He's wicked.

Aurelia

I gasped out in shock as I stared at the paled and white head of my father in the box. His eyes were blank, and his face was filled with blood. My heart skipped in fear as I stared at my father's dead head. Why is he doing this? I groaned in pain, and threw the box away. His head rolled out of the box, and I turned to another direction. I don't want to see my father's dead face. It hurts and hurts me in the heart that my father was killed by another person. My father is dead. My mate killed my father. 

I had always wished for him to die, but I never thought it would be this painful. He looked at me with satisfaction as he stared at my look which was clouded with fear and anxiety. What is he going to achieve by making me scared? I asked myself with my heart filled with pain. He noticed the look on my face, and he smirked. Although I disliked my father, I wouldn't bear to see my father being killed by others, especially my mate. 

"Take it away,"he said to his Beta— who nodded his head gently. I cleaned the brinks of tears which rolled from my eyes to my cheeks. The Beta walked out of the dungeon with the box, and slammed the door shut with a loud thudding sound.

"Why did you do it? Why do you kik him? You don't have to kill… him,"u said with my voice stammering in fear. My eyes were red and filled with anger and pain. The pain that made its way to my heart is really powerful and unbearable. I wish I didn't have any of this pain. He looked at me with a cold and stoic expression on his face. I could see that he was still angry even though he had killed the person that killed his parents— who turned out to be my father.

"You know what to know, right?"he asked, and I nodded my head gently. 

"What has he done to deserve such treatment from you?"I asked with my vision fading slowly as I began to become weak. My eyelids were trying to force themselves close against my will. 

"It's a good thing that you asked me that question,"he paused, staring at my countenance.

Without waiting for me to talk, he added to his talk again. I glared at him with an angry look even though my heart was beating in fear. If he could kill my father, he would do worse. 

"He deserves it. He even deserves more than that. For your information that was the sake cruel behavior your father did to my parents, and I swore that one day I would impose the same behavior your father and you,"

"Are you going to say he doesn't deserve it? I don't care. I've killed it, and it's like an achievement to me because I have done what I always wished to do,"he said with no remorse. He doesn't care about my feelings or emotions. 

I decided to accept fate and the way my life is like that. I cleaned the tears on my face as I stopped crying. There is no point crying for the person— who's dead, who doesn't care about me, who maltreat and bullies me. He is reaping from what he has done. He killed my mate's parents with a sword, and he was also killed by a sword. 

I don't have to think about my useless father. I have to think of a perfect way to get out of here. I don't want to be locked here forever. Maybe if I beg him, he will let me go and start my own life. I stopped the tears, and pretended to act strong as I sniffed back the tears.  

I faced him with an angry look on my face. I need to let him know the truth. "Please let me go. There is no no point locking me up in his dungeon. It's meaningless for you to imprison me. Just let me go,"I said, staring at him with my mouth shaking. He looked at me but he didn't say anything. He ignored me, and faced his guards at the front of the dungeon. 

"Watch out for her. If she escapes, you're all doomed,"he said to his guards at the front of the dungeon, and they nodded their heads with a dark sinister smile on their faces. I wonder what's going on in my mind. I couldn't fathom it but I know that whatever runs in their mind is not a good thing. 

He glared at me with a cold look before facing his front. He crossed his hand behind his back, and walked out of the dungeon with his suppressing and dominant auras. I coughed slightly.

I looked up as the door pulled open. A few minutes later, Alpha walked out of the dungeon. I was surprised to meet a few guards like five in the dungeon with a whip in their hands. They stared at me with a dark and evil look— it was the same stare that was on the face of the confidant who confessed that my father killed their relatives. What has my father done to these people this time?

With the look on their faces I could tell that they came here for a fight which I wasn't prepared for. I was never prepared for it. I wonder what's wrong with him. 

"What do you want?"I asked , etched with fear. My heart was skipping in fear. I wonder what they want from me. They all glared at me with a cold look. 

"We are here to teach you a lesson of your life,"one of them said, and I cocked a brow at him. What is he saying? I asked with a confused look on my face. 

"What lesson?"I asked with my arm crossed under my chest. The guard glared at me with a cold look. He held my collar, and drew me closer to him. He smiled as he leaned forward. 

"What are you doing?"I asked as I pulled away from his grip, and pushed him away. He hit his back on the wall due to the impact of the punch. He groaned out in shock. 

"You don't question us,"one of them said, and before I could say anything, one of them slapped me really hard on my cheeks. I groaned out in pain as they began to rush slaps and punches. 

They used the opportunity to press my breast like I'm their sex doll or something. 

Why is my mate doing this to me? I asked myself with a glimpse of pain in my eyes. I'm sure the Alpha is behind this maltreatment. 

He sent them to beat me up.