Mated to Alpha Lucas

nded on my cheek. My body hit the floor with imme

ould never grow used to Alpha Dexter abusing me, no matter how many times

of my body while I received punishment from the Alpha. I scrambled back to my kneeling position, shaking with fear as I silently pra

commanded, his

off. My eyes made contact with his dark angry ones that only portraye

of my face now stung as well, almost worse than the first. Tears welled up in

in fear of what was to come. He seem

bed a handful of my hair and used it to rai

a sound

w. So much for turning eighteen. I met his eyes, they reflected r

e when his wife's voice stopped h

me to the ground. My eyes darted to the three children seated at the grand dining. Who knew the thr

failed to show it, she loved to see me suffer. Same goes for her younger brother, Gregory, w

cause she was quiet. Well, no. She's a vile creature. She's the worst because sh

e dining "Take her to the cave" and two of them imm

t me "I'll deal

Alpha. Not the cave. I'm so

glance as I cried my heart out and they dragged me away. The cave was an equivalent to a dungeon. Only ten times worse. Each cell was literally a cave. They'd tie your hands to cuffs

vered as we neared the doors. The last time I stepped foot here, I was ten and that was the only reason the guards spared me. I looked frail

me as soon as we stepped in. The smell of people who had been here for weeks without bathing, being able to do their business proper

e was no way out. We got into an empty ca

h an eyes filled with desire "We'

not even in question" and he

the gates to my cave. In situations like that, I've learned that keeping quiet and being unreact

t a breath. I focused on the pain tha

hteen and gain my freedom in five days. Is death the freedom I get? Why am I even here? The debt my mother

poisonous spiders bit me but I was not so sure. I kept falling in and out of consciousness. I coul

ar voices and footsteps coming in my direction. It

coming towards me. I could barely open my eyes but when I managed to crack it open

sizzled with something I could not control or explain. A tiny voice in my head whis