Ella’s POV I spent every night for 10 months being whipped all over my body, then raped repeatedly by the alpha until he passed out. Some nights were rougher than others. Some nights; depending on the alpha’s mood and how much he was drinking that night, he would mark every inch of my body with his flogger whip to the point of passing out from the pain. I would lose consciousness before I was finished counting for him. At which point he would make me drink just a drop of his blood, not enough to heal me, but enough to bring me back, and then he would make me continue counting from where we left off. Some nights, I brought his wrath upon myself by mouthing off at him. I just couldn’t always be the obedient little slave who always submits to that bastard. Sometimes I would fight him and refuse to be raped that easily. On those nights, he would make sure I regret every single thing I said to him and every ounce of defiance I was able to conjure. Some nights, he
Ella’s POV I finish cleaning the last dish from dinner, dry my hands quickly, and practically run towards the alpha’s bedroom. I was 10 minutes late, and I was sure he will make me pay for it viciously. I wasn’t late on purpose, the dinner he and his inner circle were having started late because they were setting their last plans to take over yet another poor pack tomorrow. I was responsible for cleaning the dishes tonight, so I couldn’t hand it off to someone else and tell them that I had to meet the alpha in his bedroom for some heart to heart romance. Tonight marks the 10 month anniversary of my nightmare. I sigh inwardly. Will this ever end? Goddess I hope so, cause if it doesn’t, I was sure I will reach a point where I will kill him myself, and that will earn me a public execution for sure. Well, I wasn’t even living to begin with. This is not life, no this is slow death in its purist forms. I reach his door and close my eyes. Please Goddess let me endure yet another torturous
Ella’s POV By the end of the night, every inch of my body was screaming in pain. Alpha Grey lived up to his word. He kept torturing me for two hours with different whips. My back, front, behind, and thighs were all marked by his whips. He left red angry marks everywhere. The worst ones were the 20 cuts on my back caused from my punishment for being late. My vagina was bleeding too. Being forced by him multiple times always caused tears in my walls. I painfully got up from his bed where he was snoring without a care in the world. I put my clothes on while biting the insides of my cheeks as each movement made me want to scream out loud, but I needed to keep my mouth shut so I don’t wake him. I took one last look at him before I left. He was sleeping like a fucking baby who just drank his mother’s milk and filled his stomach. I silently prayed someone would gut his insides tomorrow during battle. I went to the kitchen seeing as I will not be sleeping tonight from the pain. I learned so
Ella’s POV I was having a nightmare. Well, it wasn’t a nightmare exactly but more of a memory. Everyday in the morning before I wake up, I would always have one of the memories of my one on one sessions with alpha Grey. Sometimes even beta Sam. I believe that’s called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, although in my case it’s not really post traumatic as much as continuing traumatic torturing disorder. I think it was our one month anniversary. He was just finished raping me for the fourth time, as he removed himself from me and fell asleep instantly on the other side of where I was laying. Being raped four times made him pass out immediately, as it takes a lot of fucking effort to rob a girl of her free will. It would have been fine by me if the bastard gave me his blood before passing out, but he didn’t. It’s not like I wasn’t whipped on my back and behind until I passed out from the pain or anything. As if he didn’t want to take a hint from my pass out, he gave me just a drop of his
Ella’s POV It was very real. They were gone. Dead. Killed. I was still trying to wrap my head around this. Someone finally heard my prayers. They are gone. Never to hurt me or violate my body again. I took a deep breath and felt like I’ve been holding it for 10 months. “Of course we don’t know if we should be happy or terrified” said Maggie raising her eyebrows at Sara, the other servant “Why, what do you mean?” I asked in a small voice “Well, everyone is talking about alpha Klaus and how his ruling is going to be. None of us servants know him of course but the soldiers who came back with news about alpha Grey and Beta Sam were pretty terrified of him. They said that he was ruthless, he killed anyone who got in his way during battle until he reached alpha Grey, then he bit him to shreds and didn’t even let him surrender peacefully” said Sara in a frightened tone “Are you saying that he is going to be worse than alpha Grey?” I asked “I
Ella’s POV I paced my room nervously biting my nails as I looked at the wall clock. It read 2:45 a.m. My heart was jumping out of my chest. My feelings were a mix between scared to death and excited. I kept up my appearance with the other servants until it was bed time. There were no more news about the alleged alpha. My back was throbbing in pain, but I shoved the pain aside as I had no room for it now. It was time, I needed to make my move now or shut it down. There was no way I was shutting it down. Tonight, I either live or die. I stopped in front of the wall where I hid my 282 dollars. I retrieved the money and put it in my front pocket. I had no idea how long the money is gonna last me, but it was the least of my worries right this moment. I was wearing two long sleeved shirts, as it was freezing cold outside at this hour, a ratty washed up jeans, and a beanie on my head to cover my hair. I looked down at my worn out slippers and sighed. I neede
Ella’s POV I am so dead there is no doubt in my mind about it. I tried to kill my fucking alpha without knowing who he was! Why, just why does it have to be the alpha that I always have to piss off? First, it was alpha Grey, and now it’s alpha Klaus. What the hell was he doing so deep in the woods at 3:30 in the morning for Goddess’s sake? The blood drained from my face from what Joseph said. I slowly turned my head towards the injured guy, who was actually alpha Klaus. He was staring at me intently. I was staring at him in complete shock. If running away and getting caught wasn’t bad enough, add in the attempt to kill the alpha, and I will definitely receive a death sentence, no doubt about it. What should I do now? Beg for forgiveness? Tell him I didn’t really mean to kill him? Well, I wanted to kill him, I can’t lie about it. And I am sure as hell not gonna beg anyone in my final moments. So, I said nothing, I just kept staring at him. “Now you have nothing to say?” alpha Klaus a
Klaus’s POV I was in the old alpha’s office pacing back and forth seething in rage. I could still feel the wound on my shoulder as it was healing from the silver knife that stupid, yet brave, girl threw at me. My mind went back to that moment in the woods when I laid eyes on her for the first time. Me and my inner circle were going to visit the Grey’s pack; which were actually now a part of the Crescent Moon, before sunrise. I wanted to check on a few things before the submission ceremony. We were running separately from each other, as I needed some space and quiet to gather my conflicted thoughts. That’s when I saw her. I stopped and stared in surprise at the girl standing in front of me. I wasn’t expecting to find anyone out here at this hour. It wasn’t just that, it was also the fact that she was covered from head to toe in mud. Why the hell was she covered in so much mud? It looked like she fell straight into a mud swamp. I tried to sniff her real scent b