The Alpha's Hated Sex Slave

ZOEY'S POV.

"Ouch!" A surge of pain rippled from my abdomen as I waited for the doctor to return with my test results. I have been getting these pains a lot recently, and they were freaking me out. Dr. Tracy told me it was all in my head, that I was simply putting too much pressure on myself to get pregnant. She wasn't wrong. Getting pregnant was all I wanted.

I gripped the edge of the bed again, whimpering to myself as I let the pain roll through on its own. My stomach walls currently felt like they were closing in on me. I didn't want the thought of receiving another negative test.

Jack and I have been trying for several months for me to conceive, but I kept failing. This issue was now driving a wedge between us. To make matters worse, Jack was a sergeant major, feared by most people. The one who loved me at first was now colder, distant, and rude. I knew how much he wanted a son, and it hurt to see that I was failing so miserably to make him happy.

Soon the door swung, and Rd. Tracy entered with a broad smile on her face. Without a word, she rubbed a sanitizer on her hands and sat down in the chair. My heart began to pound rapidly, nervous about what she would tell me.

"Just breathe, Zoey." She reassuringly smiled, inhaling slowly with me, and reached for my hands. My hands were trembling, but I tried to calm myself down. Surprisingly, Rd. Tracy's smile deepened as if she enjoyed seeing me in such a state.

"Congratulations, Zoey," she said while placing her hands on my tummy. "You carrying a baby in here," she went on, and my heart instantly skipped a beat as I processed the news. "Are you sure..." I whispered. "H..how far along?" I stuttered, finding it hard to stop myself from crying.

"Well, let's find it out, shall we?" She smiled and pulled the ultrasound machine out. She squirted cold gel on my belly, and soon I felt butterflies dancing in my stomach as I stared at the screen. I could not read the images but inwardly hoped my little baby would show up somewhere in that blackandwhite mess.

"Well, from the looks of it, it's about four weeks," she said, then handed me some documents. "You really need to stop worrying and rest more," she spoke as she wiped the gel off my stomach. "Yeah, thanks for that" I smiled with tears in my eyes. I just couldn't believe it.

After getting some medicine, I walked away from the hospital. I rubbed my belly the entire ride home. I was on cloud nine from the news. I couldn't wait to tell Jack about it. I knew he would be happy since this was all he wanted.

As I pulled into the gate, the pain returned. I was used to this, and carefully l sat in the car and clenched my teeth to let it pass. I didn't want to scream, but I felt like dying of pain. After that, I slowly dragged myself out of the car and went through the front door.

The house was eerily quiet and empty. The maids and the soldiers guarding the place were nowhere to be seen, which I found strange. Minding less about it, I continued to walk up the stairs to the second floor, looking forward to lying down and resting. I didn't want to bother anyone today, and I didn't want to call any maids to help me. However, the pain intensified with every step. I felt like thousands of tiny needles pierced through my stomach.

From where I stood at the top of the stairs, I could see the door to my room slightly open, the pain was unbearable, but I had to reach my room to rest. 'You can do it, Zoey,' I mumbled while rubbing my belly.

As I inched closer, an explicit scene unfolded before me. My blood instantly boiled at sight. As unbelievable as it was, I saw my best friend Amanda riding my husband's shaft. A look of sheer delight was on the contorted features of her face as she moaned eagerly while bouncing up and down his shaft. "Ah mhm.. Jack!!"

He said nothing as he rubbed her breasts with his hands while she moved up and down his shaft. "Fuck," she whimpered, bouncing frantically. "Please, I am going to give you the son you want. Please fuck me harder!"

Tears formed under my eyes as I watched him flip her over, forcing her on her knees so that her ass was fully displayed for him. "Yes, that's all I want," he replied casually.

'What did l do to deserve this, for heaven's sake?' I thought and forced myself to step away from them. I could tell they were enjoying themselves, and I no longer had the strength to distract or shout at them.

'I really need to go... ' My mouth was tingling as I turned on my heels, ready to leave, but I was honestly powerless. The pain in my stomach was also increasing, and I couldn't digest what I had just witnessed. I desperately leaned on the wall, finding it hard to walk away. "Ouch!" I bit my tongue when I felt the pain surge in my stomach. I couldn't take the pain anymore.

"Miss Zoey..." the maid's voice interrupted my train of thought. "I am fine." I smiled while collecting myself together. "So, she had enjoyed the show, I see." I instantly froze on my spot when I heard that voice. It was my Jack, and he was proudly standing behind me.

Upon hearing his comment, I turned and looked at the maid, whose face was covered in guilt. That was when reality hit me. So, it was all a lie, and they all knew about it. They knew he was cheating on me, but they kept it from me. They were mocking me for being clueless. I was so stupid to believe that they cared about me.

"What did the doctor say again, Zoey?" But before I could say anything, my best friend made her way to us dressed in Jack's white shirt. I felt like crying upon seeing her. "Any luck with the baby?" She mockingly laughed at me.

"Jack, I knew it, darling. She is not only ugly but" I could no longer control my emotions, so I cut her off. "Who are you calling ugly? Are you happy that you have betrayed me? Still, I know someone else will do it to you one day." The words furiously escaped my mouth, but Amanda's hand landed harshly on my cheek, and a loud smack echoed in the hall.

SLAP

"Watch your tone with me, you bitch! At least I am not infertile like you." She sneered after slapping me.

SLAP

"Keep your hands to yourself, you useless whore!" I slapped her harder in return. "Don't ever call me a whore. You have failed to give him a son he wanted." She hissed and pushed me to the floor before I could respond. "That's where you belong." She laughed proudly.

"My ba" Before I could finish, I was already on the ground. Thick blood flowed from my thighs in front of everyone.

"Jack, the baby!" I screamed in horror as I watched the blood run down my legs.

"I am not going to stay with an infertile woman. Take her to the wolf market."

