Prologue
Prologue
The moment I looked behind me, I cursed. Two of Alpha Benna's men, whom I had thought I had finally lost, were still coming after me."Stop you, daughter of a who*e," one of the men, with a huge blade on his left hand that glittered under the sun, called at me. I ignored the urge to look behind me because the first time I did it, I tripped over a lying stone and injured my knee."I said stop it!" The man's frustrated voice reached my ears. I squeezed my both eyes with my index fingers to rub the blurriness overcoming me away, but it seemed like that movement slowed me down because one of the men pulled me behind with the tatered collars of my extra large dirty pink dress and knocked me on the head."You wish to die, right?" He grinned, his eyes red with fury."I.." I wanted to say something, but his companion cut me off."Why ask her such a question? She is obviously going to die." He laughed so hard that large drops of tears dripped down his chubby cheeks. I looked at him, wondering how it was that my death could make him that happy."True," the other man said, still gripping my collar squate and shoveling my head on the ground. "There is no need to ask her questions because she is obviously going to die," he said, seconding his companion and then laughing with the same glee as his companion had done."Wake up!" he demanded, pulling me to my feet. "Hurry!" He kicked me in the butt when I tripped over my dress. I winced because of how hard his kick was, but I masked my face from the pain because I didn't want to show any of them my weakness.Being an unwanted being since I was young, I knew how bad it was when people saw your pain. They will always use it to make you weaker. After my dad's cruelty toward me, I swore never to show anyone my weakness. Never!"I can't believe these beggars. After milking all Alpha Benna's money, she is trying to escape!" The other man, who had asked my assailant to stop asking me questions, said so in disbelief."I am still trying to figure that out as well. I wonder where she was running to?" The man asked, holding his chin in thought, Is she running back to her father?" He laughed at his question, which seemed impossible.Everyone knew just how much my dad despised me. Even passer-by's! "No, her father is also tired of her. Maybe she's got another man to milk money from,'' he said, nodding at his own guess."You who*e, why would you run away from the man who picked you from the gutter, educated you, fed you, and gave you an identity? Is this how you repay his favor? Why are you betraying him?" He spat on my face."I.." I wanted to explain to him that whatever he had said was a lie, but I swallowed my words. Why would I explain myself to him? It wasn't worth it anyway.It's true that Alpha Benna picked me from the gutter. But he never educated me, nor did he feed me. I had to pay for everything he offered me. The room I slept in, although it was the kitchen, and the food I ate, although they were leftovers that sometimes were given to the dogs, left me starving. And sometimes I felt that I was paying for the breath I took while in his place as well!Before he found me, I had run away from home after getting my first paycheck working as a waitress. My father is so cruel, and he didn't treat me any differently from the way Alpha Benana does. What I never expected was for him to ask his guards to come after me.When I was sure I had lost and there was no way I would escape his clutches, I ran in front of a car with the intention of ending my life, but I got saved. It was Benna, the alpha of our neighborhood pack. I had never seen him face-to-face except in magazines and on the internet. I had also grown up hearing about his behavior.He was cruel and heartless. He treated people no less than animals. His favorite game was killing and nothing else. I was supposed to shake with fear and lose the ability to breathe when I saw him, but I didn't. 'At least he would be able to give me what I was desiring. Death.' That was what I thought.I waited, but death was never offered. In fact, he took me into his car, sent my father's guards back with a warning, and took me with him to his home.When we reached his heaven-like home, he told everyone that I was a beggar he had picked up beside the road and that I would be living in his mansion from then on.I had wanted to tell people that I was not a beggar but had an identity, but thought otherwise when he gave me a warning growl. Later, he took me to his office and told me that it was necessary to hide my identity because if people knew that he was helping his enemies daughter, they'd think he lost to my father.I was hesitant at first, but after promising to educate me and give me everything I was deprived of in my father's house, I agreed. 'Fuck identity; I can always make my own after getting an education!' I told myself.What I never expected was for Alpha Benna to need something in return. I was used to paying for everything I was ever given in my father's palace, but in that case, I was confused.What would a rich alpha like him do with me? I couldn't stop asking myself this question. I never summoned enough courage to ask him, though. I brushed things off, believing that when he one day needs me to repay his favor, he'll come to me and let me know.I waited, and he came. He wanted something I couldn't give him—my body. After I refused, he became mad. He threw me out of his mansion and dragged me to the kitchen, where I was to stay. I was turned into a slave.The education he promised me and the best life I had always dreamt never found me. I was like his punching bag. Anytime he could get angry, he would come directly to my hole and ask for something he knew I would never be able to give him.He never hesitated to use that to his advantage because that was when he would get to drag me out of the kitchen and beat me into a pulp. The only thing I never understood was why, when he was having parties or attending events, he would carry me along, make sure I was all decked up and looking all pretty self, and lie to people that he was helping me.I came to understand that much later, though, whenever