Miserable Slave: Save Me, Alpha King

Candance's POV

I approached her and yelled, "No!" as tears streamed down my cheeks. What I was seeing was unbelievable.

Chloe lying on the ground, dazed and soaked in her own blood. I knelt beside her and pulled her up.

"What happened, baby?" I inquired. "How did you end up?"

"It's the Beta," she coughed, spitting blood from her lips. It happened when he kicked me."

I kept my mouth shut. I dashed over to the mattress and threw her down. I couldn't take her to the pack doctor because we couldn't enter a hospital and I couldn't heal her on my own.

I brushed her blonde hair to the side and touched her face as I noticed her face become paler as she became weaker and coughed up spurts of blood. When I removed her top, I noticed a gash-like wound on her torso.

"How could he have harmed our pet in this manner!" shouted Dahlia.

"First, we need to find a way to heal her, and I don't know what to do," I informed Dahlia, "so please calm down."

Dahlia stayed silent for a long time, and I turned my gaze to Chloe. She suffered numerous sicknesses since she relocated at the age of three. She turned out to be a silver wolf like myself because, unlike her, I had not gone through premature shifting, which had considerably debilitated her owing to the difficult shifting process.

"That's all there is to it! Encourage her to talk to her wolf to help her heal; I'm confident it will work!" Dahlia made a remark.

I agreed with Dahlia and reared Chloe.

"Baby," I said to her as I leaned her up against the wall.

She said gently, "Yeah, Mama," adding, "I feel so wobbly. Is it possible that I will perish? "Will I get to meet Grandma?"

"No, baby," I wept, shaking my head in astonishment at her words. You're not going to perish. You'll be living for me. You'll be OK."

"The Beta's mate said I was going to die," she grumbled.

"No, darling, you won't," I murmured, taking her face in my hands. I'd like you to do something special for me, sweetie."

I smiled at her, remembering how clever she was for her age and how I knew she could do it.

"I want you to tell Calla to help you recover," I told her. Calla, I want you to talk to your wolf."

"OK, mum, but Calla appears to be as tired as I am."

"I want you to try so you don't feel fatigued any more."

She nodded before speaking quietly to her wolf for a while. I quickly noticed her exerting herself, which indicated that she was attempting to recuperate. When I raised her shirt to examine the wound, I noticed that it was gradually healing. My face lit up with a smile.

"You did it, you both did it," I said playfully, shaking her cheek. Now I'd like you to cough to see if there's any blood." She did, but there was no blood to be found.

You're alright, baby, I said her as I hugged her tightly.

I'm hungry, she said, smiling and nodding toward me.

"Honey, I don't think there will be food tonight," she replied, and my face fell. I turned to inspect the squashed pancakes on the floor, but they were unpalatable.

"I got it, mummy," she murmured as she plopped down on the bed. "I'm going to bed right now." Well, I'll get you some food tomorrow."

"And one day we will live in a beautiful house with plenty of food and maybe I can get a daddy, it will be wonderful and we will be happy," she nodded and grinned, exposing the gap left by her missing teeth.

Despite the grime on her face and the shredded, bleeding clothes she wore, she appeared to be an angel.

I kissed her on the cheek and murmured, "Go to sleep, child," as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

As I sat down next to her, I crossed my hands over hers, hoping to get some sleep as well.

I couldn't sleep that night since I could tell Dahlia wasn't at comfortable. She was feeling worried and enraged at the same time. I got out of bed because I wanted to chat to her.

"What's the matter, Dahlia?"

"I have a feeling something is going to happen," she exclaimed.

"I don't comprehend you".

"First and foremost, I'm angry that that moron Beta nearly murdered my baby, and secondly, I'm afraid because I have a feeling something horrible is about to happen."

"Let's go to bed, Dahlia."

"I'm thirsty; let's get some water," she said.

I smirked at her and rose to my feet. I looked around to make sure Chloe was asleep before exiting the basement to get water.

I threw away the water bottle and began to leave the kitchen, happy that I hadn't run into anyone, when I felt the Beta's hand wrap around my neck.

"Are you trying to steal something?" he asked in my ear. "Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?"

"Please let me go," I shook.

"What if I say no and kick you to the ground like I did that small one of yours?" he laughed.

That's all there is to it!

Dahlia snarled, "Let me at the bastard!" when Chloe was mentioned.

I didn't fight her this time because she took the initiative. Her canines became longer as her claws developed.

She grabbed the Beta's hand and began twisting it. He screamed in agony and shock. Dahlia pushed him to the ground, then pounced on him and cut his face with her claws, leaving bloody lines in the process.

He growled, releasing his powerful aura, and forcibly pushed her away from him. Dahlia promptly retreated as we reached the wall, and I recovered control. I tried to get to my feet and leave, but he materialized in front of me and grabbed me, barking, "I'm taking you to the Alpha."

"No! Please!" I cried as he dragged me to Alpha's quarters and up the stairs.

I noticed Thomas the Alpha standing outside the door, so I assumed the beta had already mind linked him.

"What did she do now?" he rolled his eyes.

In front of the Alpha, he hurled me to the ground, calling me "your useless mate." "I did it!" He pointed to his own face.

"I'm sorry," I wept.

"Go in the room and strip!" hissed Alpha Thomas.

I got to my feet and walked into the room, fumbling with my clothes.

"I'll take it from here," he said as he entered the room and slammed the door behind him.

As he approached, I turned to face him and exclaimed, "Oh dear, you're really in for it!" before he jumped on me.

I was bleeding everywhere and between my legs when he got off and reached for the whip. When the cold air touched over my skin, I shook.

