Chapter 2

WHAT THE FUCK is happening? Did I hear him right?

Alpha?

He's the Alpha?

And. . . why am I even here?

"Do you hear me?!" I almost screamed when he slapped the wooden door so hard that it cracked. His green eyes turned dark as he stared at me, like two orbs of emerald marble slowly turning dark because of the flame surrounding them. His jaw is clenched, and the hand that he used to slap the door was curled into a ball.

Fear rose in my heart at the sight of him and shivers ran down my spine. My stomach churned and I swallowed nervously. He's fuming mad.

I watch as his chest moves up and down like the universe wants me to see how mad he is. . .

At me.

At that thought, my eyes grew wide and I jolted up from my bed. I can hear my heart pounding and I can feel sweat starting to form on my forehead. My whole body is shaking in fear and my hands are turning numb.

Why am I here?

What is happening?

How did I get here?

Fuck. No time to entertain my thoughts of why, what, and how. I need to do what he says or else, I will be punished!

"Y-Yes, A-Alpha," I stammered and averted my gaze. My gaze fell to my feet, and I could see some scratches on my ankle, both healed and unhealed. My heart clenched at the situation I am in. Shit.

"Move!" he commanded in a strong voice, causing me to jump. I nodded and hurriedly stormed out of the room, never minding the glares of the woman who poured cold water on me and the stares of the Alpha.

I hugged myself as I made my way through the kitchen, and to my surprise, I was able to locate it without getting lost. I don't know what's happening, but I know this is just a dream and I will wake up soon.

But what if it isn't?

Impossible. This is a dream.

I began to grab some ingredients and didn't mind the cold. My body is shivering, both in cold and fear. The soft blue cotton clung to my whole body and I could feel how wet my nightdress and underwear were. My hair is dripping wet, but as of this moment, I don't care anymore.

I need to cook and bring this to the Alpha, and after that, maybe I will finally wake up from this nightmare, right?

I tried to convince myself, but in the middle of cooking the food, two servants came inside the kitchen. Our eyes made contact, and I was about to smile at them when they both looked at me from head to toe as if I am the most disgusting person they ever laid their eyes on.

"Look at her. So pathetic and weak."

"I know. She's disgusting. No wonder why the Alpha tortures her and makes her his slave."

"I can’t wait for the Alpha to find his mate. Imagine, the Alpha and his mate will torture her together. Quite a bond. "

They laughed as if they found something funny about my situation. Those words pierced my heart and for some reason, I don't know why I couldn't defend myself. I wanted to curse them so badly and kill them with my words, but I know that if this reaches the Alpha, I know I'm dead.

Even if this is just a dream, I'm afraid I won't wake up in real life, and being killed in my dream would lead to sleep paralysis instead. Damn, that would be scary—scarier than the Alpha.

The servants left, still saying something about me. A tear fell from my eye and I immediately wiped it off. What the fuck? And why did I cry?

I tried to shrug those thoughts off my mind, and tucked some loose strands of my wet hair behind my ear. Seeing the goosebumps on my skin reminds me of the cold water being poured onto me.

Damn, that woman was crazy. I can wake up without her doing that to me! The disrespect!

I served the dinner on the table and rang the bell that I saw even if I wasn't told. I don't know, but these actions seemed familiar. Like it was something that I had done a long time ago.

Moments later, three servants came inside the kitchen and took the dinner that I cooked. I just watched their movements with my eyes.

These servants are all wearing the same uniform. White button-up dress with short sleeves and some kind of black apron wrapped around their waist, covering the bottom part of the dress.

Their hair was all tied into a neat bun and as they walked past me, I could see how their gazes dropped on me and how their eyes were instantly filled with disgust.

I wonder, what did I do for them to hate me this much?

I was left alone in the kitchen, and when I realized how stupid I must look, I went back to my room. I passed through a dark hallway that seemed endless, but when it led to an open space with four doors on the other side.

My feet seemed to have a mind of their own because I found myself walking towards the second door and opening it. I stepped inside and familiarity washed over me.

This is my room.

I closed the door behind me and looked around. A mattress was in the corner of the room, and it was wet because of what the woman did to me a while ago.

Beside the mattress is a small drawer which, I guess, contained all my clothes and a laundry basket.

With a sigh, I touched my nightdress. Its wetness seeped through the soles of my palms. I should take a bath and change my clothes before I catch pneumonia. 

I walked towards the drawer and pulled out a pair of underwear and a new nightdress before going inside the bathroom. I took all my clothes off and stepped inside the shower, but before doing so, I looked at my nakedness in the mirror. A gasp escaped from my mouth at what I saw. 

I have several burnt scars on my chest as if someone used my chest to put out a cigarette. My collar bones are sticking out and I am thin as fuck as if I haven't eaten for several days. What the hell?

I took a deep breath when the heaviness inside my chest began to appear. Something inside me aches, like a thorny vine was wrapped around my heart, squeezing my heart that it feels like I’m suffocating. Tears are starting to pool around my eyes. 

How can someone be this cruel?

I sniffed and swallowed the lump inside my throat. My fingers shook as they traced another burnt mark on my arm. Fuck. 

Why am I tortured? Did I do anything wrong?

Or is it because I'm an omega?

