Sentenced to death

Seraphina's POV

I didn't know how long I had been in here but I could tell it was night already. I could hear the sound of music thumping on the floor above the dungeons.

The festival of the Genesis Accord must have begun already.

“Tsk tsk tsk… I always knew this was how you would end,” Daniel taunted me from outside the cell.

He was one of the guards watching me and the two of us had a history. Last year, Daniel had tried to force himself on me, I screamed but when my father came in, Daniel lied that I was the one who got onto him.

Of course, my father believed him and called me a whore.

“You are just like your mother, ready to jump on the first man you see.” Alpha Garrick had said to me.

Right now Daniel was gloating over my battered body, this must be a fun sight for him to watch.

I heard footsteps on the stairs coming down to the underground cell and I looked up, hoping it was Blake; maybe he had convinced my father to let me go.

But the hope in my eyes died when I saw Lyra walk in– my stepmom. She had a wicked smile on her face; clearly she had come to gloat one last time.

I forced myself to stand up and walk to the metal bars. Lyra signaled to the guards to give us a little space and they obeyed.

“Little wretch, I told you I was going to get rid of you. Did you really think I would let you take the position of Alpha while I was alive?” She mocked.

I grabbed the metal bars between us and squeezed angrily, the shrads cutting into my palm.

“Why are you doing this to me?”

“Quiet, you ugly daughter of a whore. Trying to win back your father's love? What made you think you have the right? I was not going to sit back and watch you be made Alpha on your eighteenth birthday just because I couldn't give the Alpha a child.”

I laughed bitterly. “So that's why you framed me? And what happens when my father finds out that your baby was never harmed.”

Lyra chuckled like she knew something I didn't.

“What baby? You are just as gullible as your father. I was never pregnant, I saw that I was losing his love after one year without a child, so I faked one to win back his affection. And since there was no child, I just framed you to justify why I won't be having a baby in seven months, and also got rid of you. You know, the killing two birds with one stone thing.” She laughed wickedly.

I couldn't believe it; this woman was worse than I thought. I had promised myself not to let her see me weak but the tears that rolled down my eyes that minute had a mind of their own.

“Enjoy the last few hours of your life, you will be joining your whore of a mother soon.” She mocked as she turned around.

Getting to the guards a few steps away, I heard her give the order. “Beat her till she is close to death.”

As she commanded, Daniel and his colleague returned, wearing a grimace on his face.

“Oh, I am going to enjoy this,” he said as he unlocked the door.

“No, please don't.” I begged as I stumbled back into the cell.

The two men walked in with a stick and began to hit me immediately. I had to lie down and shield my head with my arms.

“Please stop,” I cried, begging them but they beat me mercilessly.

It felt like I was being attacked by five men; the sticks hitting every part of my body, reigniting the pains from my father's brutal attacks earlier.

“Wait!” I heard Daniel say and the flogging stopped instantly.

“That should be enough, right?” The other guard asked.

“Not even close,” Daniel laughed.

And then between the pain spreading quickly through my body, I heard his belt unhooking. 

“What are you doing?”

“Relax. She is going to be executed by morning, we can as well have our fun with her.” Daniel replied.

My heart skipped and I looked up immediately. Did he mean what I think he meant?

Getting beaten up and even executed was one thing, but having my body molested by such vile men?

“No, Daniel, please don't do this to me,” I cried; the thought of losing my virginity in such a violent manner scared me more than death.

“Oh shut up, bitch!” He kicked me hard on my stomach and I fell to the floor, coughing out blood.

I felt my head get lighter, a gentle buzz whizzing through my mind as I felt dizzy. Taking so much beating with an empty stomach was finally catching up to me.

Daniel dragged my legs closer and when I struggled, he stomped my head to the ground.

“This is what you deserve!” I heard his fading voice yell at me as he bent over, grabbing the hem of my dress.

But as I lay helplessly, unable to defend myself anymore and waiting to be violated, a sudden strange cold engulfed me. There was a loud howl, louder than any Alpha I ever heard.

Daniel let go of me immediately and got up.

I felt goosebumps rise on my skin, and at first I thought it was just me getting closer to my death but then I heard it; slow heavy growls outside.

“What was that?” One of the guards asked.

I forced my eyes open and looked in that direction, with my sight blurry. The first thing I saw was his glowing red eyes.

Maybe it was my imagination, but standing outside the cell was a beast on its two hind legs. Covered in black fur, each heavy breath emitting dark smoke. His face was a mixture of a human wolf and a demon from the pits of hell, and he had his eyes on me.

“Holy shit!”

“What in the name of the gods are you?!” I heard the guards panic.

The next thing I heard was screams, then bodies flying. I felt blood splashing across the room and then only his heavy breathing was left amidst the silence.

My consciousness was quickly fading, but I heard him say that word. The most important four-lettered word in the life of every werewolf…

“MATE!”

And as he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, my eyes finally closed; the darkness took over and I blacked out.

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