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 night and come out of it alive. I knock on the door twice preparing myself for a couple of hours of agony. You’d think that spending almost every night suffering the same thing over and over would make me used to it by now. But every night is different with alpha Grey. Every night there is a new way to hurt me and hear me scream out in pain. He opens the door impatiently and grabs me inside then locks the door.
“You are late servant!” alpha Grey spits out in anger
“I had to finish the dishes alpha and the dinner started late, I tried my best to make it on time please forgive me!” I practically begged him with tears in my eyes. It was just an act to try and lessen the punishment for running late. Sometimes groveling actually worked, but not always.
He looked at me playfully with a sly smile on his lips as he said “sorry I am not in a very forgiving mood tonight. I have a war to wage tomorrow and I need to be on my top game starting with you” he gestured to the set of chains hanging from the pillars on his bed. I sighed and took off everything I was wearing then raised my hands up so he could chain me.
“Now, now, you are 10 minutes late and you know I hate it when you make me wait for you. You should have been waiting for me servant. So what should I do with you?” he started running his hands all over my body. I held on to the chains and pulled on them fighting the urge to bite his head off.
“Well first things first…” He went to the night stand and held a small cup of liquid wolfs bane, as he made his way back to me.
I involuntarily tried to back away from him but couldn’t as I was trapped by the chains binding me.
“As you know I am leaving tomorrow for a couple of days, so you know the drill. Wolfs bane and no blood for you tonight, so I’ll always be on your mind, drink it” he said smiling at me deviously as he brought the cup to my lips.
I considered holding the content in my mouth and spitting it back in his face. I bet that will sting. But to do that, would be like signing my own death sentence. I opened my mouth obediently and drank it. It felt like drinking boiling acidic water, it burned everything on its way to my stomach. I gagged and coughed for a few seconds.
“Now what do we say when I give you something servant?”
“Thank you alpha” I manage to say in a throaty tone.
“So let’s start the night shall we?” he claps his hands together in excitement
He goes back to the night stand to put back the empty cup, then opens the first drawer and retrieves different types of whips. He lays them all on the bed and starts contemplating which one to use first. I manage to gulp and hold the chains tighter as I prepare myself for the agony.
He finally chooses the leather bull whip, the one that hurts the most, of course.
“For being late, I punish you to 20 bull whips, start counting servant”
“Yes alpha” I say in a trembling voice
WHIP!
“One” I scream and feel an immediate cut on my back. This whip is no joke, 20 whips means 20 cuts across my back that will not properly close for days.
WHIP!
“Twenty” I barely whisper as that last one cuts deep into my skin. My whole body is shaking from the violence. We are not even halfway done for the night and I was already reaching the top of my tolerance.
“Alpha it hurts please don’t whip anymore I beg you” I cry out in pain and despair.
“We were just getting your punishment for being late out of the way. I haven’t even started yet Ella”
He grabs my hair and pulls my head back so he can whisper in my ear
“By the end of the night every inch of this delicious body will be marked by my whips. Until we meet again in a few days”
He lets go of my hair then goes back to the side of the bed where he puts the bull whip back and begins to choose his next whip.
“Now tell me, have you learned your lesson about making your alpha wait for you instead of the other way around or should I make it more clear?“
“I learned my lesson alpha, I will never be late again I swear” I say shakily
“Let’s carry on with our night then” said alpha Grey with a devilish smile.
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
Klaus’s POV I looked at the wall clock in the old alpha’s office. It read 7:02 a.m. Great, less than half an hour to the submission ceremony and I have no idea what Ella’s punishment should be. One thing I was absolutely sure of, no execution. Had she been a guy I might have considered it, maybe. But, what is a fitting punishment for trying to break the rules and killing the alpha? What will send the right message to my new pack? I ran my hands through my hair for the hundredth time since I locked myself in the office. Where the hell was Joseph? He was supposed to lock her up in a cell and come straight to the office. My father didn’t punish many people during his time as alpha. He was very fair and well loved by everyone. But when he did, he would either execute them or whip them in public. That’s it, public whipping. It was better than being dead or cutting off some limb. It will leave marks, but it will eventually heal. How many whips should I give her? How many w
Ella’s POV As soon as Joseph left, I collapsed on the floor of the cell. My body was beyond exhausted. I laid on my stomach for goddess knows how long. My head was blank. I tried not to think of anything. Nothing I would think about mattered anymore. I am going to die this morning. Maybe there is something much better on the other side. Maybe I’ll finally get to see my mom. I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable. I drifted for a while until my back felt like it was on fire that I had to do something to ease the pain. I slowly got up. I had no idea how much time had passed. It could have been an hour or three. I went to the toilet, removed the tank lid and tried to clean my hands, neck, and face from the dried up mud. I think I got most of it by the time I was finished. I don’t know why, but the thought of dying filthy and smelly in public wasn’t something I wanted. My clothes however were a lost cause. Suddenly, I remembered that I put on two long sleeved shirts. I removed th