The Alpha's Hated Sex Slave

'Where is the medicine?' I felt as if I was dying. Abdominal pain similar to menstrual cramps was surging through my stomach. In addition to my misery, I suddenly realized I was tied up on a chair in a pitch-black room. The room stank horribly, which made me puke immediately, but I swallowed the excessive saliva and tried to recover my spinning head.

"Hello! Help me, please..." I called out loudly when the pain again rolled into my stomach. There was sadly no response, and I didn't feel even a gust of wind twitch. There was no one here. I didn't know whether my baby was still alive, but with how my stomach was hurting, I had a bad feeling about it.

The doorknob twisted shortly, followed by the door opening. A tall man appeared in the doorway with a tray of food. He came toward me with heavy footsteps and then lowered the food tray. "You talk too much, huh?" He smirked. I kept my lips sealed and didn't respond to him.

"By how you put up a fight yesterday, I thought you might be a handful." He went on. "Why am I here?" I asked. "You're really asking that? Don't you know that there is a big demand for human teenage pussy at the wolf market?" He smiled, and at that moment, I felt my heart sink.

"Werewolf market?" This wasn't my first time hearing it since I remember Jack talking about it in a meeting. All I knew was that the werewolves looked like normal humans, maybe a bit taller, but humans nonetheless. They occupied parliament places and worked with shady departments and government agencies. They usually don't mingle, they don't make their existence known, and lastly, they don't like humans.

"You okay there, human? You better eat that if you want to heal, remember your stomach aches", He cooed, distracting me from my thoughts. My face turned pale, and I raised my head at that. "I have lost my baby. Does Jack know about it?" Tears streamed down my face in disbelief. "Yes, he knows you had a miscarriage, and then he decided to sell you at the wolf market," he said with a smirk.

"My baby was innocent..." My lower lip began to quiver as I cried. I looked down at my shaking hands as anger traveled through my body. 'Amanda has killed my baby.' It was the only thought that was running through my head.

"See that sink over there?" I remained silent when he spoke, waiting for him to elaborate. "I said, did you see it?" He suddenly grabbed my hair and pulled it back. "Yes..." I answered in a shaky voice. The pain was already much. "Good." He let me go with a little push, and I backed off.

"The Alpha is coming in ten minutes. I want you to get your ass over there and wash that blood on your legs, you stinky bitch." He laughed. "Yes, I will." I simply replied. Every time he got nearer to me, the frightened look on my face made him take pride in it. With that said, he untied me and then left.

'My baby is gone. I have nothing left,' I cried uncontrollably as I rubbed my stomach. I now had nothing left except for the blood between my legs. 'I have to take revenge, but I need to bathe first,' I mumbled, weakly making my way to the sink. I really needed a bath. I was smelly.

I looked at the boiler for a while then the idea popped into my mind. This was now my way out of there. I went towards the sink and then kicked the metal pipe underneath. It flew into the corner of the room, and soon water started spilling everywhere. This was my chance to die like my baby. I was either going to take revenge or die.

I took the pipe that I had broken off and walked toward the sink. I took the tube and hit the valve as hard as l could. I felt the impact on my shoulder in the form of an electric charge, which traveled through my arm, but I didn't care.

After that, I sat and waited in the corner of the room. The water kept spilling everywhere from the broken pipe. It was making loud piss noises, preventing me from hearing the boiler screech. Fifteen minutes passed by, but my captor wasn't coming. I could see steam coming out of the boiler. Yes, I was going to die, and I didn't care. The door soon enough flew open, followed by a loud curse.

"You bitch!" But it was already late because I passed quickly through them. "We will be killed if we don't get that bitch!" It was the only remark I heard before I ran toward the nearby forest. With those last words in my mind, I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I looked behind occasionally, but I didn't see anyone. Still, I didn't stop.

The only saddening thing was that I didn't know where I was going. The place was strange to me, so I just dashed helplessly. I ran out of breath as I passed through the forest full of big scary trees. With my lungs feeling like they were burning and my chest heaving, I ran as fast as I could in different small paths. Only one thought was continuously repeating in my head like a mantra. It was better to die than be sold as a sex slave.

I felt thirsty in my path, but I didn't stop. My neck aches when I turn to look in the corner. I barely dodged a protruding branch and stomped past it as quickly as possible. The light of hope that burned soon brightened in me when I swerved the corner.

There was light coming from a distance a few meters away from me. However, that hope soon died when I heard the loud pounding of feet. 'They are here...' I was horrified, and cold sweat flowed down my spine when I heard echoes across the forest. Desperation filled my entire body as I willed my aching legs to run faster, but it failed me. I already felt so tired from running.

When I turned and looked behind me, my eyes caught a tuft of brown fur from the corner of my vision before it disappeared. Panicking, I threw an initial glance before I dodged to the left and then swerved to the right.

I knew I had made a wrong decision when I was greeted with an almost six-foot were-beast in front of me. Drool was dripping from its jaws to the ground, completely blocking off my path with its enormous body.

'My goodness...' My knees instantly fell to the grass when I tried to halt. Twisting around on the ground, I tried to stand and run to the other side, but I knew it was over for me. "I have found you, ugly whore" His voice sounded taunt with a hint of amusement as if he was mocking me. It was no one else but the one who had ordered me to bathe. "Come here" The beast's glowing dark eyes snapped at my face with sharp canines barring in display.

"No." I tumbled back, feeling surrounded and suddenly unable to breathe. My lungs heaved as I fought the urge to puke from running and the fear of being caught. I took a step back, but I fell onto my butt. The pain stung, but I didn't care since I could no longer feel my legs. 'Get up! Get the damn up!'

No matter how I chided my body, it didn't listen to my demands. It was as if I was paralyzed, and tears of frustration burnt my cheeks. The beast grinned at me when he saw me fail to run away. He was looking at me with pride.

"Son of a bitch!" I cursed out in anger, but I regretted it instantly when his huge hand quickly wrapped around my hair. My tight bun was torn and loosened when I tried to pull back. "This wouldn't have happened if you had done what I had instructed you," He growled as he dragged me across the woods.

"Leave me alone!" I cried out as I felt the twigs and branches dig into my chest and thighs. He snorted at my plea and continued to drag me nonetheless. "For a woman who just had a miscarriage, I am shocked to know that you are still so strong" He chuckled. I tensed all my muscles to ease my pain, but he continued dragging me like a flaccid doll. I was like a lump of dead meat to him.

The pain was unbearable, and tears fell as my scalp burned from his harsh treatment of me. My fingers were shaking when I tried to scratch his hands hard. But my attempts were useless since they didn't hurt him like I thought. With a hiss, I kicked as I tried to stand, but to no avail; he whipped my head to the other side with a sickening crack.

He seemed annoyed at my feasible struggle because he sped up his movements too. At that moment, my head was spinning, dizzy from the firm grip of his hands on my hair. But despite my blurry vision, I could tell we were heading to where the light was. He dragged me like a puppet without strings, and the cuts spread across my legs and hands.

"If it wasn't for the fact that Alpha Damien wants you alive, you would have ended up like your bastard. I dislike stupid whores." He kept spitting insults and chuckling as he dragged me. "Stop talking about my baby, you sick mofo!" I yelled, finding it unbearable to hear him insult my unborn child. "Don't curse again," He groaned. "It has nothing to do with this. Kill me if that's what you want!" I screamed loudly, with more tears streaming down my face.

A few seconds passed, and I felt his hands wrapped around my neck. He quickly dragged me up to my feet with his long claws digging into my neck. "I can kill you right now, bitch. I don't care about anything, and I don't fear anyone." He sounded more annoyed than before.

I was going to die.