The Alpha and the Slave

The cup slipped from my hand and fell on the floor with a loud noise, shattering. I looked at it. My heart was pounding so fast in my chest and I was already trembling with fear. I knew what was going to happen. The first fist hit me in the nose and the other in the stomach, making me bend from the pain. Blood was dripping from my broken nose.

“You worthless slave! You always break something. How are you going to pay for the broken cup?” Alpha Max spits his anger at me and blows keep coming.

He beats me until he gets tired. All my body hurts from the beating I received.

“Get up and clean the mess you made, “ he orders me.

Then he leaves and I am all alone in the kitchen. I try to get up but my whole body protest. Everything hurts. I stay still for one minute then I try to get up again. It takes me five minutes to finally stand up but my knees tremble. When I managed to steady myself I see blood on the white floor. My blood. Goddess! The smell and sight of it made me faint. I slowly started to breathe through my mouth and closed my eyes. It took me a while to get over it. I look for old rags and bleach to clean the floor. Once the floor is free of blood I remove the broken cup.

I look at the clock, thirty minutes have passed since the Alpha left. And I had a lot more to do, but my body ached from the beatings I received daily. How I wanted to crawl on my dirty mattress and sleep. I was sick of all the beatings I received. Most days I wanted to die.

“Oh, my Goddess! He beat you again! “ I hear Ana from behind me.

Ana was my only friend in the Silver Pack. She and her family were the Omegas. Her mom, Mrs. Radu would usually give me a slice of bread and cheese when no one was watching. She risked a lot for me and I was grateful. I turn and look at her. Her eyes go wide from the shock of seeing me.

“Why do you accept this? “ Ana asked me. She had tears in her eyes.

“It's not like something I can do about it, “ I shrug. “Besides, what can I do about it? He is the Alpha and I am the slave.”

“You can run away. I have thought about…”

But before she can finish what she had to say I hear someone calling me.

“Slave! In the entertainment room. Now!”

I hurry as fast as I can. I ignore the pain that I felt in my body as much as I could.

“SLAVE!” I hear the Beta before I enter the room.

A fist connects with my face when I get inside.

“Why the fuck are so slow? How many times do I have to call you?” the Beta asks me full of anger.

“I-I am sorry, Beta Stefan, “ I apologize.

“Clean the room and then me and my mate snacks in our room.”

With that he and Cristina, his mate leave me alone to clean the mess they made. This is something that happens daily. Beta Stefan and Cristina would usually mess up some room and I would have to clean after them.

I spend around an hour organizing all the room and the rush to get Beta the snacks he asked for.

In his room another round of hits awaits me.

“You should have had brought this earlier. Lazy slave!” he yells at me.

“I-I am s-sorry Beta. I-I finished as f-fast a-as I c-could.”

He yanks my hair.

“You are not fast enough! Worthless, pathetic worm!”

Then he shoves me out of his room.

After this is rush to prepare snacks for all the pack, bring wood in each room, because it was already the end of October and nights were getting colder now. I had to prepare the common room for dinner. During this time I got hit at least ten times more, spat at, and shoved more times than I remember.

Dinner was torture for me. I was always hungry. You think I would get used to eating two slices of bread by now. But all the smells always made my mouth water.

“You poor thing, Mrs. Radu said. You haven’t eaten all day.”

She gave a slice of bread and cheese and made go to a corner of the kitchen and eat.

“Eat fast, don’t let anyone see you, “ she rushed me and hurried to take dinner out.

I closed my eyes and took one bite from the bead when I heard a voice.

“Stealing from my food, slave?”

I froze in fear. It was Alpha Max.

“I-I w-was hungry a-and…” I tried to explain but his fist found its way to my face.

The force of the hit made my head hit the wall behind me.

“I will teach you to never steal from me again.”

He kept hitting me until I blacked out. First with his fists them with his feet. Then nothing.

This was my life in the Silver Pack. The pack lived next to Chișinău. I am already twenty-three years old and I become a slave at the age of nine. I remember my family mostly during the night. I remember the soft hands of my mother, and how she used to sing to me. And my father, who took me hunting. Those were the happiest days of my life.

We lived a peaceful life in a small community of rogues, in a forest next to Orhei, in the Republic of Moldova. But one day Alpha Andrei, the father of Max came and killed everyone. I was spared but made a slave. I tried to run away once but Alpha Andrei caught me and broke my legs.

“Next time it will be your neck if you try to run again, “ he said to me.

It was Mrs. Radu and Ana that took care of me until I healed.