The Hunter's Daughter

FL (AYLA) POV.

My heart was heavy as I walked to the dancing room where numerous other girls glided in seductive movement.

I hid behind the mass of my hair as I walked, shivering as I thought the nun had told me about my fate.

The nun behind me rang a bell, and they all kept quiet.

"No chattering in the dance room," she growled and shoved me towards them before walking away.

I ran mistakenly into a tall girl who stood before me, and she shoved me before I could even explain myself.

"Don't cross my path bitch", she snapped before walking back to her seat. I doubt I even ran into her.

As the nun left, all attention turned to me and a no to silent gossip arose and some of them even pointed at me.

"Isn't that the hunter's daughter?", a lady with blonde hair commented with a sly smirk playing on her lips.

"What a sad twist. She has become a prey as well", another girl replied her with a toothy grin.

"She looks like a wild beast with all that hair"

"I bet she is as ugly as one. That is probably why she hides behind the hair"

I walked slowly to the room and plopped down on a chair behind the girls, trying to block out their loud whispers.

"Hey, hunter girl. Why don't you call your papa to come save you from here", a girl beside me mocked shoving me. She was the one who had shoved me when I first entered.

"Her father has probably been hunted as well, Kate", another girl mocked.

"Aww. I think she is mute. She has not said a word since", someone said, and they all laughed.

I closed my eyes and wished I would just disappear from here and realise this was all a nightmare, but when I opened my eyes, I was still seated by my side at the room.

I wished my father would just appear to save me from this place.

I felt anger rise in me as they mentioned my mother. I bowed my head even more as I buried myself further behind my hair.

They were barely clothed. They all wore revealing attires that exposed the private parts of their bodies and they swayed to a sulty music playing in the background.

Just seeing them made me nauseous.

"Why are you sitting there? Get up and get dressed", a strict looking nun appeared from the shadows and commanded me.

I cringed at the thought of being dressed like these ladies but obeyed anyway.

I felt exposed as soon as I wore it and I just wanted to be disappear.

What the hell was this?

There was nothing left to the imagination with these dresses.

"On the contrary, the the dresses are better and more intense today," a girl commented, and they all concurred.

I cocked a brow. 

"This? Better?'

"I wonder why," another girl said.

Kate rolled her eyes. "Well, I stand to be corrected, but it is rumoured that alpha Darius will be here to get a bride soon. Tomorrow, I think"

"You can't be serious," someone muttered in disbelief.

"I overheard the senior nun mention it under her breath," Kate said with a daring glare at the person who had challenged her. "Do I look like a liar?"

A brief silence permeated the air before gasps, and then a loud bout of gossip followed.

"The alpha. Oh goddess. I want to be the bride, "a girl said with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"The mad alpha is the one you want to get married to? You must be a sadist, Emma", another girl said nonchalantly, rolling her eyes.

"You don't know that he is mad," Emma, the lady who has spoken earlier, retorted in defence of him.

"I heard he has the most brutal ways of killing people," a girl commented. "It's not a secret, and almost everyone knows this."

Emma rolled her eyes. "He can't do that to his bride whom he loves."

A guttural laughter erupted from the girl who had challenged her. Lydia.

"You must be delusional to think he would just fall in love with you because you are his bride... If you are even picked to be his bride."

Emma scoffed and rolled her eyes, muttering curses at Lydia, who shrugged as she swayed to the music.

"I'm just grateful for this exercise. We don't get to do this every day. Not when we are attending to the men."

"I wish I was the bride," another girl said.

"I will be the bride," Kate said pompously, throwing her hair behind her shoulder in confidence, and some girls scoffed at her while some praised her. 

Lydia laughed in mockery. "Dream on," she muttered under her breath.

"You got something to say to me, sister stick in the ass?"

Lydia raised her hands in mock surrender, and they all laughed.

I felt my stomach churn. 

'Alphas come to pick brides from this godforsaken place?'

The thought of being picked made me want to throw up.

Tomorrow. I had to stay hidden the next day no matter what. It would be an even greater disaster to be picked by the alpha king.

With the circumstances of my father being a hunter, I would definitely be picked for the bride by those vile creatures that my father hated and hunted down all his life.

My father was an enemy of the wolves. If any of the wolves, especially an Alpha, were to know I was here, they would definitely buy me and use me for their own selfish and evil purpose. 

I was distraught. I paced around while the other girls in the dance room kept talking about how wonderful it would be to be picked as the bride.

I can not be picked by him. My life would be ruined. Utterly doomed.

I felt my tears roll down my cheeks and onto the plate of the 'exotic' dance exercise, which I had suddenly felt nausea for.

Oh, goddess. Help me! Father, save me!! 

'Of all of the known alphas, the mad alpha Darius would be the first!!'