The Alpha's Hated Sex Slave

"So, the moon goddess gave the mark to her." I was walking with guards on either side of me, and l heard other slaves whisper to themselves. "Is she trying to make it harder for us? She can't be the one. I heard that she had a miscarriage," another one answered.

"First, stand here as we wait for the elders," The so-called beta ordered when we stopped in one of the rooms. "I want to vomit." I instantly turned when I heard one of the guards murmuring. I felt like crying when our gazes met. Most of them had their noses wrinkled in disgust. I was filthy, and I was aware of it.

"I don't even think I can get hard by looking at her, nor fuck her." My left eye twitched in annoyance when I heard them continue. I couldn't do anything to them even if I tried. "Goddess, I feel bad for Alpha Damien." I heard one of them remark. "He might reject her," another one commented. They went on chatting as I silently fumed.

But before I could think of how to go through it, the large oak doors soon opened. I felt all the hot air and anger deflate in nothing, but terror and fear started to build in the pit of my stomach. It was definitely my time. I wasn't killed in the forest, but I would definitely be killed now. I just had a bad feeling about it.

Suddenly the guards stopped whispering when the old man walked in. I didn't know who he was, but he looked harsh. He was followed by five old men, which the guards greeted with their heads bowed down. I felt like I was out of breath at the sight of them.

"Bring her in," the first old man, who seemed harsh, spoke with authority. His voice held the same power and dominance as leaders, evidently showing that he was once a leader. The guards dragged me to my feet, and my body ached with each step I took.

I could tell the two guards couldn't wait to take their hands from me because they kept rubbing their palms on their pants. I was filthy, so they decided to drag me as if I didn't have legs.

When we stopped, I raised my head and realized that the old men had sat in the chairs. It was a courtroom, and everything looked neat and clean. In the back of the room, there was a giant expensive-looking cherry wood desk in the center with a fair bookcase at the left. And right next to the bookcase was a small door.

My eyes trailed from the window to the small gate, and my head whirled with escape routes that didn't seem possible. They were too small, and I couldn't possibly escape. 'How am I going to get out of this mess?' I wondered as I lowered my head. The men gazed at me, and I was already feeling sicker than I was.

Based on what I was currently feeling, I felt as if I would puke my guts out again, but I didn't eat a thing, so there was nothing left to throw up. However, the immense pain and exhaustion were driving me off the edge.

"Does she have the mark?" I felt goosebumps all over my body when I heard one of them ask. "Yes sir," one of the guards said with respect. "Undress her." I instantly froze in my tracks after hearing it. "We saw it glow last night." My eyes brimmed with hot tears as the guards walked towards me.

My body trembled in fear as I slowly moved a few steps back. "That girl is a human. How is that possible?" One of the old men murmured as he stared at me with disbelief. "We saw it," one confirmed. I closed my eyes and felt their rough hands slowly pull the torn hoodie off my body.

"Don't undress her."

Just as the guards were undressing me, a stern voice suddenly echoed throughout the room. Everyone turned to the man who spoke with dominance. I was also shocked. The moment my eyes fell on the person, I instantly froze. Falling for men at first sight, wasn't for me, but this man was undeniably handsome.

He had dirty blonde spiky hair, a nice chiselled jawline, pink lips, and eyes that had a mixture of dark blue and light grey. 'Is he the Alpha?' I asked myself. "Damien, you don't..." one of the elders protested, but he cut them off.

"She has the mark, and I know it. Undressing her is useless," he reiterated before turning to me. As soon as our gazes met, I couldn't help but tremble like prey in front of the predator. My heart skipped a beat from the sheer terror. I used to think Jack was feared, but this one was worse. There was a dark aura screaming all over him, and he had all the characteristics of a feared and influential leader.

Despite that, disgust was also plastered on his face. I wasn't shocked since everyone in the room looked at me with disgust. It evidently showed that they didn't like me. "That woman is a human who just had a miscarriage," the old man, who seemed harsh this time, voiced out.

"I am aware." The sheer power and dominance of his aura had me kneeling down. His body was tense as a wounded spring, ready to snap. "She isn't going to be my mate but just my breeder," he continued.

"Breeder?" My eyes were now the size of saucers, and I gasped in shock. Carrying a baby in my womb was utterly impossible.