That was all I heard before my vision turned black.

'Where is the medicine?' I felt as if I was dying. Abdominal pain similar to menstrual cramps was surging through my stomach. In addition to my misery, I suddenly realized I was tied up on a chair in a pitchblack room. The room stank horribly, which made me puke immediately, but I swallowed the excessive saliva and tried to recover my spinning head.

"Hello! Help me, please..." I called out loudly when the pain again rolled into my stomach. There was sadly no response, and I didn't feel even a gust of wind twitch. There was no one here. I didn't know whether my baby was still alive, but with how my stomach was hurting, I had a bad feeling about it.

The doorknob twisted shortly, followed by the door opening. A tall man appeared in the doorway with a tray of food. He came toward me with heavy footsteps and then lowered the food tray. "You talk too much, huh?" He smirked. I kept my lips sealed and didn't respond to him.

"By how you put up a fight yesterday, I thought you might be a handful." He went on. "Why am I here?" I asked. "You're really asking that? Don't you know that there is a big demand for human teenage pussy at the wolf market?" He smiled, and at that moment, I felt my heart sink.

"Werewolf market?" This wasn't my first time hearing it since I remember Jack talking about it in a meeting. All I knew was that the werewolves looked like normal humans, maybe a bit taller, but humans nonetheless. They occupied parliament places and worked with shady departments and government agencies. They usually don't mingle, they don't make their existence known, and lastly, they don't like humans.

"You okay there, human? You better eat that if you want to heal, remember your stomach aches", He cooed, distracting me from my thoughts. My face turned pale, and I raised my head at that. "I have lost my baby. Does Jack know about it?" Tears streamed down my face in disbelief. "Yes, he knows you had a miscarriage, and then he decided to sell you at the wolf market," he said with a smirk.

"My baby was innocent..." My lower lip began to quiver as I cried. I looked down at my shaking hands as anger traveled through my body. 'Amanda has killed my baby.' It was the only thought that was running through my head.

"See that sink over there?" I remained silent when he spoke, waiting for him to elaborate. "I said, did you see it?" He suddenly grabbed my hair and pulled it back. "Yes..." I answered in a shaky voice. The pain was already much. "Good." He let me go with a little push, and I backed off.

"The Alpha is coming in ten minutes. I want you to get your ass over there and wash that blood on your legs, you stinky bitch." He laughed. "Yes, I will." I simply replied. Every time he got nearer to me, the frightened look on my face made him take pride in it. With that said, he untied me and then left.

'My baby is gone. I have nothing left,' I cried uncontrollably as I rubbed my stomach. I now had nothing left except for the blood between my legs. 'I have to take revenge, but I need to bathe first,' I mumbled, weakly making my way to the sink. I really needed a bath. I was smelly.

I looked at the boiler for a while then the idea popped into my mind. This was now my way out of there. I went towards the sink and then kicked the metal pipe underneath. It flew into the corner of the room, and soon water started spilling everywhere. This was my chance to die like my baby. I was either going to take revenge or die.

I took the pipe that I had broken off and walked toward the sink. I took the tube and hit the valve as hard as l could. I felt the impact on my shoulder in the form of an electric charge, which traveled through my arm, but I didn't care.

After that, I sat and waited in the corner of the room. The water kept spilling everywhere from the broken pipe. It was making loud piss noises, preventing me from hearing the boiler screech. Fifteen minutes passed by, but my captor wasn't coming. I could see steam coming out of the boiler. Yes, I was going to die, and I didn't care. The door soon enough flew open, followed by a loud curse.

"You bitch!" But it was already late because I passed quickly through them. "We will be killed if we don't get that bitch!" It was the only remark I heard before I ran toward the nearby forest. With those last words in my mind, I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I looked behind occasionally, but I didn't see anyone. Still, I didn't stop.

The only saddening thing was that I didn't know where I was going. The place was strange to me, so I just dashed helplessly. I ran out of breath as I passed through the forest full of big scary trees. With my lungs feeling like they were burning and my chest heaving, I ran as fast as I could in different small paths. Only one thought was continuously repeating in my head like a mantra. It was better to die than be sold as a sex slave.

I felt thirsty in my path, but I didn't stop. My neck aches when I turn to look in the corner. I barely dodged a protruding branch and stomped past it as quickly as possible. The light of hope that burned soon brightened in me when I swerved the corner.

There was light coming from a distance a few meters away from me. However, that hope soon died when I heard the loud pounding of feet. 'They are here...' I was horrified, and cold sweat flowed down my spine when I heard echoes across the forest. Desperation filled my entire body as I willed my aching legs to run faster, but it failed me. I already felt so tired from running.

When I turned and looked behind me, my eyes caught a tuft of brown fur from the corner of my vision before it disappeared. Panicking, I threw an initial glance before I dodged to the left and then swerved to the right.

I knew I had made a wrong decision when I was greeted with an almost sixfoot werebeast in front of me. Drool was dripping from its jaws to the ground, completely blocking off my path with its enormous body.

'My goodness...' My knees instantly fell to the grass when I tried to halt. Twisting around on the ground, I tried to stand and run to the other side, but I knew it was over for me. "I have found you, ugly whore" His voice sounded taunt with a hint of amusement as if he was mocking me. It was no one else but the one who had ordered me to bathe. "Come here" The beast's glowing dark eyes snapped at my face with sharp canines barring in display.

"No." I tumbled back, feeling surrounded and suddenly unable to breathe. My lungs heaved as I fought the urge to puke from running and the fear of being caught. I took a step back, but I fell onto my butt. The pain stung, but I didn't care since I could no longer feel my legs. 'Get up! Get the damn up!'

No matter how I chided my body, it didn't listen to my demands. It was as if I was paralyzed, and tears of frustration burnt my cheeks. The beast grinned at me when he saw me fail to run away. He was looking at me with pride.

