BELLA AND THE CURSED ALPHA

BELLA’S POV

I woke up in a dark room, unaware of my surrounding. I didn’t know where I was nor how I was brought here, all I remembered was playing with my dog at the river before I felt a stung on my neck and then total black out.

“Hello! Hello! Who’s there!”

I banged against the door, I was terrified of the darkness and the silence was deafening so I continued banging on the heavy metal door until I heard it unbolt from the outside.

I staggered backwards as a huge bald man covered in tattoos and dressed in black clothes entered.

“She’s awake!” He yelled to someone outside and immediately two other men walked in. They weren’t as big as the bald man but they were in black clothes too. Either way, I was scared because they looked dangerous.

I was taken to a throne like room and told to sit and await the presence of someone.

I was scared for my life as I waited, wondering who the person was.

Soon, an old lady in a grey yoke dress entered

“You’re as beautiful as they mentioned.” The old lady smiled.

Who mentioned that? I wondered.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I am Martha and i am here to tend to your needs.” She told me.

“Why have I been captured?” I asked.

“Your bath has been prepared, this way please.” She told me, ignoring my question.

I hesitated for a second before I got up and followed her away.

I was brought an exotic dinner but I refused to eat despite the fact that I was hungry, I felt nauseous from panic as I didn’t know my captor nor why I was captured.

At night, I couldn’t sleep, fear and worry kept me awake. I missed my Grandmother dearly, she must be worried sick of my disappearance. My parents were both dead and my Grandmother was all I had as a family. I cried onto the pillows around me, my little peaceful life as I knew it was over.

Suddenly, I gasped and sat up in shock at the sound of the door swung open. It was dark, so dark, I couldn’t see who it was, just a very huge shadow casted into the room.

“Martha?” I called out. There was no reply as the person stepped into the room and closed the door.

Fear gripped me when heavy footsteps approached my bed. I squeaked and brought the pillows to my face as if they would protect me.

“No! No!” I screamed as heavy hands gripped my shoulders.

The person who felt like a beastly creature on me had so much power that I felt as light as a feather. I wasn’t a big person, I was petite and fragile which made it easier for my attacker to pull apart my arms and force me down on the bed.

“Stop fighting me!”

A deep voice growled at me. It was a man! A man and not a beast! He was going to hurt me!

“Please, please don’t do this! Don't hurt me! Please!”

I begged helplessly as tears spilled from my eyes.

The attacker suddenly stopped and moved off me. I sobbed, rubbing my hurting wrists as I listened to his heavy breathing. I couldn’t make out his shape but his presence was largely felt.

“Who are you and what do you want from me?” I cried, shivering in fear.

“Sleep. No one will hurt you.”

He spoke calmly in the dark and left, banging the door behind him.

DRAGO’S POV

She looked younger than I expected, innocent, too delicate. She was certainly not my choice in women, not that she was not beautiful enough, no, she was the most beautiful creature I had ever set eyes on, she looked like a fairy from the books my mother used to read to me when I was a child and not the beast I’ve turned into. She had no idea who she was, the power she held nor who I was. It was better that way, if she knew all of that, it would make the task at hand difficult.

“How are you going to breed the girl if you can’t get over these sudden sentiments and fuck her!” Atlas, my right hand slammed the table.

He was angry and he had the right to be. For ten years we have been placed under a curse by a moon witch, a curse to never be able to turn into our wolf form, a curse to remain weak and vulnerable to our enemies—the vampires and I brought on that curse. A curse to an alpha is a curse to his pack.

“She’s a child dam-it!” I snarled. “You should have seen the fear in her eyes when I tried to have my way with her.”

“What the hell! She’s eighteen! And was she supposed to smile and let you have her?” He scoffed. He had done the search for the girl with his men and brought her here to my manor “Just breed the bitch! How hard can that be!?”

He told me, persistently.

“Will you shut up and let me think!?”

I roared at him, losing my patience. I did not need his blabbing right now.

“I’m sorry my lord, I’m just worried for us all, we have lost far too much to give up now.” He told me calmly.

Of course I knew that, I, first hand have lost much more.

“No one is giving up. I will breed that little witch and she’ll birth me a child and release us all from the curse.” I vowed.

As Supreme Alpha, I, Drago Del Amato owed my people this. I brought the curse on them, I have to lift it.

BELLA’S POV

“This is Freya, she will tend to your personal needs”

Martha introduced a young blonde haired girl to me, she was in a long maroon dress and held two neatly folded dresses.

I introduced myself as soon as we were alone.

“Hi Freya, I’m Bella.”

“A pleasure to meet you my lady.” She replied as she diligently mixed sweet smelling lotions in my bath water.

She looked around my age, maybe a year or two years younger, if I was going to escape this nightmare, I needed allies and she could be one.

“Why are the lights never on? Why are the curtains never up?”

I asked her, still scared about the night before and worried that the beastly man would return at night again. Maybe if the curtains were up and the lights were turned on, he wouldn’t.

“Your bath is ready.” She told me, clearly ignoring my question.

“Your breakfast will be served before you’re finished.” She added and bowed before leaving.

Having someone especially a girl close to my age bowing to me felt very strange, they kept treating me like I was someone special but deep down I knew that I was only a prisoner.

I undressed and looked at my self in the gold framed mirror before me.

I looked paler, thinner and my eyes had dark circles . I had a glowing red hair, blue eyes that have been called bewitching and a petite frame that gave me a fairy look. I have been called beautiful a lot by the few people in my town, my grandmother always mentioned how I looked so much like my mother and I would have her gifts. I always thought the gifts were beauty and charm.

It was night again and there was a storm outside. The room was cast in perpetual darkness and like last night, I couldn’t see a thing.

My heart drummed in my chest as I prayed quietly that my attacker would not return but my prayers went unanswered when I heard the door creak open and his heavy footsteps filled my ears. He was here!

“Please! Please! No!”

I begged as he got closer to the bed. He stopped moving and lightening shone on him and I glimpsed a dark Swede robe.

“Stay still and it won’t hurt.” He said as he entered the bed, his heaviness tilting it downwards. I bit my lips, trying to not scream because I knew that no one will help me.

Whoever this man was, he definitely had all the power in the house.

“Stop it!”

I slapped his heavy hands away as he gripped my thighs and pulled me to him.

“I need to do this!” He grunted, lifting up my muslin white night wear and searching around my groin area, when his fingers grazed my panties, I gasped in great shock. No! He was going to rape me!

I was a virgin, untouched, I’ve never even kissed a boy and now a man I knew not his face nor name was going to deflower me.

No!

I tried to fight him off but I was no match for him, his strength was abnormal and I feared he could break my hands if I kept hitting him. I needed to find another way to stop him.

“Just tell me who you are! At least, let me see you!”

I pleaded.

The man paused, his heavy breathing loud in the dark room, he moved slowly away from the bed and stood close to the window, just then, a lightening struck again and illuminated on my attacker’s face.

What I saw made me scream out loud and left me unconscious!