Surrogate to the Blood Alpha

Selena’s POVThe whip came down again and, surprisingly, another gasp left my dried-up lips. After all the pain, I was sure I’d passed out at some point.But I was still awake...Still able to hear the whip as it cracked through the air and came down on my skin. It split open from the force, blood trickling down my back and legs. The clothes I’d once called a dress were soaked in blood, sweat, and tears. Tatters of it still covered some of my modesty, but most of it was in tatters.How?How had it come to this?I closed my eyes, hoping that the memories would distract me from the pain. It coursed through my body like a flame, reaching from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. My bruised and battered skin felt hot and inflamed; as if it was stretched too thin. My muscles ached, and my arms and legs hurt. I couldn’t even feel my fingers anymore...It had happened just as dusk settled over the pack land. I’d been in my rooms surrounded by the omegas who served me hand and foot. I co

Rain’s POVI took her to the hospital wing of the castle, barking orders left and right at doctors and nurses to fix her. I couldn’t help her in this; she was human, so she was even more fragile than even the omegas. Not that I particularly liked having weaklings like omegas in my pack. They were good for cleaning and fucking, but not much else. I did remember a time when I was told that “the strong protect the weak”. But out in the real world, weakness was weakness.And weakness got you killed!Which in turn made me a fucking hypocrite, because I would die protecting the little human on the bed. She was the fucking embodiment of weakness, and still, I’d lay down my life for hers. I’d kill every single wolf that would want to harm her. Pack or rogue. Hell, I’d even kill my own mate in order to protect her.She was MINE!For 10 years I’d been searching for her. Planning my revenge had kept me going all these years, but she had been the one who kept me sane. The thought of meeting her a

Selena’s POV“Selena,” he rumbled as if tasting the sound on his lips. “Like the Moon Goddess. I see the resemblance.”I couldn’t help the warm memories he awoke inside of me. It had been my mother’s idea. When I was born, my hair was even lighter than it was now, and my eyes looked dark blue. As I grew older, my hair grew darker and my eyes lighter. It made my mother even more resolute that my name should honor the Moon Goddess.Selena…My mom had always been the one who showed me what it truly meant to love someone. My father had always been gone for his job and there were times when I grew up, I was convinced that he didn’t love me. He was always happy when mom was around, but whenever it was just me and him, he would ignore me.My mom was different.She would spend her nights reading bedtime stories to me. Brush my hair and braid it. I sat down to have tea with my dollies and would spend hours in the forest.I used to love being in the forest.My mother was a great mom. Even as th

Selena’s POVI tried to stay awake figuring out my situation, but the drugs finally dragged me under. However, I only had a restless rest as the pain of the whip on my back made it hard to be comfortable. The nurse came back and changed my bandages, but it had me almost wishing to be back in the torture chamber. She wasn’t shy about her dislike for me and bluntly told me I didn’t deserve to live!“You deserve that pain,” she’d said, with a cold tone and a vacant look in her eyes.That was a low blow…But honestly, I couldn’t really blame her. My father was a cruel and evil man – and the fact that I was my father’s daughter was enough for her to hate me.But I’d never asked to be his daughter!I’d never asked to be trapped here in this golden cage

Selena's POVBut movement caught my eye and my head slowly spun to see the wolf once more. His eyes pleaded with me, as he begged for forgiveness – his voice raw and hoarse, as if he’d been screaming from the top of his lungs. He beseeched and cried, urging me to show mercy…Even after he’d shown none.Still, my heart wasn’t hard nor cold like that of a werewolf...“Pl-pl-please?” I pleated, shaking with fear and wondering how this man was going to punish me for asking. I was now officially in uncharted territory, not knowing what direction was up. But to my surprise, Rain gently caressed my cheek. His finger dipped under my chin and forced me to look up at him.“Of course, my Azura,” he said sweetly. He gently kissed my cheek, the warmth of his lips, making me suck in a breath. Not even Greg, my so-called fiancée, had ever dared to let his lips touch my skin. A