"Son of a bitch!" I cursed out in anger, but I regretted it instantly when his huge hand quickly wrapped around my hair. My tight bun was torn and loosened when I tried to pull back. "This wouldn't have happened if you had done what I had instructed you," He growled as he dragged me across the woods.

"Leave me alone!" I cried out as I felt the twigs and branches dig into my chest and thighs. He snorted at my plea and continued to drag me nonetheless. "For a woman who just had a miscarriage, I am shocked to know that you are still so strong" He chuckled. I tensed all my muscles to ease my pain, but he continued dragging me like a flaccid doll. I was like a lump of dead meat to him.

The pain was unbearable, and tears fell as my scalp burned from his harsh treatment of me. My fingers were shaking when I tried to scratch his hands hard. But my attempts were useless since they didn't hurt him like I thought. With a hiss, I kicked as I tried to stand, but to no avail; he whipped my head to the other side with a sickening crack.

He seemed annoyed at my feasible struggle because he sped up his movements too. At that moment, my head was spinning, dizzy from the firm grip of his hands on my hair. But despite my blurry vision, I could tell we were heading to where the light was. He dragged me like a puppet without strings, and the cuts spread across my legs and hands.

"If it wasn't for the fact that Alpha Damien wants you alive, you would have ended up like your bastard. I dislike stupid whores." He kept spitting insults and chuckling as he dragged me. "Stop talking about my baby, you sick mofo!" I yelled, finding it unbearable to hear him insult my unborn child. "Don't curse again," He groaned. "It has nothing to do with this. Kill me if that's what you want!" I screamed loudly, with more tears streaming down my face.

A few seconds passed, and I felt his hands wrapped around my neck. He quickly dragged me up to my feet with his long claws digging into my neck. "I can kill you right now, bitch. I don't care about anything, and I don't fear anyone." He sounded more annoyed than before.

I was going to die.

"Please..." I croaked when I noticed that he was damn serious. He smirked eerily in response, and I pleaded beyond words. Tears leaked from my eyes in rivulets on my cold and swollen cheeks. While l was in agony, he was enjoying it with every delayed beat of my heart. "I can kill you right now."

Soon enough, my gasps and attempts to flee from his chokehold filled the air when he lifted me off my feet. My legs dangled off of the floor like a helpless human. Something I used to watch in movies was happening to me. This was all happening too fast, just like I lost my baby.

My eyes roll at the back of my head from the pain. I thought that resisting death was impossible and it was painful. He chuckled again at the pathetic squeaks and gasps from my tightened throat. It was deafening. I knew that I was going to die. There was no point in denying it, but the sudden thought of taking revenge slipped into my mind.

At the grim thought, I pursed my lips tightly. I kicked the man in the crotch, but he didn't seem affected. I thought I kicked him in the position where I knew that he would feel pain, but it was all useless.

I stopped and tried to concentrate again, but my senses failed me, and all I could hear was the sound of my heart pounding. My hands were clenched tightly around his right arm while my face felt numb. I felt like I would explode if he squeezed my throat tighter. I could no longer feel my body when his grip tightened around my neck. My finger that was initially digging into his skin slowly loosened as my body weakened. Even my eyes, which I tried so hard to stay open, slowly closed.

Bright lights blinded my vision with irregular patterns when I felt my airflow being sufficiently cut off. No matter how hard I tried to breathe, I was convinced I would die at the beast's hands. I would die with nothing but the painful memory of being betrayed by my husband and best friend. The excruciating pain finally eased when I felt darkness fill my vision. This was the end of me.

"This wouldn't have happened if you had done what I had told you," he murmured, and just like that, the meal he had served me a few minutes ago poured out of my mouth. It was bitter and disgusting as I vomited, and my body trembled as if l was having a seizure from all the food I threw out of my body. My eyes burned against my cold face mixing into the snot and saliva. I bent over and continued to heave until I felt my insides empty.

My hair hung around my face, completely covered in the disgusting substance that came out of my mouth until the scent was everywhere. When I finally raised my head, the socalled Mark stared at me amusedly. " What is it?" I inwardly asked myself before my eyes stared at him clearly. I realized later that he had a big chunk of hair in his hands hanging from his curledup fist. I was shocked at the sight, knowing it was my own.

"What a pity, you're losing everything." He chuckled and frowned at how messy my state was. "You're puking!" His eyes glowed brightly, tinted with an almost crimson red when he bent down to my level. His dangerous nails scraped my cheeks, and he gripped my face harshly, then yanked me up. When he harshly shoved the hair off my face, my vision blurred from the tears.

"She has the mark!" As he was roughly pulling the torn hoodie from my body, I heard someone say in a surprised voice. "Mark? How is that possible?" They all walked towards me. I was oblivious to what was happening, but they all seemed surprised. "It's glowing. We need to take her to the Alpha!" I felt my blood freeze upon hearing it.

"How the hell did the moon goddess end up giving a mark to someone ugly like her? She just had a miscarriage." Mark growled as he pulled my chin up. Though I didn't know what they were talking about, I wasn't annoyed when Mark looked at me with disgust. Ignoring that I had blood dried up between my legs, my face was also covered up in vomit.

"The Alpha is going to sort this out, but I feel pity for him." I heard someone say. "Of course, he isn't going to accept her." Mark snarled. "Please don't take me..." Tears again pooled under my eyes when I thought about meeting the socalled Alpha. "It would be better if you don't piss me off," Mark growled as he slowly dragged me, and I could only cry in response.

My legs were currently in severe pain. I must have sprained an ankle or two as l was running, but Mark didn't care. 'Should I just kill myself before they do?' I instantly asked myself but trembled at the thought. I wasn't even capable of doing that. I had never harmed myself, even when I was being mistreated by my husband.

They dragged me for a couple of hours until they finally stopped. "You said you saw the mark." The bulky man came and said in a menacing and dark voice. "We all saw the mark." I trembled when I heard the men answer in unison.

