The Redemption of Alpha
“Wake up, bitch” A voice cooed. I let out a deep breath and opened my eyes. The smell of fresh blood hits me I cringe.
I curl my fingers against the chains and raise my head to meet his gaze. The dark headed man gave me a devious grin, studying my body. It was absolutely disgusting. My knees aches and all I want to do is stand and squeeze his neck between my fingers.
“Hey, pretty lady,” he said defiantly, drawing his pointy nails across my neck. The stress makes me feel like I’m already bleeding. I was gasping for air. He was disgusting. They all are. “You -” I tried – my voice dried and I couldn’t speak – “you damned bastard.” I murmured.
After he heard what I said, he slapped me hard on my right cheek. I recoiled from the pain, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I hated him. I gritted my teeth and tried to pretend it didn’t hurt that much. It was a useless attempt.
A woman’s screams fill the air. The girl would be lucky to just die. No ones going to save us, and she sure as hell wouldn’t want to live under these circumstances. I’ve been here six weeks, and I’ve seen almost every way of torture from the savages.
Our pack were attacked by a rogue group two years ago. My sister and I were caught and my parents were killed after that. Hopefully my sister escaped her fate, and even mine. I pray to the moon goddess nightly for their safety. And then, most of the adult females of our pack caught in the raid were sold to this whore house. I was imprisoned in this dungeon until today.
Simon -the man who had captured me-kneels down on a leg in front of me. He grins from ear to ear and pushed a piece of hair behind my ear. “Now, baby- you know I don’t want to hurt you. You just…won’t…listen.” His hand ran up my inner thigh and I growled. How dare he touch me like this!
“I hate you,” I spat, “never call me baby, you sissy! I’d rather fucking die then have anything to do with your worthlessness. What’s wrong with you? Do you think this is fun? Just because it’s exciting doesn’t mean you take innocent lives! You’re disgusting!”
“How dare you!” he was like crazy and getting even closer to me. After I manage to breath out everything I felt like saying at the time, my head went flying towards his. The pain shot through me, but as I wanted, Simon had been knocked out from the unexpected blow to the head. He deserved it.
“You little bitch.” I heard some other man say. I didn’t even bother to look up. The man that yells has recently broken one of my ribs. I continue to look at the floor, “lights out.” He muttered, and a fist flew into my head.