FATED TO ALPHA HUNTER BY VENNEH LISAH

𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

I walked into the kitchen, I grabbed a cup and filled it with milk, deciding to have milk and cookies. I was too tired to cook, not that I had any reason to be, and the stove was temperamental and only worked when it wanted to. Dipping my biscuit in my milk, I bit it, the sugary sweetness making me giddy.

Sugar always had that effect on me. Kelly said it was because I wasn't used to having it, and after I annoyed him with my constant talking on the way here from the bag of lollipops Dwight gave me before I left, he tossed them out the window and snapped at me. I hadn't had anything sweet since besides artificial sugar in my coffee Kelly brought last time he came here. He said it was a treat for being good, but it didn't even taste like sugar and had a funny aftertaste.

What if he came? Maybe I shouldn't have anymore? I thought. I didn't want to annoy my mate and make him leave, I placed the half-eaten biscuit back. I would eat the other half tomorrow, just in case he did come to see me. I hoped he would.

I placed the open packet in the fridge and decided to quickly spring clean to burn off some energy. I filled the sink with water and started cleaning the kitchen. Nothing I did improved its state, though. The place was falling apart. Washing my cup, I placed it on the sink upside down when I heard car tires. My eyes widened with excitement, and I couldn't help the stupid smile that spread across my face. Pulling my hands out of the water, I quickly dried them and raced to the front door tossing it open, unable to contain my excitement.

I squealed when I saw Kelly's car parked out front, and he hopped out along with two of his warriors who l had met back at the castle. Kelly climbed out looking gorgeous in his suit, and I rushed down the steps, almost bouncing with joy. I ran over, about to throw my arms around him. Gosh, I missed him!

Only I was greeted with his fist. My head snapped back, and I clutched my face, blood spurting out of my nose and lip where his fist connected. Blood stained my shirt and my hands as I looked at them. I didn't understand. Lifting my head his hand reached for me before I recognized the cruel sneer on his face. He grabbed my hair, making me cry out, my neck arched back painfully. Kelly said nothing, just ripped me back toward the house; I clutched his hands, my feet slipping on the loose gravel.

"Kelly?" I cried as he dragged me across the ground and up the steps by my hair. My hair-tearing painfully from my scalp then he tossed me inside. I screamed in pain when I landed on the hard floor on my hip. My hands jarred as I threw them out, trying to break my fall. Kelly kicked the door shut, and my eyes widened when he turned on me again.

"You f*****g w***e, who were you with?" Kelly screamed at me. I scrambled back on my hands and feet then he grabbed my hair again, hauling me to my feet.

"What do you mean?" I shrieked as he hauled me into the kitchen.

"Who's car was here? Do you think I wouldn't notice, wouldn't feel your infidelity," He screamed.

"He brought me food; it was just Dwight," I sobbed, trying to get him to let go. He did, and I stumbled back into the sink then he growled, grabbing the back of my neck and plunging my face into the water. I choked and sputtered on the dirty water. My hands gripped the sides as I tried to pull my face out, only he shoved my face in harder. My throat burned and ached furiously as I began to drown, inhaling the water making my nose burn, but before I could drown, he ripped my head out, and I sucked in air,in harsh ragged breaths.

"Did you f**k him, you w***e?" Kelly screamed in my face. While I tried to suck in air. My hair and face were drenched, my shirt soaked.

"No... I didn't." I screamed and he shoved my face back in the sink, I clawed and scratched at the bench, trying to get air. Water sloshed onto the floor at my feet as I struggled against him, only for him to rip me out at the last second again.

"He brought me food, that's all," I told him, wondering what he was talking about. Kelly yanked my head back, ripping open the pantry and fridge. He snarled, slamming my head into the bench, pain rattled through my skull, I saw black as my head pounded to its own beat, and I collapsed on the floor. Blood pooled in my mouth as I tried to look around through my blurry vision.

He started ripping the canned food off the shelves, tossing them at me, and I shielded my head, my body becoming bruised and battered, the bond screaming for him to stop, and my heart twisting painfully in my chest. He snarled, picking up a bag of candy.

"Did you f**k him?" Kelly snarled, and I shook my head, sobbing. My hands shook as he reached for me, and I put them up to shield my face. Blood trickled down the side of my head, from my nose and eyebrow. It stained the floor, my hands, and my clothes.

"Please, Please, I didn't do anything wrong," I shrieked then he grabbed my hair again, ripping my head back before stuffing the candy in my mouth. I tried to spit it out, choking on it. "Filthy f*****g pig, you f**ked him, didn't you? Thought you could get away with sneaking around behind my back," he roared in my face, spittle hitting my face with his words.

"You want to act like a w***e, I will treat you like one," He growled.

