Lycan King's Slave Mate

**Audrey’s POV**

“Fuck!” I groaned. My head, back and stomach throbbed painfully, even my ribs, they felt like they were on fire. Clutching my head with both of my hands as if to keep it steady against my neck, I sat up on my bed and winced as the pain struck me again with full force.

I closed my eyes briefly; and almost immediately I had flashes of a gory scene playing out before me. All I saw was blood, decapitated bodies and pain filled screams in the air. I opened my eyes immediately, afraid of the gory scene playing in my head.

“What the hell happened?” I mumbled to myself. I couldn’t remember what exactly had happened but I knew that a moment ago, I was at the fields with my mother and her maids, and the next minute, I was on my bed with my head so heavy it felt like it was about to fall off my neck.

I walked up to my vanity mirror, and gasped at my reflection. I know I usually looked bad, starved, but this time it was different. A distant kind of bad, I looked haggard, around my eyes were purplish looking bruises. Even my dark circles were so prominent, they looked like a make up.

Just as I was about to walk into my bathroom, my door flung open, revealing my father who barged into the room with a stormy expression on his handsome face. I was used to it. He never smiled at me. Whenever he comes in here, the only thing he would do is hit me, sometimes he would hit me untilI passed out.

Fully expecting that that was what was about to happen, I stood patiently, waiting for the next hit but it never came.

“You bitch!” He growled, looking at me with hate filled eyes. “You’ve finally succeeded in killing your mother!” He yelled in my face.    

Wait, what the hell was he saying?

I looked up at him quizzically, thinking he was bluffing, probably high on something until I noticed my younger sister, Raquel waltz into the room brandishing a large whip in her hands.

“What’s happ—” I started to ask but was cut off when the sharp edge of the whip struck my face with full force. I yelped in pain. Raquel had hit me.

Tears rolled down my cheek in fat droplets as my father walked up to me and held me against my bedroom wall while Raquel continued hitting me with the whip. She didn’t care where it landed, on my face, chest, breasts, back, everywhere.

I had learned the hard way never to shout whenever I was hit, but this time; this time it was different, it was too much, they had this precision, this force that made every hit ooze of hatred; and I knew they were going to kill me if I did not try to stop them.

“Stop!” I groaned, my eyes were tearing up. My body was on fire. I couldn’t stand the pain they were inflicting on me, “stop,” I said again, “You’re hurting me!”

“You should’ve maybe thought about that before you killed your mother!” Dad yelled, he struck my face so hard that it fell limply in the opposite direction. I tasted blood on my mouth and I knew that my lips had been busted.

“I did not kill my mother!” I cried out in frustration, “I would never kill my mother!” I cried again, thrashing wildly in his hold in order to get away from him; but his steely hands held me still. I couldn’t fight against them, they were stronger than I was, way stronger.

My father is an Alpha, and my sister, my sister is just as strong as he was; and I was an omega. An omega for fucks sake! I still do not understand how fate decided to curse me like this!

A painful blow to my midriff had me sprawling to the floor. My eyes blurred as tiny black dots danced in my line of sight.

“You killed your Mother and you will pay for it!” Dad yelled, planting a heavy kick to my ribs. Kicking so hard, I knew that they would fracture. I cried out, moving away from him. In all of my torture, Raquel did not say a word, she simply stood away from me, waiting until father gave her the cue to start hitting me again.

“I do not know what you’re talking about!” I cried softly, wrapping my arms around my body as if in a bid to stop the aching. “Mother isn’t dead, she was at the field with me moments ago.”

“Mother isn’t dead, she was at the field with me moments ago!” Raquel mimicked in a high pitched voice, coming over to land a heavy kick onto my exposed chest. “Liar! You fucking liar! You think we wouldn’t see through your pretentious facade?!”

I was confused, utterly confused. I didn’t understand what they were talking about. Didn’t understand why they would insist that a living person was dead.

For how long had I been out?

“If you are not responsible for mother’s death, then explain why you were found in the fields straddling her dead corpse with a silver knife in your hands?!” Raquel yelled, coming to stand over me.

Wait what? When did that happen?

“You must be mistaken…” I cried, hugging myself. “I don’t remember doing that! I’ll never do that!”

I watched silently as Raquel squatted before me, holding my head in a very painful grip, and then she hit my head against the floor with so much force, I felt like my brain was about to crack open.

“If not for the fact that Dad has another kind of punishment in store for you, I would’ve killed you this minute and fed your irritating skin to the dogs!” She seethed, standing up.

“I didn’t kill her, I swear. I would never kill her!” I cried frantically, still confused about what was happening.

“Shut up!” Dad growled, throwing another kick to my midriff. “Get your stuff packed! You’ll be going off to blood crest pack tomorrow morning!” He snarled at me. My eyes widened in shock.

“W-why?” I stuttered fearfully. Blood crest was a total nightmare. The worst nightmare anyone would be forced to go through. It was filled with brutal people and an even worse Alpha.

“Didn’t you hear me earlier?” Raquel seethed venomously, “that’s your punishment! We’re selling you off to the Alpha of Blood crest pack as we no longer find you useful here anymore!”

No! no! No! Not the Alpha! Not that devil!

“Please, no…” I cried, “I swear I didn’t kill mom, don’t send me off to that monster!”

“I’ll make sure to inform him that you just called him a monster.” Raquel replied with an evil glint in her eyes.

No!

“Please don’t do this to me!” I cried, but my pleas fell on deaf ears as they both strutted out of my room, leaving the door ajar behind them.

I fell on my knees, sobbing. This couldn’t be happening to me. It shouldn’t. My body shook with fear at the thought of getting sold to Alpha Valentino. He was way worse than my father was; and my father was already an evil man as it is…