The Untamed One

Petal's POV

"What are you doing, you bitch!?" The palace head maid screamed at me as she eyed me. They all hate me here!!! I don't know why but it's now a tradition

"I think it's best that it comes to your knowledge, that you've got to wash up these dishes before the ceremony kicks off. Do you understand?." She yelled as she yanked my hair. I don't know when my hair became her favorite spot.

I remained silent because I was already tired and weak, like I haven't had anything since morning... When will this suffering end?

Arghhhh!!!

I screamed as I was whipped on my back.

" I believe I was talking to someone." Zara, the palace head maid said to me, smiling sinisterly and at the same time rolling her eyes at me. I stared at her as tears streamed down my petite face.

"Yes please, I understood what you said clearly." I answered, almost choking on my breath.

"So you just chose to ignore me?." She asked with a slight smirk on her face.

"No, I would never." I replied almost immediately terrified of the next evil that would creep into her head.

"Take her out, give her 15 strokes of the whip." She ordered as she signaled to one of the palace guards that was on duty close by.

"No please, don't do this. Please, I haven't had anything since morning, I might faint or die..." I pleaded for mercy trailing off as I couldn't see my body taking 15 strokes of the whip.

I would die, for real!!!

Nevertheless, I was still dragged out and given 15 strokes of the whip. My whole body was filled with blood as cuts were visible on my skin.

Yes this is me! I'm petal Brooks!!!

This is my life, my fate.

No matter how hard I work, things become even harder and worse.

I became a slave and was taken out of my own pack because of the debts my dad owed the alpha king that he couldn't clear off. No matter how hard I worked and the days of labor I applied, nothing changed and I don't think anything would ever change.

I am bound to this cruel world, like forever!

Pain is something... But emotional pain is another thing and over the years, I've noticed that whatever pain I go through both physically and mentally, all heals apart from one and that's the emotional pain. I'm hurt deep down. But that doesn't mean I would give up... No, like never.

Everyone has their story to tell and I believe that mine was going to be a long one with a happy ending anyways.

"Would you stop spacing out and clear those dishes?." Zara yelled as she yanked my hair.

"I'm on it." I said between sniffles, fastening my pace.

This was the situation I had found myself in ever since I was a little girl and guess what… My dad put me in this dilemma and I hate him for it.

As I was told, my dad used to be a very heavy drinker which I think he really was and he usually borrowed money from people of high caliber for gambling which he was never able to repay. My mom was then sent to this pack, The moonlight pack as a slave even at the stage of pregnancy. But her hard work was futile. Everything passed down to me

"Ouch." I whimpered as blood gushed out of my hand.

I had mistakenly broken yet another plate, which calls for double punishments.

Will this suffering ever end?

I've been washing the dishes for hours non stop and it felt like it would never stop coming just because the Alpha prince returned from god knows where.

Today has been the worst, as different delicacies and sumptuous meals with a very stupendous party was thrown in his honor as we awaited his arrival.

Who cares for someone whose arrival generated more work for me? Everyone but certainly, not me.

Soon enough, the dreaded moment came as I started hearing cheers and howls from different angles. All the palace maids and servants rushed out to grace the event that was unfolding as the Alpha prince arrived.

It irritated me the way they ogled at him like he was some Greek god, and then the celebration started.

From the praise singers to the dancers, as the maidens swayed their waist in ecstasy hoping to catch his fancy. Pathetic!!!!!

And then, the last moment I prayed never to come was the time to start serving meals but then, wishes weren't horses and it came.

Maids fought to take food to the high table where the Alpha family was seated.

"Petal, take this food to the Alpha's table." Zara ordered as she placed a tray in my hands or would I say forced it because it almost slipped out.

I walked slowly and steadily and when I got to the table, I bowed my hand whilst placing it in front of the Alpha prince.

"Your highness." I curtsied.

I was about to leave when someone furiously pulled my hair, yanked me back and there came a growl.

" What took you so long?." He asked, you could see that he was actually fuming in anger.

Oh goodness, now I'm in trouble. I've really got a bad fate.

" I'm sorry your highness, but it was immediately the food was ushered to me that I brought it here." I answered matter of factly.

" How dare you talk back at the Alpha prince?." That came Zara's voice as I felt a cold chilling sensation on my cheek. Heck, she just slapped me! What for? Why would they all pick on me when I did nothing wrong, obviously!

"I didn't talk back to him, I just answered his questions." I retorted, fuming in anger. Oh god, I'm putting up a show in front of the king

"For a minute, I wondered who had the guts to still stand and reply but then it's you.. how can I forget you? You spiteful and stinky being!." Alpha Ryker thundered as he roughly pushed me.

I lost balance and fell into the Alpha Prince arms.........