he was about to secure a deal or was looking for investors to sponsor his projects since he was also a business tycoon, he would carry me along with him and tell people that I was an orphan who he picked from the streets and was helping me out.That way, they would see him as a godsend, and they wouldn't hesitate to sign deals with him and invest in his companies."The runaway is back." A deep and cold voice jarred me from my thoughts. I couldn't believe those asholes had dragged me back to the hole I had successfully run away from, or at least I thought I had successfully run away from."Yezus, Yezus, Yezus," he chanted my name while circling around me as if he were keeping me on a spell."Yezus," he docked to my level since I was pushed down to my knees and gripped my neck, "what did I teach you?" He asked, his eyes glowing with mischief and a wide smile plastered on his face.I really hated his guts."Yezus," he called again, the growl pressing in his voice indicating that he was pissed off while digging his nails into my neck. "In case you have forgotten, I told you that if I were to call you, you were to answer without hesitation. Got that?" He let go of my neck and pushed me to the ground.When I failed to respond to him, he chuckled, clapping his hands in disbelief. He looked at his second in command and nodded at him. The man, the only person in that huge palace who at least cared for my existence, strode to the house and came back with a stack of papers.My heart faltered, thumped wildly, and stopped beating at all, as if threatening to stop functioning. I hiccuped—something that automatically happened when I was about to get into deep shit and I took a deep breath feeling the air around me itching away.He looked at me, probably already smelling the fear gripping my heart, and smirked. "Good," he muttered, satisfied that I was no longer looking him in the eyes, daring him to do anything he wanted to do with me because I was tired."That's how you are supposed to be, you lowly bit*h. Tremble on my sight." He spat on my dress and kicked me in the ribs. He shuffled the papers he was holding in his hands until he reached the part he was looking for. He read it silently and then scoffed in disbelief while playing with his tongue."There will come a time when this ugly and cruel fellow will bow at my feet and feel honored to be in the same place as me, breathing in the same air as I'll be doing. You wrote this?" He asked.I remained silent, something he didn't like because I didn't miss the blue covering his face."I want to hear it from your own lips, Kiara Yezus. Do you want your life to be ruined? I'll have you tortured to the extent that you'll beg for death." He growled, and I felt my innards tremble. I knew he meant it. I have seen him do this to people most of the time, and he wouldn't think twice about doing the same to me.I was his daughter's enemy anyway, so living until this time without him killing me was clearly a miracle."Yezus, answer me!" he demanded while I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip anytime he called me Yezus. Only the moon gods knew how much I despised that name. The name he always bragged about! "This is the identity I gave her, Yezus." He told people every time he dragged me to his events and meetings.I didn't answer him because, honestly, I was tired of everything. I was tired of always trying to run away from him, but he always caught me. "Kill me if you want," I found myself saying while looking at him in the eyes. His second in command looked at me in pride, like a father who was proud that his daughter was finally standing up for herself against a group of bullies."What did you say? I didn't hear that," he said, slapping his ears gently as if shaking off the wax that had made him hear his words."I said, kill me if you want," I repeated word by word through gritted teeth. It felt really nice talking back to him."Kill you?" he scoffed, the fear I had seen clouding his eyes washing away. Wait, was it fear? But how can a cruel man like him fear me? It was possibly something else, which I had confused with fear. "I won't kill you that easily, Yezus," he said, straining that name because he knew how much I hated it."I'll deal with you later because for now there is something you need to do for me," he smirked, making my heart contract with fear.Prologue 2"Miss Kiara, if you would cooperate," a beautiful girl with big blue eyes and a frown on her face told me. I scoffed and peeled her hands off my shoulders."I can bathe myself," I said with finality. She bowed and walked out silently, letting me drown in my own thoughts. I let the tears I was holding well out of my eyes, down my sunken cheeks, and taste them in my mouth."He burned them," I murmured to my wolf, who was always weak. Alpha Benna made sure that he would always inject me with wolf bane to weaken her out. I was a strong wolf, and he knew there was no way he would be able to handle me with my wolf at the back of my head.I had spent almost a month writing that book. Forget the rewriting, editing, and all that stuff. Writing that book was like walking in hell barefoot, and he didn't take even a second to burn my manuscript. He could have beaten me, kicked me, or starved me like he always does, but he burned my manuscript. Unbelievable!"Oh, godess, no!" I trembled
I peered my gaze at the six-foot figure that I had bumped into and failed to register what I had felt.The figure wasn't Alpha Benna. He had dark eyes that had a faint orange glow to them. The glow wasn't that bright, and I was sure no one could see it from afar.A frustrated voice, calling me a whore, told me I should stop whatever I was doing and jarred me from my trance."Hail the demon; take me with you to hell. I'm ready to burn eternally in your clutches rather than this man's." I dropped to my knees and begged the tall man, who squinted his brows in confusion.At that moment, I didn't care if he was Lucifer himself, whom I had grown to hear, or the child's demon. I just wanted to get away from Alpha Benna and his men because I was sure if they caught me, I wouldn't survive."Demon?" The figure's deep voice, which could cause anyone's legs to wobble, asked in confusion."No, not a demon. Master Lucifer, please help me." I corrected myself, sure that he wasn't just a demon but Lu