He made fun of me and said, "Oh my dear, are you cold?" before beating me repeatedly. He seemed to like it more the more I yelled in pain.

The agony was unbearable, so I begged him, "Please Alpha," and "Just kill me." I had given up hope of enduring it any longer.

"Kill you and give you an easy end to your suffering?" he joked as he approached me on the floor. No way, honey, I'm not going to do that." "Worthless slut," he snarled after pulling one of my folded legs out and reading what Beta had scrawled with the knife. He smiled when he read the words on the next leg.

He looked at me with cloudy eyes, making me wonder what kind of agony he would face next. I suffocated.

"Get out of bed and stretch."

To prevent further aggravating him, I hopped up as soon as I could on my unsteady legs and lay down on the bed. I was lying there, my face pressed against the sheets. I wailed in agony as soon as I felt a knife enter my back.

He was writing on my already open back wound. I had no idea what he was chopping. Only when the pain became unbearable did I begin to cry. I was so exhausted that I couldn't even yell.

"I notice you aren't screaming in pain, I guess this doesn't hurt enough," I said as he stabbed the knife into my back. He pulled out the knife and resumed the violence.

"Just kill me already!" I yelled in agony.

"No, I've got one more surprise for you."

I heard the door open and someone enter before I recognized the voice within.

"Mummy."

Chloe was present.

When I raised my head to look at her, she was starring at me and the man she didn't realize was her father. She was standing in the room, as usual, cuddling fluffy.

"What are you going to do to her?" I yelled, since I didn't want him to kill her like he did my father.

He smiled and pulled her over, saying, "She's going to join us in the fun."

She stayed there, staring at me as though she required my approval.

"I said get here, you mongrel!" he said as he walked over to her and slapped her across the face. I had to act quickly as she sobbed. I got out of bed, took a syringe from the bedside shelf, and moved over to stab him in the neck.

He scowled at me and exclaimed, "Bitch!" as he realized what I had done.

He was already more vulnerable, so I wasn't going down quietly.

"I'll finish you right this second," he said as he slammed me against the wall.

"Leave her alone!" Chloe exclaimed as she raced up to us and slammed his knee. I reached for the bedside light, lifted it, and slammed it into his skull as he turned to face me again after kicking her away.

Before falling, Alpha Thomas thumped the earth.

I quickly grabbed Chloe and dashed out of the room. I staggered into the basement with her in my arms, having neglected to dress. The chilly air searing my wounds made me hiss in pain.

As soon as I arrived, I put Chloe to bed and began loading the sack with all of our belongings. We had to depart before Alpha Thomas awoke since we were out of time." Finally, someone is fleeing!

Dahlia laughed.

"Dahlia, please stop from being caustic at this moment; we must depart promptly. "Are you capable of healing?"

“No! Despite our dire circumstances, we can deal with the wounds."

I finished collecting our possessions, put on a plain gown, and grabbed Chloe.

"Where are we going?" she said as we crept out of the pack house.

"We're going far away from here, sweetheart," I answered, knowing we were still on the pack grounds as we successfully navigated the dense woodland after leaving the home. We continued walking after eluding the patrol men, getting closer and closer to the borders.

When we were almost there, I threw Chloe and the luggage across the border.

I crouched to her level and looked at her sorrowful eyes and tiny hands clutching fluffy.

"I need you to change into your Wolf, and I need you to let Calla take control," I pushed. "I need you to do something for me, baby."

"Are we going?"

"Yeah, sweetie, we are."

"And when we have a big house, food, and a father, we'll be happy."

I didn't want to dampen her spirits, so I nodded. We had no choice but to run, even though I had no idea where we would find refuge or what the rest of the world had in store for us.

When she dropped the fluffy, I helped her sit down on the floor.

"You need to focus and let Calla speak, okay?"

After nodding, she sat down. Soon after, she began to shift, her small claws showing pale silver fur and canines.

She wasn't yelling as loudly as she had been in the past, and soon a beautiful pup with silver fur was standing on all fours in front of me.

"Calla," I answered with a smile.

"I did it!" she exclaimed, jumping up and down.

I stood up and smiled at her before doing what I was supposed to do.

It was time for me to do my job, so I stood up and smiled at her.

Afterwards I felt as if all relationships and connections had been cut. "As an omega in your pack, I, Candance Mitchell, accept your rejection." If Alpha Thomas and I want to go rogue from now on, so be it."

I swiftly transformed into a wolf and handed Dahlia the reins. "Choose fluffy Calla," she murmured, approaching the sack and putting it in her mouth.

Calla treated fluffy similarly.

"So, we're doing this?" Dahlia was questioned.

"You're absolutely correct."

Following that, we dashed towards the forest while crossing borders.

We were outlaws.

We went a little further and came across a clearing.

"We need to spend the night here," Dahlia told me, "because if we walk any further, we might collapse."

"All right, Calla is exhausted."

We were about to fall asleep when we heard bushes rustling, and I could feel Dahlia's anxiousness rising again.

"Calm down, Dahlia," I hissed, recognizing what was going on.

Six large wolves sprang out of the bushes, and I knew they weren't rogues. They resembled skilled pack warriors and were enormous.

"What are we going to do?" Dahlia was the one I asked.

"I don't know, it appears that they are out to kill," Dahlia felt a whiff of something as she moved backwards to cover Calla from them. A wonderful smell. That satisfied us and smelled delicious.

Could it be?

A massive black wolf charged in front of us, putting himself between us and the warriors. It was the biggest wolf I'd ever seen, and his fur glistened in the moonlight.

It turned to us, starring at us with those gleaming black eyes, and it was as if the world stopped for a second before Dahlia whispered the word I never expected to hear.

'Mate'