Kelly ripped me to my feet by my hair, he shoved me towards the door, and I saw my phone; I tried to snatch it off the counter but he punched me on the stomach, knocking the air from my lungs as I doubled over. He smashed it on the floor, my phone breaking into pieces while I tried to catch my breath. He kicked me in the stomach, and I retched. The little food I had eaten bubbled up my throat and spilled onto the floor along with my blood.

Dots danced before my vision, and flecks of gold as a wave of dizziness washed through me, the room spinning around me violently. My blood dripped from my head. Kelly's feet stopped beside my face when hands grabbed me, and I was tossed over his shoulder. He kicked the door, sending it flying into the front of the yard before stomping down the steps.

"Open the trunk," he snapped at one of his men, who rushed to do his bidding. I thrashed, trying to get him to put me down, begging and pleading with him though it fell on deaf ears then I was tossed into the trunk, and he slammed the lid shut.

I have no idea how long he drove for, but I was sent hurtling into the rear seat when he jammed on the brakes. My heart beat erratically, filling my ears with the pounding sound of it then I heard the car doors slam, and I suddenly couldn't breathe, panic consumed me, and I tried to suck in a hiccuped breath as the trunk lid opened. One of his warriors reached in to grab me. I thrashed, slapping his hands away and kicking then he punched me. My head whipped to the side, I felt my eye swell shut instantly and I groaned, dazed from the blow.

"Hurry up," Kelly snarled then I felt a needle jammed in my arm, it was like someone set my veins on fire as the poison raged an inferno through my bloodstream. "Don't worry, Love, it won't kill you, but you won't be able to shift or heal, just a mild sedative," Kelly mocked as I peered up at him through my swelled eye that felt like it ballooned out.

The other man grabbed me, tossing me over his shoulder, and I groaned, feeling sick at the motion of him walking up steps before I was dumped onto a red carpet. I couldn't even sit up, wholly paralysed yet wide awake. My mind raced as I tried to look around, all I could see was a bed with red blankets in the distance. Attached to it were different chains and ropes and the room smelled funny. The pungent aroma of incense burned my nose.

"Sit her up, and make sure she watches," Kelly sneered when the man from before gripped my shirt leaning me against the wall. He grabbed my head that lolled forward; I was dribbling blood and drooling down my chin. A woman walked in with barely any clothes on.

She had a black lingerie on, her hair was cut short in a pixie cut, and she was wearing stilettos. "Yes, Alpha?," she asked, but I noticed the tremble of her fingers and the shake to her voice.

"This is my mate, Rina. She is being punished, so we are going to put on a show for, get on the bed, Benta. The women gasped and spun when he motioned toward me with his hand, and she stumbled back, her face paling.

"Your mate?" she gasped and went to kneel down, her hands outstretched like she wanted to help me when Kelly snapped at her. "Don't touch the sl*t. Now get on the bed," Kelly snarled at her.

The woman looks horrified at Kelly. "But she is your mate," the woman said, and Kelly growled.

"Are you questioning your Alpha? You remember what happened last time you questioned me?" he asked, tilting his head to the side, and she whimpered offering her neck to him and nodded.

"Get your clothes off, and get on the f*****g bed," he snapped at her, she looked over her shoulder at me, and my eyes welled with tears when Kelly started removing his clothes.

"If she closes her eyes, hit her," he ordered the man holding my head up. Pain ripped through every part of my body, my heart crushed to smithereens. Dwight was right; there was nothing wrong with me. The pain l felt now made worse because I not only endured it for so long, I was now forced to watch it as he had the girl right in front of me. Kelly climbed off the bed and walked over to me when he was done. Tears trekked down my face when he stopped in front of me.

"Open her mouth," Kelly said, and my eyes widened. I tried to move but couldn't; I couldn't even speak. My tongue felt numb; I could only drool on myself. Tears burned my eyes when I felt fingertips on my chin opening my already slack mouth. My eyes went to the woman Benta on the bed sobbing into her hands when he stuffed his c**k in my mouth.

He gripped my hair and started thrusting into my mouth. The taste of her coating my tongue repulsed me as he used my mouth before emptying himself in it, making me gag as I choked on it. He then let me go, and I crashed to the ground in a heap, my entire body numb, even my mind as I stared blankly at the dust underneath it.

I stared beneath the bed, no longer listening, going deaf to my surroundings. Closing my eyes, I pretended to be back in mine and Ania's room at the orphanage, remembering the times we would lay on the hard floor gazing out the window at night making pictures from the stars, dreaming of what it would be like to be free. Never thought I would see the day where I would rather be back there than where I currently was.

Kelly left me on the floor and walked out, and it took hours before I could move my hand; I brushed my hair behind my ear. It had been annoying me and obscuring my vision for hours and tickling my nose when I breathed because I couldn't move it; however, I regained some feeling back. My fingertips brushed the scar behind my ear, and I sucked in a shaky breath.

"More than my life, more than my life," I repeatedly whispered to myself as I cried.

"More than my life."