Chapter One (Mated To The Blood Alpha)
Esmeralda
I huddled up in my cell, hugging my bruised knees that touched my chest and burying my head between my lap.
I was afraid.
Afraid to look back at the gross darkness that overwhelmed me. By the moon goddess, I hated dark places but no amount of pleading will make my master change his mind.
"Your kind belongs to a cell, shackled against a wall with no freedom!" He had said before ordering his guards to shut me up in the darkest part of the cell, hijacking the little freedom and illumination I had.
I longed to be anywhere, anywhere apart from this cold, barren, empty room of darkness, save for my one bunk bed and a few used plates and cups laying on the cold floor. The only time I had the privilege of leaving my cell was when I wanted to use the restroom as the restroom was detached from my cell and when I was ordered to work for the pack, to assist in cooking, cleaning in preparation for the pack ceremony.
I missed my family. Even if my stepmother hated me with passion and my half-sister wanted me dead, at least, they made me feel better and complete. I wish I could turn back the hands of time to see my parents one last time. To hold them, talk to them, to feel them one more time, but that wasn't going to happen as they were already dead, brutally murdered by my jealous half-sister who got mad because I possessed certain powers and she didn't.
I spent all my life running and hiding from my half-sister who labelled me as her sworn enemy, vowing to take my life at any slightest opportunity. But that won't be happening anymore as she was already taken care of. This time, I hope it was permanently as I was tired of the unending game of running and hiding. Running and hiding got me to where I was.
I needed someone to tell me that I would be okay and I would scale through this phase. Maybe my mate, but that was almost impossible as my wolf was weak. Identifying him will be difficult except he identifies me, but that will not be possible either because I rarely leave my cell except when my attention except my attention iswas needed.
My beloved parents would have been in the rightful position to tell me this but they were no more, leaving me behind in this cruel world. Every day, I craved death craved for death to deliver me to them as I was miserable without them. Though they were faced with challenges, they didn't fail to tell me how I was the best thing that happened to them and how much they loved me.
The sound of footsteps and rattling chains jolted me from my long train of thoughts. This time, I was brave enough to look in any direction without getting scared by the darkness as I could feel a presence within my cell. I knew it was the guard, even if I couldn't see him, I could feel him.
"I need some water," I cleared my dry throat, "Please,"
I grabbed the nearest cup laying on the ground and stretched it out to him. Instead of attending to me, he simply continued with the chain, preparing to lock me up with it, taking my freedom. I thought I won't be shackled tonight but I was wrong, a wolf's memory was sharp, never forgetting anything.
"It's been days, I just want some water,"
"It's just three days, you weak omega. You can survive five," His hoarse voice reverberated throughout the room, spitting hatred.
What?! He was planning on keeping me thirsty for two more days?! Three days without water was like hell and I don't think I will survive another hour without it as I was badly dehydrated.
"But I could die..." My voice quivered as tears ran down my pale cheeks.
"You don't know how much we wish for that to happen," He smirked, making me gasp.
I was almost surprised at the level of hatred he had towards me. It was no news that everyone in my pack hated me for many reasons. I was a weak omega who couldn't shift, I was conceived as a result of a mistake, I was a bastard, and I was the reason my family was wiped out.
"Please," I sniffed, closing my eyes, preparing myself to accept whatever comes next.
I snapped my eyes open as a bottle hit my forehead, searching the ground frantically because my vision wasn't sharp in the dark as the rest of the wolves, my hands came in contact with a plastic bottle. My joy knew no bounds when I figured out it was bottled water. I wasted no time opening the bottle and draining its content in my mouth, allowing it to revive my dying organs.
"Thank you," I mouthed to the guard who squatted before me, selecting the chains he would use in shackling me to the wall.
I stared at the red marks on my body given to me by the chains and tears dropped from my eyes. It was as if my arms and ankles knew what would happen next and they were protesting against it. I needed to help myself.
"Stretch out your hands, Esmeralda," The guard ordered, bringing it closer to my hand as the annoying sound it made disrupted my thoughts.