The moment I and my beta, Sony, walked into Alpha Benna's mating ball party, screams and murmurs of fangirls reached our ears.Not being used to being the center of attention, even after being in the spotlight all my life, I pulled my beta aside."Go ahead and look for that asshole; I'll be just outside getting some fresh air," I said while walking toward the door, peeling the girl glued to my body away."I can't find him," my beta's unbelievable voice told me through the mindlink."I can't believe his guts. Do whatever you can, even if it means wrecking this party into ashes. Search every hell hole present in this house and bring him to me by his collar," I demanded, a growl pressing in my voice.I had lent Alpha Benna a billion dollars four months ago when he was expanding his pack. I can't believe his guts; after squandering all the money on his countless bitches, he had been avoiding me like hell."I found something else, Alpha Maseno. My beta's voice reached me as I made a turn o
I ignored my pilot's voice over the speaker phone, telling me that what I was doing was dangerous and could even take my life.Anyone seeing me would get his or her brains clouded with thoughts wondering why a ruthless person like me would suddenly panic over a nobody and even risk my life for her.What the media and many people don't know is that, despite how dangerous and much worse than the devil I was, my dad taught me differently.Among many of the rules that I and he wrote down and finally made sure had stuck in my brain cells was that I should never abandon a person who is in dire need of my help.This rule, among many others, was supposed to guard my life and always remind me that half of me was a human.I really don't care what people think of me, but this time I did. Not the people, though, but what my dad will think of me.Many years ago, when he was still my age, something similar to this happened. We rarely talked about that incident because it was similar to a lurking gh
"What do you see?" I asked the man standing beside me with a pair of binoculars in front of his eyes."They are talking to someone, he responded.I scoffed. "Talking to someone? Doesn't he have a name?"He bowed his head. "Sorry, Alpha Benna, I'll zoom in to see the figure's face." He lifted the pair of binoculars back in front of his eyes."Not just the figures, but everything. Let me know what's in the surrounding areas. Any movement, anything." I stood on my feet, sipping the wine I was holding."There are men. A group of men and women. Doctors and soldiers, judging from the way they are dressed and the figure lurking around is..." He trailed"Who is the figure?" I asked while snatching the binoculars from his hands. "This son of a demon! What is he doing there?" I asked no one in particular."I think he spotted a movement in his territory, and that's why he is there." The figure shrugged while taking the binoculars from me."Mmh, that makes me worried." I said, my voice dropping i
Alpha Maseno.I was in my office, perusing files, going through accounts, and making calls. I had acquired one more pack from an alpha who refused to pay for what he took from me.The plans I was making were for reestablishing it, expanding it, and making sure that I would create more job opportunities for its members.The pack itself was rich, with minerals hidden deep in the ground. "All the loan he took from us—what did he do with it?" I asked my beta, who shrugged in response.Five years ago, this alpha came to me and said he needed my financial help. He said he needed to buy resources and make sure that they extracted their own raw materials, processed them, and manufactured them.He said he wanted his pack to export more and import less. I didn't think twice about helping him because I found his idea very convincing.I knew that with the profit he would make, he would return the money he borrowed from me as soon as possible, but I guess I had just underestimated him, just like I
I peered my eyes and slammed them shut. I raised my hand to wipe what felt like soil particles that were stuck on them while a tired yawm escaped my lips.My whole body was sore leaving me with impression that I have carried all the sorrows if the world with me.A bright light streamed in, making my eyes ache. I crimpled my eyes around to see where that light was coming from, and that was when I caught sight of a vast window that was pushed open, it's heavy, yellow curtains swinging as wind blew in.I tried to sit but fell on my back after a wave of pain shot through me. With a wince escaping my lips,I lay back, wondering how I got here.When I was running, I had multiple voices calling out for me and telling me that I shouldn't head toward the white hill but that I should run forward, to the clearer path.I scratched my head, trying to think to whom these voices belonged, but my mind was blank. The only thing I remember is that after stepping on that 'hill', I didn't hear any sound o
It has been a month and a half since Alpha Maseno took me in, and I have never seen him since the day he walked to the ward. The only person I have been seeing is Maria, who is now busy taking care of her new hospital.Yes, she is no longer Alpha Maseno's personal doctor. I just came to the fact a week ago that, although she was Alpha Maseno's doctor, she wasn't permanent. She was only doing her attachment, and she was assigned to work with Dr. Kedeva, who is the real Alpha Maseno's personal doctor.Because Maria is busy and she comes to see me once in a while, I made friends with Beta Sony. He is two years older than me, and he has been a true gem.One day, when we were at his office playing a coffee date, I asked him if he had any idea what Alpha Maseno needed to talk to me about. For the past one and a half months, I have slept with guesses in my head, wondering what it is that he wants to talk to me about."You zoned out again." Sony snapped his fingers to get my attention.I flas