Chapter 5

Matilda's POV

Things ran faster than my mind could ever fathom or even catch up with. I was still on the ground when this man whom I was forced to marry walked out without caring to even know what the shape of my face was. What concerned him were just the things which were under the dress and he seemed so fiery to the extent I could tell that his demands were always met by anyone under him.

I couldn't help but admit the rumors which were spread about him, around the entire pack. He was a beast, capable of ending lives with just a fierce stare.

And as he walked away, I was pulled up from the ground furiously by another man by the arm, dragged out of his perfectly built room towards an unknown location.

"Hey…" I cried out in pain. It was thought he would rip off the arm from the socket and would leave me without any. Were they all so feisty in this part of the world? From master to slave?

Soon he led me towards a room, opening the door and pushing me in as I fell face down to the ground. And just before I could even gain my balance on the cold floor, I could hear the door being shut against me violently, the metal love sounding so fierce that sent me the knowledge of an impossible escape.

Were they all so feisty and rough to the feminine gender? That slight brush of my palms across the ground as I fell had already turned them red, and the heat which I felt was unexplainable, very painful.

But this pain was not put into consideration as I jumped off the ground and ran towards the door, kicking and punching it with all of my strength with the intention of getting myself free.

"Hey! Come back here! You can't keep me locked in here" I screamed out in my lungs while my fist kept on banging against the wooden door.

All was in vain. The man whom I screamed out to was already gone, perfectly done with what his beastly master had commanded him, and was on his way to continue his work.

This was like a prison. Few things I had realized and studied since I stepped foot here. The doors were all so fancy, and beautiful, and the lighting was just perfect to show off the beauty of the entire place.

But here, I stood up to look around at the entire place, and the slight darkness and the little trace of light which pierced through the window confirmed my suspicion that this room was for people who were never on good terms with the alpha king.

But I was as innocent as I had tried projecting myself to be. I was never in any conflict with this Alpha King. It wasn't me the Alpha King was interested in, it was my twin sister.

I was just a piece of gift my parents had used to pay the Alpha King for their pack protection and I was the prize to appease this man.

I heaved a heavy sigh of relief as I walked towards the bed and sat on it, falling on it and staring at the ceiling. 

I cursed my parents under my breath, regretting why I had to answer their call when I still had my life of luxury with my sick grandmother and my human bestie. 

Things had suddenly changed direction in less than three days, and it was all because of my parents who never considered me as the one they had birthed even in pain. 

I wouldn't have to deny that I wasn't scared. I was terrified, afraid, frightened, daunted, and haunted by the thoughts of having to let a man who didn't even care to know the texture of my voice thrust through me, not due to love or due to a passion triggered by his sex hormones, but just to show that he was king and superior to all who came before him.

Just while I laid down the thought of ways I could let this particular cup pass over me, I could hear the metal lock again, as fierce as the first time, and it forced me to leap off from my comfort zone with eyes directed towards the door.

It was pushed open and then two ladies whom I didn't know walked in with smiles on their faces, which seemed to cool my nerves at that point.

"Hello ma'am" they curtsied before me as though I was royalty. Perhaps I was. Too much of my parent's torture had forced me to forget that I was a daughter of an alpha who sought help from another mighty alpha.

"We're here to aid your preparation for your visit to the alpha king. We're at your service." the curtsied again.

How delightful it was! This one-night stand with a murderer was truly as real as the air I inhaled at that point.

I stood from my bed and then walked up to them. I would have asked in the lowest tone ever how possible it was to escape, but the looks on their faces showed they were also as frightened as I was, and we were living as puppets there.

I stretched my neck towards the outside, and there I found the same guard who dragged a female roughly by the arm and threw her into a room and she injured herself.

"Okay ladies… let's see what you can do!" I said with a plastic smile on my face that caused them to look up immediately at me and also smile at me.

"This way ma'am" curtsied again, showing me the way which was too obvious to a sensible person.

I was taken towards another room where I would be prepared, and dressed for another opportunity to meet this man, but this time, it would be something more private, something erotic where he would have control over me.

This was more tormenting than nightmares, and only the heavens could predict what would happen when I finally set eyes on him.