I needed to get out of this place, I needed to help myself. I looked at the guard who was busy with the locks of the chain, then I looked back at the chains laying on the floors waiting to come in contact with my skin before my gaze landed on the door of my cell.
I smiled mischievously.
I need to get the hell out of here.
But I needed a plan. Fuck.
I mentally slapped my forehead as I began to rack my brain, thinking of a way to escape without being caught. I wanted to end the pain and suffering and live free like other wolves in the pack.
Think, Esmeralda!
They won't let me out of the cell except when I want except I want to use the restroom.
That was it!
I cleared my throat and placed my hand on my extremely flat belly, pretending to be in discomfort.
"Please, I am pressed, I want to use the restroom,"
"Seriously? I gave you water and now you are pressed?" He barked at me like an angry dog but I simply ignored him. Getting out of here was the only thing on my mind and I won't let anything ruin it.
Without warning, he yanked me up by my hair and led me to the restroom, patiently waiting outside while I did my business.
When I was done, I searched frantically for an escape route but there was none. The only window that hung above me was too small for me to fit in.
I opened the door and followed him behind as he led me to my cell without glancing back at me or holding my hands. After talking a few steps I stopped in my tracks, watching if he would take note but he didn't as he was consumed with the chains in his hands.
Slowly, I turned away from him, dashing from the hallway to anywhere my legs carried me. Running fast like a wild beast seeking freedom.
Now was my only chance of freedom!
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Esmeralda"Get in, will you?!" I jumped in fright, holding my chest with my frail hand as the guard on duty yelled at me, indicating that I should enter the cell once again. My cold dark cell. My blood rippled at the thought of losing my freedom because I was weak, I couldn't shift to activate my super speed. My speed was no match for him as he caught me effortlessly. My screams, wails and kicks had no effects on him as he dragged me to the cell. A glare from his ugly scarred face sent shivers down my spine, making me look away in fear almost immediately, biting my fingers nervously. Those ugly sharp eyes that shot daggers at me, piercing through my soul, threatening to make me pee in my pants. If looks could kill, I would be dead.With shaky knees, I stood at the entrance of my cell with my hand still clutched tightly to my chest as if to protect it from him. Torn between two options, I flickered gaze from the murky cell that was impossible to get a glimpse of the whiteness of one
Chapter threeEsmeralda"No! Please," I cried, clinging to his leg as he dragged me into the correction room with a firm grip on my hair. I kept my gaze locked on his face, hoping he would see how remorseful I was and reverse his judgement but his eyes were solely fixed on the door of the room with a sinister look plastered on his face.I was done, I knew it. Hiding quickly in my spot to delay my punishment, I glanced around the familiar room with teary eyes to see Garry walking toward a shelf. The shelf contained a lot of instruments of torture, to break people that broke the rules. People like me. I watched Garry patiently like a hawk watching its prey as he selected some instruments that he would use in torturing me. But he suddenly stopped, moving away from the shelf with transparent glass to the whips displayed on the wall. I watched as his hands carefully selected the horsewhip. The horsewhip! The whip I dreaded most! "No! Please, don't use that on me," I screamed immedia
Chapter fourKadeI shut my eyes, slowly tapping my fingers on my thigh, clenching my chiselled jaws as I tried to contain my rage while receiving information from my Beta via mind-link. A bastard was caught snooping around the pack borders! How unlucky he was. Successfully Submerging my furious wolf who kept whining and growling in my head, I quickly mind-linked my beta to send him into the dungeon where I was. Where my captives were taken care of. I took a long drag on my tobacco, feeling the gush of adrenaline throughout my body that charged me with pleasure and vigour. "Ahhh," I exhaled slowly, puffing out the smoke in the air with my eyes tight shut. I relished the feeling and at once I was excited. Excited to execute, to cause a massacre, to wreak havoc. The swinging and slamming of the door broke my euphoria, causing my eyes to open at once. A small smile broke on my lips as I smelt my Beta fast approaching. He was the only one that could barge into my space without gett
