Claiming The Tyrannical Alpha Eighteen Petals To Bond Or Die

"Another breeder was killed today," the guard's voice echoed through the prison hallway.

"I'm yet to choose a breeder. The girls are so beautiful. The pack we conquered this time has pretty girls, I must say," one guard replied as they approached Hana's cell.

She was slowly getting used to the bad news of her people getting killed after giving the males of SeaHowl pack a pup. They were captured a year ago, and this had been the routine since their imprisonment.

"Hey, you!" One of them pointed at Hana, who was lying folded like a ball.

"That one over there is so petite and pretty. Even after a year, her beauty didn't fade like the rest," another guard said, lust glinting in his eyes.

"She was kept separate by the Alpha, so take your eyes off her," one of them warned.

"I heard she was MoonLight Alpha's daughter. No wonder she was separated," another said.

Hana listened to them, pained that she could do nothing to save her people who were killed every day after breeding for this tyrant pack. The gate to her cell opened, and she was dragged out by one of the guards. She used to fight them, but she had no strength anymore.

She watched with sad eyes as other girls from her pack were dragged out, most still fighting to be left alone. She wished they would save their strength. They all lined up as usual, and every month, they were selected to breed for the pack or be sold off to other packs.

A black-tinted car stopped in front of them. Who could be picked this time, where will they be taking them to, will they be killed in that pack? These were questions that raked Hana's mind each time they are lined up like this.

Hana kept her face down, avoiding being noticed. She'd rather die in that prison than be a breeder for any of them.

A pair of feet appeared in her view. She smelled a strange scent and looked up, recognizing the young handsome man immediately. It was Alpha Jarrel, the man who had invaded her pack, killed her parents and brother, taken her people captive, and ordered their execution after they gave birth. Not even allowed to see their pups before being killed.

Her brows furrowed as she looked straight into his eyes. A smirk drew on the corner of his lips.

"You are the most beautiful little thing I've ever seen," Alpha Jarrel said, removing the locks of hair covering her face.

She shook off his hand, indicating he should not touch her.

"How dare you?" a man roared.

"You don't speak to my mate in such a tone, Magnus," Jarrel said, caressing her face.

"Your... your what?" Magnus asked surprise on his face.

"You perceived it as soon as I arrived, didn't you?" Jarrel's question was directed at Hana. "And you can still feel the pull, can't you?" He smiled, pulling her chin up to meet his eyes.

"You're dreaming if you think I'll accept mating with a monster," Hana said for the first time since arriving at SeaHowl pack. Her anger was visible in her gritted teeth and furrowed brow.

"Ha! I love this. You are totally my type. The moon goddess definitely knows my taste, or you would have been dead now if I didn't like who my mate was," Jarrel said with sarcasm.

"You have no choice in the matter. The moon goddess has made her choice, what can we do?"