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Chapter 2: The Day Before

Girls POV

I was hurting from the beating I took the day before. I was not very happy that, once again, I was able to get up the next day. It was a life of hell. You never knew who you were going to piss off or how bad the beating was going to be. Once again, I got assigned to the kitchen. To help prepare for the king. Yesterday we put the glasses and silverware out on the tables and put tablecloths on everything. Today, we were just cleaning and making beds for the guests in the guest house. The guest houses are located on the east side of the village. It was a large cabin made out of cedar. There were eight bedrooms—a shower on the first floor. The largest room was reserved for the king. The alpha wanted everything to be perfect. He thought that one of his daughters would be the king's mate.

I highly doubt this because she is too snobby. She would make a terrible Queen. But anything is possible, I guess. I don't even know how old I am. I know that I could shift into my wolf any day now. But I doubt that as well. I can dream, though. One of these days, I will be strong enough to run from this place. But that won't be today. Roland is standing guard, making sure we do our job. The guest houses are also very close to the east gate. I'm lost in my mind when Roland comes up behind me, grabs me, and shoves me against the wall.

"Your ass is so sweet," he says.

He's shoving his hands down my skirt. I don't have any underwear on because I wasn't allowed to have any. My skirt is a torn T-shirt that had been refurbished into a skirt. My shirt is nothing but a piece of cloth that I tie around my breast. But it barely covers my nipples. He shoves one finger into my vagina.

"So tight and wet," he says.

I try to fight back, but it's no use. I'm so weak from malnutrition, lack of rest, and being beaten. Roland picked me up and threw me on the bed. He has his hand around my throat. He then shoves his cock into me. I screamed out in pain. I tried to beg him to stop, but it was no use. He slaps me and tells me to shut up. I just lay there and let him finish.

Suddenly, the alpha comes in and tells Roland to throw me in the dungeon until the king leaves. But I didn't do anything wrong. I begged him not to throw me in the dungeon. It's cold, dark, and has spiders. He just laughs and continues to drag me to the dungeon. The whole time, I'm kicking and screaming. He throws me into a cell and chains my hands. Then he leaves. I started crying my eyes out. There is no reason to try and hide it. I didn't do anything. That has caused me to deserve this. I believe it is because I'm different. I have a birthmark in the shape of a mountain range on my right inner thigh. I have black hair and hazel eyes. The other slaves had red or brown hair. They were to be dressed as if they were hired to help.

I couldn't feel my hands. Roland put the chains on too tight. I don't even bother trying to fight the exhaustion that comes over me. I drifted off into a restless sleep. I dream that I'm in a bright light. Suddenly, I saw a black tail swish back and forth. Then, the tail disappears. I can feel the light dimming. I then wake up when Junior opens the cell door. He brought me some food. Junior is the alpha's son. He is different from the alpha. He doesn't like what his father has done to me or the other slaves.

"This is all that I could manage to get you tonight. I can try and bring more later." He states,

"Thank you," I respond.

Then he leaves. He would have also been punished if he had been found down here with me, even if he was the alpha's son. It didn't matter who was who in this clan. Anybody could be whipped and thrown into the dungeon. The dungeon is the worst place to be. I eat my dinner, which is nothing but bread and water. That was what the jailors served every day. I only eat a couple of bites. I must eat it like a dog since my hands are still chained. I once again tried to sleep. But it didn't happen.

I lay my head against the wall and just closed my eyes. The bricks are pressing into my raw back. The pain is excruciating. I start to cry. My body shaking from the tears hurts, too. So I cry harder until exhaustion takes over. This white light again surrounds me, but I hear a voice this time.

"It's OK, your time is coming." The voice says.

"Who is this?" I asked.

"All in good time." The voice says.

Then nothing, the light starts to fade. I woke up from this dream. Not because it was scary, but because I'm confused. Who was this voice, and why was it speaking to me? Where did it come from? I know it's getting late as there is a change in the guards. I can hear some of them coming down the corridor. I'm hoping to myself that they have forgotten the half-naked girl in the cell. They haven't forgotten. I hear the keys jingling. I know what's going to happen. They gang-raped me and beat me very viciously. I passed out from the pain and was fighting a useless fight. I hope the king finds a mate tomorrow and saves us from this hell.

I try to move my legs, and they don't move. Which means they are broken again. Roland is not going to be happy. I can't walk again. He's going to be even more pissed than ever. I try to push myself up into a seated position and scream out in pain. My wrist had gotten broken as well. I didn't even realize what time it was. I could hear Roland coming down the corridor. I try to make myself as small as possible. He then comes into the cell. He has the most evilest smile on his face. It would make a grown man cringe.

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