Scarlett's pov

I shook with fear as a large scissor was tossed into the Alpha’s rough palm by a bulky bodyguard who stood behind him.

“Alpha, she might die if tortured; she’s still too unstable to be interrogated!” The doctor said stubbornly, trying to stand in between the arrogant Alpha and myself. 

“If you want your tiny tongue in my dinner tonight, stand in my way!” The Alpha yelled. I quietly watched how the doctor suddenly looked deflated in an instant; like the fight had been drained out of him.  

“Everyone, leave us alone!” He yelled at the doctor and the guard behind him. At his command, they both scurried away, throwing pitiful looks my way.

After they had left and shut the door behind us, the Alpha immediately pulled out the IV set from my arm with a force that shook my veins a little.

“I swear, I am Scarlett. Scarlett Paige!” I screamed even before he would lay a finger on me. He turned to look me dead in the eye and proceeded to pressing down hard on my thigh, on an injury that was taking too long to heal. An anguished scream made its way out of the back of my throat at the severity of the pain I felt.

“I don’t know what else to tell you sir, should I lie to you?” I cried out as hot tears blurred my vision, he stopped.

“Why aren’t you healing?” He snarled, his hands still placed lightly on my throbbing thigh.

“I don’t know.” I mumbled softly; my reply seemed to not satisfy him as again, he squeezed at my painful thigh, tearing the stitches. This time I doubled over in agony, bending over as the pain made me feel suddenly light headed.

“I really do not know!” I screamed. “My former pack’s Alpha probably injected me with something to paralyze me earlier, I’m not sure!” I shouted as a blinding shot of unbearable pain sprang up my entire body.

“And Why would He do that?!” He snarled pressing down against the thigh. The pain was too much, so unbearable, I was beginning to feel numb. I could no longer feel the leg.

“To get rid of me maybe,” I muttered slowly, my eyes were beginning to close up. As if sensing that the pain he inflicted on my thigh was becoming unbearable and was fast knocking me out, he cleaned off his hands in a large bowl of disinfected water and proceeded to sticking his finger into my vagina from underneath the hospital dress.

“No no no please!” I cried moving away from him, but the more I moved, the more he pressed harder into my vagina, hitting too close to my g spot; I gave up.

“Why does your Alpha want to get rid of you?” He asked, inserting another finger into my vagina, as if trying to spread the walls.

“Because he’s my mate!” I cried shaking my head. The different sensations running through my body were too much, they seemed to cause a dull ache at the bottom of my abdomen.

“So how does your Alpha mate not wanting you, and trying to get rid of you relate to you becoming a rogue and getting found in my territory?” He asked. His fingers began a rhythmic movement around my clitoris, making my head fall back in a mixture of both pain and pleasure.

“I was accused of treason s-sir… fuccck!” I screamed; shaking my head as if I could shake out the feelings he ignited in my body by doing so, “…He declared me a rogue after accusing me…” To control the pulsating feeling down there, I bit down hard against my lip until I tasted blood, and continued; “…I really do not know how I got to your territory!”

“How do you mean you don’t know when you got into my territory?” He snapped.

“Because the last time I was conscious was back at my pack house!” I nearly screamed back.

Seeming satisfied with my answers, he slipped his finger out of my pussy, stared intently at his cum stained finger like it was a piece of experiment and stuffed it into his mouth.

“You taste just as yummy as you look,” He mumbled more to himself than to me making my eyes go round in shock.

“Bend over.” He commanded simply.

“S-sir?” I asked, thinking I probably didn’t hear him correctly. Maybe it was just my mind playing silly jokes with me.

“Bend over!” He yelled again, then with a softer voice he whispered; “I want to fuck you from behind.” To say I was flabbergasted was an understatement, but I did as told to avoid further mistreatment from him; staggering a little, I rose up from the bed, my heart pounding against my chest as I did so.

Turning away from him, I bent over the bed and pulled up my skirt.

I closed my eyes, praying fervently that he would change his mind, probably find it disgusting for an Alpha to partake in sexual activities with a rogue; but as soon as the thought crossed my mind, it immediately flew into thin air when I felt the intrusion of something large, something strong, slip into my vagina with a kind of animalistic force.

I screamed again, but this time, in both pain and   ecstasy…