Alpha's Pet

EVONY

I was sore, beaten, bruised, and cold.

The dungeon’s floors were freezing.

I wondered if I would freeze to death down there. After all, winter was coming.

I took a shaky breath, trying to prepare myself to push myself off the ground, but everything hurt, and my back felt like it was on fire. I cringed and quickly gave up.

No, the cold won’t kill me, the infection will.

I could hear the door to the basement open, and my stomach dropped. They were back already? I couldn’t take another beating. I closed my eyes and tried to steady my breathing.

I just needed to remind myself it would all be over soon.

The men who entered approached my cell and unlocked the door. I was petrified and shaking uncontrollably out of fear. If I wasn’t so worn out, I was sure I’d be crying my eyes out.

I could sense someone getting close to me, and I bit my tongue to keep from whimpering or making any other sound that might entice my tormentors to hurt me more.

I learned that begging and crying only excited them further, making beatings longer and much, much worse.

“I know you’re awake, little one.”

The familiar voice of the alpha caused a chill to run through my body. Was it his turn to hurt me? I opened my eyes and looked up at the man; his glowing yellow irises burned into me.

“Hmm, well, this is quite a horrendous state to be left in. Look at you freezing, and smelling like shit.” He spoke gently with a bit of disgust. Glancing back at one of the two who beat me yesterday, he asked, “How long has she been down here?”

He was mocking and making fun of me now, I could tell.

“Four days, sir.” The other man spoke, and I avoided his gaze.

Alpha Axton tsk-tsked and ran one hand over his face, looking back at me. “Shit.”

“Well, little one, I know you probably want out of here more than anything, so I'll make you a deal.” He lowered his hand to stroke my cheek, and I flinched away, expecting to get hit.

He paused for a moment, seemingly displeased with my reaction. If he wasn’t interested in hitting me before, now he would surely be now.

“Hm... Option one, you save yourself a lot of embarrassment and trouble by telling me the exact location of your father. Option two, I'll tear your previous life to shreds and make it hell.”

This was a trick. He knew I would tell him I don’t know. And if I said so again, he would become furious and beat me unconscious. It was better to stay silent and let him know that I won’t fight or backtalk him; at least then, punishments weren’t as bad.

I kept my mouth shut and looked down at the ground, showing my submission.

A low growl came from the man crouched above me, and I started to shake more violently while squeezing my eyes shut.

“So that’s how it is,” he spoke quietly.

I braced myself for his attack.

He leaned over and flipped me onto my back. I nearly cried out in pain and was about to move back to my former position of lying on my side, but I was hauled off the ground and thrown over his shoulder.

I yelped out of shock and pain from his shoulder digging into my side where I had a broken rib. But I didn’t dare speak or protest from fear that he might get angrier at me. I bit back my whimpers as he walked out of the cell and up the stairs.

“Alpha?” the other man asked, unsure.

“Hold my calls and take care of business for the rest of the morning, Chase.” I gulped, hoping whatever he planned to do would be quick.

“Yes, Alpha.” Chase nodded and walked away.

We started to ascend the stairs up to the second floor. The natural sunlight blinded my sunken eyes. My nerves started to go haywire. What was he going to do? Throw me off the roof?

I looked down the hall toward where he was headed.

He was going straight for the master bedroom.