nal......Tomorrow is our 18th birthday! Your 18 and you can finally meet our mate.” My wolf suggested from my head.
Her voice was weak and I barely felt her presence. She didn't speak to me a lot and she only did it once in a while, especially when it concerns my mating status. I didn't agree with my wolf, i dont think I'll ever have a mate, especially not in this pack.
I closed my eyes in despair, my fingers stilling on the brush.
Birthday-The painful experience three years ago made me afraid to mention the word. It marked the beginning of my fall into hell.Right now I was so tired. i just wanted to go back and lay down.
I walked as close to the wall as I could to avoid the sight of all the werewolves, not wanting to be punished again but suddenly my sore nose hit a hard chest.
I immediately apologized.
"SORRY! " I wanted to escape instantly, but a large hand tossed me against the wall in no time, and my previously bruised back felt like it had been scorched by flames quickly, causing me to stifle a muffled grunt.
And my throat clogged when I saw the person looming above my me.
Alpha Henry.
Henry towered over me, his eyes filled with disdain. The young Alpha had grown up from an adorable rambunctious child to a powerful werewolf who could almost go toetotoe with his alpha father in terms of prowess. He was tall, peerlessly handsome with a strong jaw and tousled ebony hair that fell over his forehead in soft waves.
in conclusion, He was extremely attractive but all of those attributes just made him more terrifying to me.
I felt all the blood drain from my face as my heart pounded in my chest like a trapped bird.
'Of all the people I could've bumped into, it had to be him!.' I wailed internally.
"Mamba," he sneered, his voice dripping with derision. The feeling of my impending Death immediately enveloped me.
