CHAPTER 1

Clara's POV

"I told you to stop trying to escape," he growled, his deep voice making me shiver . I struggled to control my fear, tears rolling down my cheeks as my body shook vigorously. I remained on all fours, too scared to lift my head and make eye contact with him. "I... I... I... I am... so... sorry," I stammered, my body shuddering. He rose from his chair and casually walked towards me, bending down close to my level. Him being this close to me terrified me the most. I didn't want him this close; he was a sadistic psychopath who did whatever he pleased with me. Sometimes he cared for me, and other times he put me through so much hell I couldn't endure it. "Raise your head, Clara," he commanded. I didn't want to, but I knew he hated repeating himself. Disobedience would only lead to more punishment. With shaking hands and a shaking head, I slowly lifted my eyes to meet his eyes, trying my best to control my fear as he smiled slightly, looking at me. He reached for my hair, tugging it behind my ear as he gently wiped away my tears with his thumb. "I do not enjoy hurting you, but now that you have disobeyed me once again, you have to be punished," he said. That word made me break into a full sob as I shook my head panicking, looking at him with pleading eyes. "Please, no more punishment," I begged, my voice breaking. "I can't take any more punishment, so please, no more." He simply stared at me, his expression as cold as ever. "If you do not want to be punished, then you shouldn't have tried to run away from me," he said, his eyes on me. He gently brought his thumb from wiping my tears down to my lips, parting them slowly. His touch was soft, almost tender, but his eyes remained hard and cold. He leaned down, his breath warm against my skin, and placed a small, deadly kiss on my lips. He broke the kiss and rose to his feet, and it was then I knew I was doomed. "Get naked," he commanded. I immediately shook my head in refusal while pleading. Just then, Delores, one of his mistresses who despises me and always finds ways to make my life a living hell, walked into the room. Her eyes stayed on me with a sinister smile as she crossed her arms, leaning against the doorframe. She then shifted her attention back to the Alpha, who sat comfortably in his chair, watching me with a cold, scary gaze. His fingers drummed lightly on the armrest, a sign of his growing impatience.. I was sold into slavery by my stepmother when I was young. I worked as a handmaiden for a princess in a smaller pack until Alpha Lucas met me and discovered we were mates. Instead of rejecting me because I was merely an omega and he was an alpha, he claimed me as his mate. Since then, I have been his mistress, and his obsession with me managed to reach new levels day by day. She strolled towards him, swaying her hips left and right as she rubbed her hands all over his chest in an attempt to seduce him. However, his eyes remained on me, clearly ignoring her entire existence. She tried to kiss him, but he immediately lifted his hand to stop her, shooting a glare that made her flinch, the confidence she had on just seconds ago immediately turning into fear. "The next time you try that, I will cut you to pieces and feed you to the rogues," he threatened. The worst part was that it wasn't just a threat; it was something he could certainly do. "Put my cock in your mouth. That is all I want from you," he said coldly. The alpha doesn't kiss his other mistresses, or any other women for that matter except me, the reason for that, I do not know, and I certainly do not want to find out. "You know I hate repeating myself, Clara." He said. With that, I immediately sprang to my feet, tears streaming down my face as I wondered what plans he had for me at that very moment. My fear was growing, and my hands were shaking as I struggled to control my emotions. Thinking about what he might do next was terrifying, to say the least. Delores immediately fell to her knees, the sounds of his belts unlocking echoing through the room as I stood there naked in front of him. His eyes roamed over my body for a moment before he said, "Get into that." He directed his eyes towards the bathtub, filled with water and ice. I looked at him, shaking my head as tears began to flow. It was winter, and soaking myself in that icy water was essentially a death sentence. "Plea…please. I will stop trying to escape. I will stay with you forever," I begged, my voice choking with tears. "Get inside," he commanded in his usual low tone. Tears continued to roll down my face. By this time, Delores already had his cock in her mouth, her head bobbing up and down. He watched me with no expression, showing no emotion as he observed my suffering. At this rate, I was certain I was going to die. Slowly and hesitantly, I walked towards the bathtub, his eyes never leaving me. As I dipped my foot into the icy water, the cold shot through my body, and the thought of the frostbite I was going to get from this filled me with fear. His obsession with me was definitely going to be the end of me. I stepped into the bath, the icy water biting at my skin as I sank into it. The sound of ice cracking under the pressure of my body filled the room. Alpha Lucas’s face had a satisfied smile as he declared, “You’ll be in there until she makes me cum from this.”