I slowly turned my back and with shaking fingers, I raised my hair. I closed my eyes and took some courage to look at my back. 

What if it's worse?

Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes and turned my head toward the mirror slowly. I could see my tear-streaked face in the mirror and my lips were quivering. My heart pounded out of pity and fear, making me grip my hair tightly. 

Slowly, I lowered my gaze. My mouth went agape and tears continued to fall even more upon seeing a lot of scars on my back like someone used a whip and put it down on my fragile body with force. That sight. . . was traumatizing. Because I hadn’t seen a back as scarred as this. Worse, it’s mine.

God, someone please wake me up from this nightmare! 

Tears fell one by one until they made my vision blurry. A sob escaped from my mouth and I clutched my chest, feeling its heaviness eating my heart whole. The sight left an imprint of ache that defies mere words. Fuck this. 

I closed my eyes tightly and put my hair down, covering my mouth with my hands. I know this is just a dream, but I can't help but feel pity for myself. How can someone do this?! 

Anger surged inside my heart and my hand curled into fists. Is it the Alpha who did this to me?

I chuckled humorlessly and wiped my tears away. Of course, he is! 

I suddenly remembered those servants who were looking at me with such hateful eyes. Oh, how I want to take those eyes off and feed them to the dogs! Their personality is rotten and disgusting as hell! 

Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm myself down and stepped inside the shower. I turned the shower on and felt the warm water wash over me, sliding into every part of my body and seeping into my skin. 

I closed my eyes and raised my head, welcoming every drop of water on my face. I like the contact of the water on my whole body. It feels like I am cleansed. The water seemed to promise that it would wash away my pain or heal my scars. 

My lips formed a sad smile and I began to trace the scars on my skin especially on my chest, wondering how I got this undeserved cruelty. Did I do something bad? 

But whatever, Once I take a nap or sleep and wake up, this will all be over. No more Alpha, no more servants, and most especially, no more torture. 

After I took a shower, I went outside, but a scream came out of my mouth when I saw the Alpha standing in the middle of my room. His head almost touched the low ceiling, emphasizing how tall he is. His other hand is inside his slacks, while the other is. . . 

I gulped and fear surged inside my heart upon seeing what he was holding. 

He's holding a whip coated with silver. 

My grip on my towel tightened at the sight of the whip, and I know he's gonna use it on me. At that thought, my body trembled and I could feel my knees shaking.

"Obey me or I'm gonna use this on you," he said calmly, yet I could sense the danger in his voice. His eyes are staring intently at me with no emotions at all.

He let his other hand out from his slacks and stretched his arm, turning his wrist. Using his index finger, he motioned me to walk closer to him. With trembling knees and a pounding heart, I obeyed him. 

What is he going to do with me?

The lump in my throat made me aware of my shaky breath. I fought the urge to cry and stared back at his green eyes. 

I won't give him the satisfaction. 

Before I even got closer to him, he harshly squeezed both of my cheeks using his hand and pulled my chin closer to him. My teeth hit the insides of my cheeks, and I could taste blood coming out from the fresh scar. Pain spreads instantly throughout my cheeks, and I remind myself not to cry. 

I won't cry. 

I looked at the Alpha. His ruthless eyes are staring at me darkly. 

"Kneel." He coldly said and slapped the whip on the floor. It created a sharp sound that made me jump from where I stood and I could feel the hair on my neck standing on an end. 

My palms are getting numb and my heartbeat is ringing in my ears. Him, slapping the whip on the floor is like saying I need to obey him or else he's going to use it on me. 

I swallowed the lump in my throat and slowly, I did what he told me. The dusty and rough floor made my knees hurt, but all I cared about was saving myself from being tortured. 

"Good." I could hear him smirk and he immediately undid his belt and unzipped his pants, making me gulp. 

In my entire life, I only sucked a dick once and it was a bad experience. I vomited on his cock because he kept on pushing it at the back of my throat even if I told him to stop. 

And I'm afraid once it happens again, this Alpha might torture me using his whip.

He let his manhood out and its thickness slapped my cheek, making me blink. The sight of his cock made me swallow. I could see the veins on his shaft and its tip is red as hell like it wanted to spurt semen so badly already.

"Suck." 

His words made me blink and worry filled my heart. With trembling fingers, I held his shaft. It was warm against my palm. I slowly opened my mouth and began to take him, but before the head could enter my mouth, he thrust his hips forward, making my eyes widen.

I OPENED my eyes slowly only to close them again when the streaks of sunrise hit my eyes. I groaned when my eyes hurt along with my cheeks as if I stuffed something big inside my mouth. 

Wait, what?

I abruptly opened my eyes and sat up straight. The familiar room greeted me and my heart beat in fear when I realized something. 

That. . . That wasn't a dream? 

"You're not dreaming. All of this isn't a dream." 

I almost screamed when I heard a voice inside my mind. It sounded like a she. A female voice! 

My eyes widened. What is happening? Am I going crazy?

"I'm your wolf, Samara."

Samara. That's my second name! And she's my what? My wolf? 

I have so many questions, but despite the confusion clouding my mind, I talked to her. 

"Who are you?"

She let out a sigh as if hesitating whether to tell me or not. But in the end, she did and what she said got me frozen in my seat.

"I'm Amaris, and we stepped back in time."

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