"First, take her to the dungeon and wait for Alpha Damien's arrival."

My heartbeat stopped in fear for a second when I heard that.

The room I was dragged into had a bed and a tiny square window with metal bars. I noticed it was a bunk bed, but I was already too weak and exhausted to check the room. I instantly just collapsed on the bed to rest.

The door soon creaked open, and I quickly turned my eyes towards the doorway with my heart pounding. I didn't want to be dragged anywhere else anymore.

A few seconds passed, and a girl entered the room. She quickly closed the door behind her as if she didn't want to get caught. I let my eyes wander and could tell she was hiding something under her apron.

She breathed out when our eyes met. "You're the new slave, right?", She asked while ruffling under her apron. I paid no interest and just ignored her. "Huh? Alright, it's fine if you don't want to talk." She shrugged and showed me a crumbled piece of bread and a slice of cheese.

"We are not allowed to bring food here, but I managed to sneak this in. I figured you would be hungry, " the woman murmured in a hurry before handing me the food. "I am not hungry," I croaked. "Oh..." She looked disappointed for a second, but then she boldly plopped down on the bed I was lying on.

"More for me then." She took a big bite before looking at me. "The name is Rhea," she said with her mouth muffled by the food. "Are you a human?" Without a second to waste, I simply inquired, and she snorted in response, instantly spitting some pieces of food on the bed.

"If I was a shewolf, I wouldn't be living down here." She kicked an imaginary bucket with her foot in disgust at the room. "Shifters stay on the upper floors in big beautiful rooms." She looked displeased by her current situation, but she smiled nonetheless. "Rumors are everywhere that a slave who had a miscarriage has been brought here. Most of us were kidnapped while still virgins." Her comment made tears brim in my red, swollen eyes.

I had a miscarriage, but I wasn't that old. I was forcefully married to Jack at a very young age. I didn't love him at first, but Amanda kept telling me that a baby was all that he wanted.

"Why am I here then?" I asked in a shaky voice. I wasn't a virgin, so why was I brought here by their boss? "Other slaves are asking themselves the same thing," she murmured before standing up. "It's so strange that you are the only one," she continued.

I felt like crying again. Indeed, I was the odd man out. "That's all for now. We get up early. Nothing is easy here, so if you want food, you must follow everything they instruct you." She sneered, and I didn’t respond to her. "Have a good night." She started climbing upstairs to her bed.

"Wait..." I called out. She stopped and looked over her shoulder. "Where ccan I wash? I stink..." I stuttered, tears brimming again in my eyes. "Hah! That can't happen right now." She shrugged and then climbed the tiny ladder leading to her bed. "Okay, I am Zoey, by the way..." I said, understanding the situation. "Okay, good night, Zoey. I want to sleep early."

I heard her jump into her mattress, and the bed shook from the wall. I stayed still as a rock before I felt my vision blur as the tears dribbled down. I just didn't know how my fate changed so quickly. Living in a situation like this was something I had never imagined. I now had no one in my life. I am a slave now.

I glanced towards the door and wanted to bolt out, but l knew it was a waste of time to even think about it. I had nowhere to run to. Helpless and puzzled, I turned towards the pillow and laid back on the hard mattress. Throughout the following minutes, I cried while recalling every moment l had with Amanda.

In the end, she really decided to betray me.

The bed sheet was snatched from my body, making me shudder. "Wake up, wake up, Zoey!" she screamed way too loud for my liking. My eyes took so long to open, and I noticed it was already morning. I didn't even remember falling asleep. Without a response, I sat up on the bed. I was feeling dizzy, and my stomach pain was lingering.

"I am warning you, Zoey." She started when I failed to sit up. "If you don't get up before everyone else, nothing will go well for you. You're the one who said that you wanted a shower. We can only use the bathroom when other slaves are asleep," she said, and at that, I forced myself up.

"Unfortunately, I currently have no clothes to spare, " she said. "It's fine," I said in a low voice as I stood up. My stomach is not the only thing in pain but my whole body. The bones in my back cracked, and a faint pang hammered inside me. I could now feel my stomach grumbling.

"Why did you end up here?" I asked out of curiosity. "Ask fewer questions if you want to bathe," she responded before opening the door. I walked behind her quickly, trying to keep up. "Let me explain quickly so that you don't get into trouble," she said as we walked in the stone hallway. "I am listening," I commented in a soft voice.

"We do work that maids can't do. It's a bit complicated but just know that if you want peace, do whatever anyone instructs you," she mumbled. "What is the work that maids can't do?" I asked. "We sweep, scrub, clean trenches, and mop in every room..." she suddenly paused.

Before I could say anything, fear was evident on her face. "Beta Henry is coming. He is here for you," she said in a frightened voice.

"Zoey Martinez." I heard a deep voice behind me. "I haven't washed up yet..." I said, almost on the verge of tears. "Sorry," she said before she walked away from me.

"So, the moon goddess gave the mark to her." I was walking with guards on either side of me, and l heard other slaves whisper to themselves. "Is she trying to make it harder for us? She can't be the one. I heard that she had a miscarriage," another one answered.

"First, stand here as we wait for the elders," The socalled beta ordered when we stopped in one of the rooms. "I want to vomit." I instantly turned when I heard one of the guards murmuring. I felt like crying when our gazes met. Most of them had their noses wrinkled in disgust. I was filthy, and I was aware of it.

"I don't even think I can get hard by looking at her, nor fuck her." My left eye twitched in annoyance when I heard them continue. I couldn't do anything to them even if I tried. "Goddess, I feel bad for Alpha Damien." I heard one of them remark. "He might reject her," another one commented. They went on chatting as I silently fumed.

