Filed to story: The Alpha King’s Intoxicating Mate
“Leah Williams, you will show the proper respect” he hissed “Or so help me…”
I bit my lip. He looked frustrated. Brynn shot to her feet. “You can’t honestly think I would do something like that! You know she’s a troublemaker father. She hates me. She makes it known to everyone. Ask her, ask her if she does. I bet you she doesn’t refute it.”
“Do you hate Brynn?” he asked gravely, fixing his eyes on me and waiting impatiently for the answer.
“Is there a reason I shouldn’t?” I asked with puzzlement.
Brynn crowed “See, I told you.”
The Alpha slammed his hands down on the desk. “Enough Brynn” he roared, and his daughter went pale and fell silent. I tried not to smirk. He regarded me, his eyes dark and challenging. “Leah, you have been given multiple opportunities to become a respectable member of this pack. You have been fed, clothed, provided for. Given employment and a salary. You are even given leniency towards training, due to your ahem” he paused as I stiffened “medical condition. Most packs are not as tolerant towards weak members such as yourself and would have made you an outcast or killed you for being unable to defend or protect the pack. Yet at every turn you defy us and disrespect all that is given to you” he said frostily.
I listened silently. This was a lecture I knew all too well. I was supposed to be grateful for the shoddy second-hand clothes they doled out to me, the scraps I was fed that were barely enough to feed a child, and the role of omega that exhausted me and caused me to work from sunup to sundown. As for the salary? It went towards the food and clothes I was provided. The irony. As for being alive? That should be a right, not a privilege.
“Your disrespect and outright disdain for your pack will not be tolerated” he snarled, while I stood there mutely “I think a few days in the dungeon will be enough to remind you of just how lucky you are in comparison to other less lucky members of other, much more heartless packs who were not given the same opportunities as you. I expect an apology to be given to Brynn when you are let out” he added with a scowl.
Yeah, right, over my dead body, I thought silently. The b***h would be rolling in her grave before I would say sorry to her. He raised an eyebrow. Brynn giggled and he shot her a look full of daggers, causing her to stop.
I saw his eyes glaze over and knew he was mind-linking some warriors to come and fetch me. “Brynn, you can leave now” he instructed her as she gave a small whine of disappointment “You’ve seen her punished, now go and do something more important with your time.”
She scowled but stood up and submitted, baring her neck to her father before leaving the room, casting me a dark look over her shoulder as I gave her a tight smile. She left the door open, and two warriors came to the doorway. Alpha Johnathon gestured towards me.
“Take her to the dungeons,” he said gruffly, his eyes dark and moody “You know the drill.”
One of them walked forward and grasped my arm, so tight that I could feel a bruise forming already. I refused to give them the satisfaction of knowing how much he was hurting me, offering no resistance as they began to drag me out of the room, yanking at my arm, so hard that they almost dislocated my shoulder. The alpha watched, making no move to stop them or correct their behavior and the other one began to shove me as we made our way downstairs, toward the basement.
“Stupid mutt” the one behind me uttered, pushing me hard so that I stumbled and almost face-planted.
I straightened back up and felt another push, grabbing onto the balustrade just in time as I began to descend into the basement, which contained the dungeon. I began to go down quickly, in order to prevent them from pushing me down the stairs. Once I reached the base of the stairs, the first warrior grabbed me by the arm and stomped me over to the nearest cell, opening the door and shoving me inside hard, causing me to fall onto the thin, threadbare mattress inside.
He shut the door and then spat, the saliva narrowly missing me as I grimaced.
“Pathetic, weakling” he snapped, eyeing me with disgust as the other guard laughed out loud “Should just kill you and leave you in here” he threatened.
I looked at him stonily. He glared some more and then turned his back and stormed off, leaving the other guard to watch me. I remained on the mattress and closed my eyes. They thought with punishments they could break me. They thought that my spirit would be lost. They thought I would lose myself and that I would become the puppet they wanted to create. But they were wrong. No matter what they did to me, no matter how hard they tried to brainwash me, I would always remain Leah Williams, an orphan and proud individual who would never, in a million years, accept Dark Rising as her home.
Leah POV
The guard continued to watch me suspiciously as I lay there on the mattress, staring blankly up at the ceiling. I didn’t show any signs of being uncomfortable, only that I was bored out of my mind, and I knew that was driving him crazy. The other guard was missing, I noticed, no doubt having gone to get himself some food or something. My stomach growled and I rubbed it absent-mindedly. No doubt I would be fed stale bread or something eventually, I consoled myself, but I didn’t know when that might be. They might not want to have to leave me alive, but they weren’t willing to risk Alpha Johnathon’s wrath if he found me dead either. Cowards. I rolled over and sighed deeply.
The door to the dungeon opened with a loud creaking sound, making me stiffen. Assuming it was merely the guard coming back, I pricked my ears, intrigued when I heard not one, but two different sets of footsteps approaching. I sniffed. I might not have a wolf, but I still possessed sensitive hearing and a great sense of smell. I could still discern different scents from different pack members and I groaned out loud when I smelt Brynn’s strong disgusting flowery scent. What was she doing down here? Come to gloat no doubt, I thought with a scowl. If she thought she was going to get a rise out of me, she was going to be disappointed. I rolled over and sat up, looking through the bars. The guards and Brynn were all whispering amongst each other. I eyed them all suspiciously as they kept their voices down, so that not even my sensitive hearing could pick up any of their conversation.
The blonde guard charged towards the door and opened it as I stood there, wondering what the hell was going on. Before I could move or even try to resist him, he had tackled me to the floor, forcing my arms behind my back as I finally resisted. The other guard approached, pulling down the long chain that hung from the ceiling. I felt cuffs being placed on my hands and then they were roughly pulled upwards and hoisted onto the hook hanging from the chain in the ceiling. They smirked. I tightened my lips. So, this is how it was going to be I thought, biting my lip, Brynn was going to go beyond her abilities as the Alpha’s daughter. The chain was pulled tight and my legs dangled high above the ground, my arms narrowly avoiding being pulled out of their sockets. I fought back a scream.
Brynn came waltzing into the cell, holding a large, leather whip in her hands. She had a smirk on her face. I glowered at her, refusing to show any signs of fear. I jerked towards her and she stepped back, out of reach.
“My father might not have seen fit to punish you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t” she purred.
I spat at her. The spittle landed on her clothes, and she shrieked, frantically wiping it off, a look of disgust on her face.
“You’re disgusting” she cried, as one of the guards stepped forward and slapped me across the face, sending my head flying backwards from the sheer force of it. I tasted blood trickling from my lip as I narrowed my eyes at them.
“You know this is illegal” I hissed, kicking out and hitting the blonde guard in the gonads with a great sense of satisfaction. He doubled over and gripped them tightly, a look of fury on his face.
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