kill her

As soon as the Alpha ordered so, the guards immediately pulled me and started dragging me to the dungeon.

“Please forgive her”, The sound of my mother’s cries echoed in my ears, but it did nothing to slow the guards’ harsh grip on my arms as they dragged me away. Each step felt like an eternity, my feet barely touching the ground as they hauled me toward the dungeon, a cold, suffocating place that I had only heard about in whispers.

My heart pounded in my chest, my mother’s desperate pleas fading with every step I took. “She didn’t mean it. Please forgive her,” she cried again, her voice breaking with the kind of raw desperation I had never heard from her.

I didn’t look back. I couldn’t. Not when I knew it was useless. And secondly I didn’t want to see her sad face. It was me who started this..

The guards didn’t even glance at me, their faces were cold and unfeeling as they moved with practiced efficiency. It wasn’t the first time I’d been dragged away for punishment, but it felt different this time.

I was still in shock of knowing that I was mated to the Alpha himself, the one I loothed mostly. The one who didn’t love me at all.

I was mated to him, the very man who had always made my life a living nightmare. The one who had never shown any care for me, not even once. The one who didn’t even hesitate to order me to the dungeon.

The same man I have always found fucking different women every time.

Was this what my fate was? To be tied to someone who didn’t want me, someone who didn’t care?

Why was the moon goddess so unfair to me?!

She decided to mate him after washing his sheets full of cum every day.

When the guards finally stopped in front of the cold iron bars, one of them roughly shoved me forward. I stumbled, catching myself just before I hit the floor, and tried to steady my breath. The other guard unlocked the cell with a clank that echoed through the hollow silence of the dungeon.

“Get in,” one of them growled, their voices void of any compassion. I didn’t fight. What was the point?

This was my life, I was used to it. Pain was familiar. It didn’t scare me anymore.

The door creaked open, and I stepped inside, the heavy iron door slamming shut behind me with a finality that left my heart in pieces. The walls were dark and cold, and the flickering light from a single torch barely illuminated the stone floor. It smelled musty, stale. And all I could do was stand there, trapped in this unbearable reality.

“I pray she doesn’t get out of this cell alive, we can’t have an omega as our luna”,

“She’s not Luna material,” one of them scoffed again.

“I’ve seen rats in this dungeon with more pride than her,” another muttered, spitting on the floor beside me.

I didn’t respond to them. I had no words to say because the idea of being someone’s Luna, Bane’s Luna was so far from my mind. I had always been an outcast, treated as less than by the pack. The thought of ever being in his life, standing beside him as his mate, felt like a cruel joke. But to hear them speak of me like this, as though I were nothing more than dirt beneath their boots, was almost more than I could bear.

I had never felt more trapped in my life like I was right now.

Laughter echoed as their footsteps faded, cruel and mocking, the sound lingering long after they were gone.

I slumped against the cold stone wall, wrapping my arms around myself as if to hold my broken spirit together. My mother’s cries still echoed in my ears, but I couldn’t allow myself to think about them. I couldn’t think of anything but the gnawing ache in my chest, the bond that tied me to the Alpha, the man who saw me as nothing more than a burden.

How could the Goddess be so cruel? Why had she cursed me with this fate?

What sin had I committed in a past life to deserve being shackled to someone who looked at me like I was filth beneath his boot?

I closed my eyes, wishing for the numbness to overtake me. But it didn’t. The pain, the anger, the hopelessness, they all surged to the surface, overwhelming me. I had always been invisible, a ghost in the pack, but now, I was a prisoner, locked away with no hope of freedom.

And I could already hear the whispers, the cruel judgments, the scorn that would follow me until the end of my days. They all thought I was unworthy. Even my own mother who loved me despite everything couldn’t save me.

I let out a shaky breath, trying to fight the tears threatening to spill over. But no matter how hard I tried, they came anyway. Silent, hot tears that dripped down my cheeks, staining the cold stone beneath me.

I was alone. And nothing in this wretched world would change that.

I wanted to scream. To rip at the walls. To claw away this destiny I never asked for. But I didn’t move. I just sat there, alone, surrounded by cold stone and colder silence.

I curled up tighter, my body shaking.

I don’t know when sleep finally took me but the sound of footsteps and voices woke me up later.

Elders of the pack.

As soon as my eyes fall on them, I immediately closed them and pretended to be asleep.

“…it’s an abomination,” one of them hissed. “The Goddess must’ve made a mistake. There’s no way a wolf like her is fated to Alpha Bane, the Luna of Red Moon is the one supposed”

“She’s cursed,” another elder said coldly. “Born of weakness. Raised in shadows. We can’t risk the future of the pack on her.”

I held my breath for a good moment as they talked until I heard his voice.

Alpha Bane.

“She’s nothing. An omega with no purpose. I won’t be mated to that. The bond means nothing to me.”

His words broke me.

“Order the warriors to kill her , for the goodness of our pack”,