But before I could think of how to go through it, the large oak doors soon opened. I felt all the hot air and anger deflate in nothing, but terror and fear started to build in the pit of my stomach. It was definitely my time. I wasn't killed in the forest, but I would definitely be killed now. I just had a bad feeling about it.

Suddenly the guards stopped whispering when the old man walked in. I didn't know who he was, but he looked harsh. He was followed by five old men, which the guards greeted with their heads bowed down. I felt like I was out of breath at the sight of them.

"Bring her in," the first old man, who seemed harsh, spoke with authority. His voice held the same power and dominance as leaders, evidently showing that he was once a leader. The guards dragged me to my feet, and my body ached with each step I took.

I could tell the two guards couldn't wait to take their hands from me because they kept rubbing their palms on their pants. I was filthy, so they decided to drag me as if I didn't have legs.

When we stopped, I raised my head and realized that the old men had sat in the chairs. It was a courtroom, and everything looked neat and clean. In the back of the room, there was a giant expensivelooking cherry wood desk in the center with a fair bookcase at the left. And right next to the bookcase was a small door.

My eyes trailed from the window to the small gate, and my head whirled with escape routes that didn't seem possible. They were too small, and I couldn't possibly escape. 'How am I going to get out of this mess?' I wondered as I lowered my head. The men gazed at me, and I was already feeling sicker than I was.

Based on what I was currently feeling, I felt as if I would puke my guts out again, but I didn't eat a thing, so there was nothing left to throw up. However, the immense pain and exhaustion were driving me off the edge.

"Does she have the mark?" I felt goosebumps all over my body when I heard one of them ask. "Yes sir," one of the guards said with respect. "Undress her." I instantly froze in my tracks after hearing it. "We saw it glow last night." My eyes brimmed with hot tears as the guards walked towards me.

My body trembled in fear as I slowly moved a few steps back. "That girl is a human. How is that possible?" One of the old men murmured as he stared at me with disbelief. "We saw it," one confirmed. I closed my eyes and felt their rough hands slowly pull the torn hoodie off my body.

"Don't undress her."

Just as the guards were undressing me, a stern voice suddenly echoed throughout the room. Everyone turned to the man who spoke with dominance. I was also shocked. The moment my eyes fell on the person, I instantly froze. Falling for men at first sight, wasn't for me, but this man was undeniably handsome.

He had dirty blonde spiky hair, a nice chiselled jawline, pink lips, and eyes that had a mixture of dark blue and light grey. 'Is he the Alpha?' I asked myself. "Damien, you don't..." one of the elders protested, but he cut them off.

"She has the mark, and I know it. Undressing her is useless," he reiterated before turning to me. As soon as our gazes met, I couldn't help but tremble like prey in front of the predator. My heart skipped a beat from the sheer terror. I used to think Jack was feared, but this one was worse. There was a dark aura screaming all over him, and he had all the characteristics of a feared and influential leader.

Despite that, disgust was also plastered on his face. I wasn't shocked since everyone in the room looked at me with disgust. It evidently showed that they didn't like me. "That woman is a human who just had a miscarriage," the old man, who seemed harsh this time, voiced out.

"I am aware." The sheer power and dominance of his aura had me kneeling down. His body was tense as a wounded spring, ready to snap. "She isn't going to be my mate but just my breeder," he continued.

"Breeder?" My eyes were now the size of saucers, and I gasped in shock. Carrying a baby in my womb was utterly impossible.

"You're right. That woman needs to be your surrogate. The pack can't be ruled by a human Luna". I was too stunned to speak and couldn't move an inch as I heard the elders talk. "You need to get one of the strong shewolves and make her your Luna," The harsh man this time commented, directing the words to Damien.

"I already have her," He replied with his eyes on me. I shrugged in confusion. That had nothing to do with me. "Since she is a stranger, she needs to be treated like one. The dungeon is the best place." I instantly turned my eyes to the old man who suggested that. He wanted me to stay with the slaves.

'I am a stranger, then set me free...' I helplessly whispered while looking up at the elders. I already had my problems and didn't want more. The man frowned when he heard me and gritted his teeth. "Take her right now!" He looked undeniably displeased. His tall nose also wrinkled in disgust, probably because of how lousy I smelled.

In return, I focused my gaze on him. If looks could kill, I thought he would have killed me for staring straight into his eyes. "No, let that woman remain in my chambers," the Alpha growled. "No! Why me? I have done nothing wrong to you!"

"Cover her eyes with a blindfold. I still can't believe that the Moon Goddess chose her to be my mate out of all the women on Earth." He commanded, then angrily marched out of the room. "Let me go!" With the strength I had left, I shouted and felt a man slip a black cloth into my eyes.

"Let me go, you bastards! I am not like you! I did no offense to get the mark!" I screamed and cried till I felt my throat hurt. It was all useless because, just like before, the guards dragged me without mercy. "If you say anything more, you will be killed instantly. You are the one who was chosen, so bear with it." I choked back a scream that threatened to bubble out of my throat. This was my fate now. I could no longer escape.

"Mmmm, aaahh, let me go!" Recalling everything that had happened, I whimpered and cried silently until I was thrown into one of the rooms. As soon as I heard the door being closed, l removed the black fold from my eyes and then dropped down on the floor. "No! No..." A loud scream escaped my mouth.

Even after losing my baby, their heartless Moon Goddess chose me to be a sex slave to beasts. 'Why me? I did nothing wrong...' Tears flowed down my cheeks as I helplessly crawled like a baby. I was in dire need of using a bathroom, but I couldn't feel my legs which had blood dried on them.

'My husband, my best friend, my baby, everything in the world has betrayed me.' I swallowed the thick lump in my throat as I thought about it. 'No... there is still a chance. I need to get revenge...' As I slowly crawled to the bathroom, I felt my nails dig crescents into my palms. I had no idea how l would get out of this mess, but I had to collect myself together for revenge.

