Property Of The Alpha

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oman who had been broken repeatedly at the cruel hands of Alpha Axton, yet she still was courageous and full of life to keep on going – to keep on going, for all of us. I couldn’t help but feel like

ell of the breakfast buffet whiffed in the air, leaving me to realize I was drooling as my eyes wandered over the omelets, bacon, hash potatoes, fruit platters, crepes and cinnamon toast. Luxuries that most omegas had never experienced and likely never would. It reminded me o

has had left from the night of the meeting. I decided to begin cleaning the guest bedrooms knowing that I would have to wash and replace all the bed sheets first. If I didn’t get the linens in the washing machine fir

stay in Shadow Pack. While the washing machine was running, I opened the curtains to let some sunlight into the room against the sky blue walls. I could faintly hear my wolf inside reminiscing of the memories we once sha

d chores onto my list for tomorrow. I leaned against the wall and took in a deep breath, my body was at the brink of exhaustion. My s

longer bothered by the smell. It had taken some time to get used to but my lungs no longer itched every time I inhaled. I entered the laundry room, dumping the dirty bucket of water in the sink. A hand tightly squeezed against my arm, spinning

n looking for you everywhere. Come on. Alpha Axton has requ

y heart vigorously hammering in my heart. What did she mean by joining tonight? Would he take my innocence from me tonig

s over her head, exposing her creamy skin against a cage like leather bra. My eyes widened, the bra didn’t cover her nipples and it made me uncomfortable to stare at her breasts like this. “Are you done staring?”, she scolded,

feet, “you have no idea how fucking lucky you are. Stop crying like an ungrateful li

I struggled to put the caged bra on, it quickly became a tangled mess. Charlotte threw her blonde hair over her shoulder, “it’s like you’re trying to be stupid,” she said and reached for the leather ense

the position he wants to see you in when he enters the room. You crawl, never walk to him. You do not speak until spoken to, every question must be followed up with “master”. Forget

king up speed, even as I struggled to steady my breath. Alpha Axton stumbled into the bedroom,

rvously anticipating whatever torture he had desired to implicate on Charlotte and I. He gave me a sinister smile, I co

pped the glass bottle of vodka against the wall. “Don’t you enjoy it?”, he screamed, his voice vibrating against the walls. My eyes shut closed, fear clouding my better judgment

ard slap. My cheek stung, burning from the violent blow. My body fell over onto the floor, blood spilling out of my mouth

attaching it to my neck like a collar that a pet would wear. I could feel it restricting my airway from how tightly he had secured it. “This is your collar, it means you belo

gonizing pain. “Get up,” he demanded and without thinking, I obeyed, rising to my feet. “AGAIN,

n the shards of glass shattered on the floor from the vodka bottle. He punched my eye so hard that I

g me once more but he didn’t strike me like I thought he would. In

, his body still hovering o

raciously like she was enjo

lmly. The air from my lungs escaped, feeling his foot sharply lunge into

wards the door. He has made his way to the middle of the room, unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants. He thru