Chapter 5Kade "Remind me where we are going and what our next agenda is," I rubbed my palms in anticipation as I got out of the inner chambers of the dungeon, glancing at Silvius who tried to keep up with my pace. "We are..." Silvius' voice trailed as he brought out an iPad, squinting his eyes a little to read the content displayed on its screen. "Let me guess," I raised my finger, interrupting him, "We have a meeting with the Alpha of the Night Walker pack," I sighed, "That bastard," "No, Alpha. You are supposed to be at the Moon ball ceremony of the Crescent Moon pack and it is themed Romance,""How? The ceremony is supposed to be tomorrow, not today. Today is Friday," I stated, getting a little irritated at the mix-up. "You are wrong, Alpha. Today is Saturday, not Friday. The meeting with the Alpha of the Night Walker pack was fixed for tomorrow and the Moon ball ceremony is today and if you don't hurry, you will be late," Silvius stated proudly, indirectly reminding me that
Chapter sixEsmeraldaLast night, I had walked into my cell feeling dejected, but this morning, I walked out of my cell the happiest person, causing confused eyes to turn in my direction, wondering the reason for my sudden happiness. The Moon ball was today! Forgetting my terrible backaches, I bounced out of my cell to the hall and collected the cleaning equipment from a senior servant who stood by the hallway with an unimpressed expression on her face. "Good morning, ma'am," I greeted with the widest smile, expecting the same from her but she welcomed me with the most disgusting expression and dismissed me almost immediately.I didn't let that get to me as I hurriedly collected the cleaning equipment from her and followed an older wolf who was followed by other pups. He was in charge of cleaning the hall that will be used for the Moon ball and he had other pups to assist him but more hands were needed as we were expecting lots of wolves from numerous packs, making them choose a fe
KadeI stood with a horrid expression for another second, pinching myself to clear my doubt whether I was still dreaming or it was reality. But it turned out to be a freaking reality. I maintained a decent distance from her, watching her keenly as she submitted to me. While she stood a mere 5'8, I towered her in height greatly at a whopping 6'4, making me have a good view of her from the crown of her head to the sole of her feet. I couldn't help but notice how her small figure trembled greatly as my aura blasted her, making her lean on the canopy stand for support. Weak.I noticed her shivering as the shabby long sleeve dress she wore wasn't doing justice to her, exposing her pale skin to cold as her tiny fingers hugged her slim waist that was hidden in her floral gown. Her odd-looking dirty wavy strawberry hair that rested on her wide hips spiked my curiosity as I stared at it strangely. It was rare for a wolf to have strawberry-coloured hair. Who was she? The more my piercing ga
Ph***eI stood erect as my hands made their way to the markings of the wall, carefully rewriting an almost erasing line that ran vertically. With my inside raging in anger, I slashed a horizontal line against the four vertical lines before I placed both hands on my head, screaming my lungs out and destroying everything within my reach.I took two steps away from the wall that I had marred with tally marks while counting the number of the days I had spent in the past since there were no calendars and tally marks were the only method I could adopt in order not to lose count of the number of days I had spent. I needed to leave this place as I was already sick of it and the mere thought of spending my forever here makes me wish for death instead. But I had to come to the reality that there was no way I could leave the past, not when the portal to the present world had been sealed shut by a group of powerful witches. No one in the world could open the portal, not even a sorcerer... except
EsmeraldaI let my gaze get lost in those oval shaped green eyes of his. Gem-stone green eyes that pierced through me as if trying to read me. At once, they darkened as I could feel his wolf wanting to take over. Those cold, strange, ruthless eyes that were fixed on me suddenly melted as they were replaced with softness and curiosity. I knew what he was thinking without him saying it. His eyes roamed my dried, tangled strawberry coloured hair with questions on his mind. It was rare for a wolf to have strawberry coloured hair. I was grateful that he didn't ask me how I possessed such weird hair colour because I didn't know how. Once, my father told me that every firstborn of the Harper family possessed certain powers and the confirmation of such powers was having a strawberry coloured hair. I froze the moment I felt his curious gaze land on my body, looking at me from head to toe, like I was on display. I quietly hugged my small frame feeling ashamed of my appearance. As if my arid h