《My Alpha's Fairytale》Chapter 1
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"Slave!!" I heard Drake, the alpha call from the living room.
I immediately left the dishes I was doing and practically ran to him bowing my head as I entered the living room. I have to be respectful and nor utter a word or else he'll hurt me. He and Brittany, his mate were sitting on the couch watching tv with his arm on her shoulders.
"My mate is hungry. Go make us something to eat, and don't you dare even think about tasting anything." He yelled in his alpha tone making me flinch a little.
I bowed my head again and made my way back to the kitchen. I decided to make some macaroni and cheese since that's what Brittany, Drake's mate liked the most.
In fifteen minutes the macaroni was ready, so I took both plates on a tray with two cans of soda since Drake must have something to drink with his meals.
I made my way to the living room but it looks like I had really bad timing. Both Drake and Brittany were in a heated make-out session but stopped when they sensed me.
I saw Drake turn around as he had his back to me and his angry expression wasn't gone unnoticed. He growled loudly, obviously mad that I ruined the moment, and before I even get the chance to process anything Drake's had his hand around my throat, raising me off the ground making the tray of food fall in the process.
I whimpered lowly knowing that I protested, yelled, or cried the beatings will just be worst.
With his hand still choking my throat, he made his way to the kitchen and out of Brittany's sight since she doesn't like 'the view'.
Once we reached, my body was hardly thrown against the kitchen counter making my hip hit the edge. Pain shoot through my hip and right leg and I couldn't feel it as it went numb. I didn't get a chance to get up when Drake's hands and legs were making contact with every part of my body. He kept kicking my stomach and punching my face. I knew that I'd have some broken ribs and swollen face after, probably a broken arm or leg as well.
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You might think that it's okay as I would heal quickly like any other werewolf but, that's the thing, I'm not even a werewolf. Even though both my parents are but I was born without the werewolf gene and that's basically the reason why I was sold to alpha Drake.
My parents being the alpha and luna of the Dawn pack, they were ashamed of me and couldn't accept me as their daughter. Well, that's all in the past now. I cried over them enough and I don't think I have any more energy to feel anything anymore.
When Drake finished he gave me one last kick to my side before demanding that I go clean up the mess in the living room and prepare food all over again.
"And next time think before you make a move!" He spat and left probably making his way to Brittany again.
I heard giggling from outside and knew it was Brittany. Not long I saw Drake carrying her bridal style, making his way upstairs. I couldn't help the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. I wish I had someone to care for me and love me too, but I know that it will not be possible. I'm just a human and I don't think humans have mates.
I slowly tried getting up, holding the counter for support. My body was aching and blood seeped through the cuts and scratches Drake gave me. My right leg tingled and whenever it touched the floor but I couldn't just cry out the pain. I had to go do what I was told so that I'm not beaten up again. I carefully made my way to the living room and started cleaning the mess. Thank god that no one from the pack was here today so that I'm not hurt by someone else. They all had a school trip for 2 days and one night. Even the beta and third in command left with them leaving only the alpha, his mate, and me.
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I finished cleaning and went to prepare food again. When I was done I took the tray and went upstairs, standing in front of alpha Drake's room. I didn't know what to do. How was I supposed to know if now was a good time or not.
"Just leave the fucking thing and leave!" I heard Drake growl before I could think of something to do.
I quickly placed the tray on the floor and tried hard against my aching leg to reach my room which was actually an attic in the ceiling. I couldn't complain though, at least it was better than sleeping outside in the cold.
I was barely able to make it to my bed before collapsing and all I saw was darkness.
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