After finally relieving myself, I sighed dejectedly and looked in the bathroom corner. The shower was calling me, but I didn't want to bathe. "My baby, my baby..." Once again, I felt the tears flowing down my cheek, but instead of making my way to the shower, I got up and plopped myself on the queensized bed in the room.

Without caring about the white sheets on the bed, I lay comfortably, and slowly my eyes started to close on their own accord. All the high stress and anxiety were putting a strain on me, and I couldn't wait to sleep.

However, I heard shuffling around the door before I could even get a wink of rest. "I thought breeders were immortal." Just like before, I heard one of the guards’ whispers. "Can you imagine trying to pup her with force?" The other guard laughed. "I feel so bad for Alpha Damien. I even wonder whether the pup will be cute." They laughed again, but I couldn't attack them even though I felt insulted. They were werewolves. I only doubted the issue of giving birth since I knew it was impossible.

Their laughter continued for a few minutes but eventually died when I heard them stop and greet someone. Someone important must have passed by. However, to my surprise, the door swung open, and I froze. I didn't want anyone to enter, but I couldn't do anything.

My gaze fell upon a reasonably elderly woman entering the room. I tried shifting my attention to the pillow when I saw her nose wrinkling in disgust. Her blue eyes widened in a slight shock, but she soon regained her composure.

"You reek!" She exclaimed. "I have tried my best to accept that the Moon Goddess chose you as my son's mate, but I will not bear with a Luna who doesn't care about personal hygiene! You are old enough already to be acting that way." Her voice sounded as if she was scolding me, but I didn't find it offensive since what she said was the truth. I still had dried blood on my legs and needed a bath.

But before I could even reply to her, the sound of the guards laughing reverberated through the room. I felt my cheeks heat in embarrassment, so I didn't bother to say anything. I quickly swallowed what was left of my pride and dragged myself up. I brushed what was left of my hair using my fingers to make myself look presentable.

"Hurry up and bathe." She instructed in a motherlike voice, which I immediately obliged. "Yes, I am going to do it." I nodded with tears brimming in my eyes. I kept being reminded of my unborn child, which made me sad.

I lost my own child, and here I am, being told I would be a surrogate for a beast.

When the old lady left the room, I slowly walked to the bathroom, ashamed of what had just happened. The first thing I did inside the washroom was brushed my teeth using the spare toothbrush on the counter. I vomited a few hours ago, and my mouth was sour. I coated the brush excessively without minding. I groaned out when the minty flavor coated my teeth and tongue. After all those days, it felt good to have something clean in my mouth.

Never thought that a menial thing such as brushing my teeth would hit me hard with such relief. I never would have thought of myself being sold to the werewolves too. It all happened mysteriously, just like how I lost my baby.

After some time, I stood under the shower, the water was warm, but I groaned when it hit my sore muscles. Every part of my body was aching too much.

With so much struggle, I managed to open up my eyes. I turned my head, squinting only to find the sun's bright rays streaming through the window. Though it was already morning, my vision was still blurry as I looked around with sleepladen eyes. 'What am I doing here?' I mumbled to myself as I climbed off the bed.

Slowly, I tried to walk, but my legs collapsed just as I went to the bathroom, causing me to fall onto the cold floor. 'Get a grip!' my subconscious reprimanded me, but the stomach pangs were getting worse.

With all the strength I could muster, I finally got up and went inside the bathroom. Horror and disbelief greeted me when I saw my reflection. I couldn't believe it. When the woman told me to shower, I humbly followed but didn't wash properly. Now that I looked at myself, I understood why the guards were laughing at me. I looked terrible; my hair was wild, like a bird's nest, with strands of hair sticking out in different directions and the wounds all over my body complimented my helpless state.

'My skin...' I thought as tears rolled down my cheek. I had minor wounds covered in blood all over my body. 'The mark?' I suddenly thought and checked my reflection in the mirror once again. As unbelievable as it was, I really had a mark, and it was glowing. 'How did I get it?' I walked back to the bed, lost in my thoughts. 'Why didn't I have it before?' I sat down on the bed, wondering.

'But... why me out of all women? I have faced a lot of troubles already...' I felt weak as I questioned the events happening in my life. I was on the verge of crying as I plopped down on the bed to rest. Without a minute passed, just when I had just made myself comfortable, I heard a sudden jiggling of keys outside the room.

Someone was going to enter, but whoever it was, I now didn't care. I just got the duvet and covered myself. Surprisingly this time, it wasn't the old lady. Instead, a lady dressed up in an apron came in. She had a polite look on her face and looked like someone in her early thirties.

With a broom and dustpan in her hand, I knew she might be a cleaner. Her hair was pulled up in a tight bun, and carefully she closed the door behind her. "Please make yourself comfortable, miss Zoey. I am not going to harm you," she politely talked to me. "Comfortable?" I angrily asked her.

"Yes, miss. You can go ahead and shower as I clean your room," She responded humbly, but her words annoyed me more. "Do whatever you came for as soon as possible and get out," I snarled before I dipped my face into the pillows.

She was another piece of shit.

In the next couple of days, I didn't leave my room. I would only lay in bed and then wait for the cleaner or the guards to serve me food. This afternoon I lay in bed with my eyes focused on the whitepainted wall. As I stared at it for a while, I found my mind drifting to the bastard, the Alpha. Since he harshly commanded the guards to bring me into his chambers, I have never seen him. I didn't know what he thought of doing to me.

Just as I was lost in my reverie, I heard the door creak open, but I didn't make a move. I was now used to this. The cleaner tried to befriend me, but I ignored the lady. I wanted to be alone. Trying to keep my breathing regular, I stayed absolutely still while keenly waiting to know who had entered the room.

I instantly froze when I heard the door close. It wasn't the cleaner. It wasn't the guard. Upon the realization, I completely stayed more still on the bed. It was him. I knew it was him without actually seeing him because I could feel his dominance in the room. His aura was cold, and I could feel his harsh gaze creeping.

Silently afraid, I didn't dare to open up my eyes. I didn't know what the Alpha was going to tell me. "I know you're awake," he soon deadpanned, his voice deep and dark. It reverberated in the room, which made my heart beat more in my chest.

"It's good that you know. Say whatever you want and get your ass out," I harshly snapped back at Damien. I didn't care about whatever he was. I wasn't ready to obey him. "Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?"

Within a few minutes, I was pressed harshly against the wall with his hand gripping my neck. "Don't hurt me! Leave me alone, you bastard!" I screamed loudly as I tried to remove his hand from my neck. "You know it already that I don't like you, don't create the beast out of me," he harshly informed me while loosening his grip on my neck. I felt a bit hurt by his words. Everyone in the world did hate me.

"Learn your manners from today and onwards," he added quickly before letting me free. I whimpered when I fell down but promptly collected myself and glared at him. "Starting today, you must address me as Sir while speaking to me." I instantly turned my furious gaze at him when I heard him say that. He really had the guts to say that even when I barely knew him, he was already making demands.

"In your dreams, son of a bitch!" I cursed out. "Let this be the last time, bitch, for you to disrespect and challenge me in my own pack," He loudly growled while staring into my eyes. His glare was so intense that it oozed power and domination. It was hard for me to stare back for a long time, so I shifted my gaze and looked elsewhere.

"Secondly, you do have to look at me when I am addressing you," He commanded in a harsh voice. "Fuck you. Go and give those rules to some other bitch, not me!" I hissed out through the cracks of my teeth. My lips curled into an ugly snarl, and my blood boiled more in my body. He was seriously getting on my nerves.

"Which other bitch am l going to give these rules?" He chuckled. "You're the only bitch who will satisfy my needs."

"You're a fool. If you think I am going to lay down and spread my legs wide just to pop out a dozen kids for you, then you must be a psycho that needs to be locked far away from here," I replied with a mischievous grin on my face.

"Actions are better than words." I saw him smirk in return. "As if I am going to stay here and let you have your way with me," I retorted, but my words didn't seem to faze him. He only smirked more as if he found me amusing.

"With your behavior, l might decide to chain you on the bed instead of giving you freedom," he spoke confidently. "Try it once and see. You will regret why you bought me," I hissed out. "Whatever. But whether you like it or not, you will be underneath me by the time I am done." Hearing his arrogance, my insides filled with extreme rage and hatred. This was what Jack also did to me before he betrayed me.

"There is a ceremony taking place tonight. I want you to prepare yourself, but as l mentioned before, you must always address me as sir and respect those who are superior to you. Once you arrive at the party, you're going to meet them, and don't forget you only speak when spoken to," he explained while staring at me.

"What am I, a circus animal?!" I shouted loudly, with anger evidently showing in my eyes. "I am not like youbeasts whatever it is, and I am not going to attend it!" I protested.

"We're thanking the Moon Goddess for bringing me an old whore to be my mate," he growled before leaving.

Tears streamed down my face upon hearing the insult.

"No, not again!" As soon as I heard the door being opened again, I angrily shouted. Damien informed me that a makeup artist would arrive quickly, so she did. She entered the room with a bag in her hands. "Hello, Alpha Damien has told me to help you dress up," she murmured as she closed the door behind her.

"I am different from all of you. Leave me alone!" I blurted out at her while crossing my arms against my chest. She grimaced at my response, and I felt slightly hurt. Maybe I shouldn't have yelled at her. She wasn't the one who trapped me here.

"Miss..." she tried to speak. "Tell that sick bastard to let me go. I am not going to dress up." I stopped her short in midsentence. "Miss Zoey, I understand that you are not in your best condition, but I think it would be better if you did as the Alpha said unless you want one of his goons to manhandle you." she continued, warning me of what would happen if I continue being a brat.

A shiver ran down my spine as soon as I heard her say that. Just the thought of those bastards touching me made me lose my appetite. I even recalled the time when one of the bastards gripped my throat. I thought I was going to die.

"Okay," I answered, then walked over to her making her look at me in surprise. She probably thought it would take more threats to coax me into listening. "What do you want me to do?" I asked her in the tiniest and most naive voice I could muster. "Just sit down, and I will do the rest," she humbly informed me.

After spending a good couple of minutes dressing up, I finally found myself walking with the guards I am unfamiliar with. We made our way downstairs into the Hall where the party was being held. It was organized all because of me. The inside of the castle was mesmerizing, and while gazing around, I couldn't help but be amazed at how grand the event was. As unbelievable as it was, these beasts were more prosperous than I had imagined.

Along the way, my eyes were wide as if I was trying to memorize every unique detail of the castle design. Everything was different from the typical buildings I used to see in the city. The walls were also an offwhite color. On my right was a door leading to the dining room; on my left was a mysterious door. I thought of an urge to find out where it led.

Being lost in my observation, I noticed that a few people had approached us only when I heard a woman speaking. "What's wrong with her?" she whisperyelled at her blondehaired friend. "Oh, miss, close your mouth. A housefly might fall in your mouth." the blondehaired woman giggled.

'Huh?' I felt all the blood drain from my face. That was really embarrassing, and the guards were laughing at me again. "She acts like she has never seen something like this." another one giggled, joining the gossiping squad. "She is the ugly surrogate." the blonde replied back. "Alpha Damien can't love someone like her. Oh, look! There he is." My ears instantly turned red when I heard their insults and comments.

When I followed their eyes, I felt like my heart was broken into pieces. I saw the Alpha; that asshole had his hands laced around a different lady. I had no idea who she was, but she was probably his lover. I shrugged and paid attention to somewhere else.

"I pity her. Alpha surely chose a slut over his mate." The gossip continued, but I didn't care. I knew nothing about what they were talking about. The only thing on my mind was that I was fated to Jack, but he betrayed me.

Silently standing in my heavy dress, I watched the beautiful couple greet the elders and influential people. Damien was dressed in a black tuxedo suit, and the lady he was walking with was dressed in a silky red dress with a slit up her thighs. She was honestly different from me.

I didn't know who did this, but he or she ensured I got a big, heavy dress, and I honestly felt out of place. Most of the ladies were dressed in hot smoking dresses, while mine was dullcolored.

Finally, after a few dull minutes, I saw the couple make their way in my direction. I felt like turning on my heels and running away, but Damien's gaze made me freeze in the dress. Any mistake made was precisely going to lead me into trouble.

"Harriet, meet Zoey Martinez." I felt blood furiously pump in my heart when he shamelessly introduced me. "Mhm," came the snotty reply of the bitch. "Zoey, this Harriet, one of the people you must respect," he said with a smirk. "So, she is the ugly breeder," she remarked, and the arrogance in her voice couldn't be any easier to decipher.

Many people called me ugly together with the guards, but when it came from her, it made me lose my temper.

I was done with being disrespected.

"Know where you belong. I am not a whore like you." Finding it unbearable to control my anger, the words furiously escaped my mouth. "You dare talk back to me like that?" She sneered back, and she looked a bit shocked. "I can do more than that," I confidently answered her.

"Take her back to her room right now," Damien roared at the guards. "Keep me here, and you will see the worst of me," I snarled at him before the guards dragged me away.

As soon as the guards closed the door of my room, I dropped down on the bed, and a loud scream escaped my mouth. This is what I really hated. "Better tell that leader of yours too, let..." I was caught off in midsentence when the door burst open suddenly.

"So, it seems you forgot the rules." Damien snapped as soon as he closed the door behind his back. "All you forgot was that I am a human, not like you beasts, and I will never follow any of your rules!" I was hurting and felt on the verge of tears as I yelled at him.

"Zoey!" Damien shouted, but I didn't care. "You really thought I would just stand there and watch that bitch humiliate me? I already had enough, and I don't care anymore!" I screamed back at him.

"You are really worse than what I was told." In a split second, I was slammed against the wall with his hands tightly secured against my wrists. "I don't care about how you talked to your useless husband, but you must watch how you speak in my pack. I won't hesitate to break your thin neck. The next time you disrespect me, I will do it within a second," he growled angrily while gripping my neck.

"You can just do it right now." I provoked him further. "Why? There are many ways I can hurt you than giving you a quick death." he chuckled happily at the idea. "I want to first fuck the brains out of you and give birth to my heir. That's the only reason you are alive now," he said with a mischievous grin.

"That's your role in my pack, my surrogate," he reminded me before he threw me down on the bed. Though I was trying to stay strong, his words made tears flow down my cheeks. My fate has now come to be a sex slave for everyone.

"Tonight, you were supposed to have a formal dinner with my family and other guests. But since you decided to break the rules, you will be left in isolation and locked up in the room instead," he spoke as he watched me stand up on the bed.

"I don't fucking care." I still proudly hissed out despite tears flowing down my face. "You bitch, you really need to learn some manners."

Within a few minutes, I was again pushed against the wall like a lifeless doll. "This is just the beginning. You're going to keep doing only this till my death?" I smirked at him as I watched his eyes glow. He was already losing control.

"I am trying my best to control myself, don't push the beast out of me, Zoey," he almost breathed the words out before he gripped both my hands and placed them above my head. It was now my turn to feel puzzled. A few minutes ago, he was harsh, like an angry wolf, and shockingly, he was breathing hard in the crook of my neck. It was as if he was possessed since he was sniffing all over me.

'What is wrong with him?' I thought. "Tell me once you are done," Finding the position unbearable, I spoke out. "I regret why the Moon Goddess, of all women, chose you as my mate." Disgust was all over his face, and soon he threw me again onto the bed.

I didn't say any more words. Tears that I had been holding back just streamed down my face. He left without throwing another glance at me. "That son of a bitch." I cursed out. Pushing his words at the back of my mind, I wiped my tears and walked over to the adjoining doors.

I instantly started punching the hard door without giving it a second thought. "I will break this door if you don't let me out! I am going to kill myself!" I screamed loudly, with hatred and rage flowing in my blood.

I screamed for a good couple of minutes, but the guards burst into laughter. Helpless and weak, I found myself slipping down the wall with tears streaming down my face. No one in the world really cared about me. I was fated to be mocked and be a toy for harsh men.

"Stop laughing at me, you fools!" When I heard the guards laugh again, I screamed loudly in anger. Suddenly their laughter died down, and the door flung open out of the blue. Damien was perhaps here again, ready to kill me. Recalling his rudeness, I abruptly crawled back to my bed.

Surprisingly the one who entered wasn't him but a maid with a food tray. Noticing that she was the maid, I suddenly took in the wideopen door. My eyebrows immediately shot up with adrenaline singing in my veins. This was finally my time to be free.

"I wouldn't advise that, dear," the lady said, apparently having read my mind. "Mind your own business, bitch." I scorned. Ignoring her concerned expression as I ran past her.

Within a few minutes, I found myself running down some monumental stairs. The guards were running after me, but I was damn faster. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. They were behind me, but I continued to run without turning to look back. I ran while following the routes I had remembered before while walking with the guards. I didn't know where I was running to, but I went on. However, I was stopped in my tracks by what I saw.

I found myself in the dining room where the guests and other highranking elders were eating dinner. Upon seeing the fuming look on Damien's face, I immediately turned on my heels and ran back toward the guards, who were also shocked.

I had just intervened in the important dinner.

To make matters worse, I was the one known as the beast's mate. "Leave her. I am going to deal with her." I heard an angry growl of Damien as I ran back towards the monumental stairs.

Tonight, for sure, I knew that I was going to be killed.