The Beast's Mistake

Chapter 12

Alice

"Look at you, you pathetic whore! Your fucking disgusting!" My tormentor said he whipped me again and again with his silver-lined whip. Not gonna lie, it hurt like a butt cheek on a stick, or maybe even worse. "No wonder no one likes you." He tauntingly said "no one has, and no one ever will." He added.

"Your not gonna tell anyone about this, you got that?!" He literally screamed at face while holding my jaw  so tight i thought my jaw was gonna break. I nodded my head so fast, desperate for him to release my jaw.

I wanted to escape this hellhole so bad, to scream for help, but all I could do was cry my eyeballs out until i had no more tears to cry. He slapped me, hard. "Stop crying you good for nothing, annoying runt!" He exclaimed as he whipped me even harder.

I sat up as I woke up from yet another nightmare,  drenched in sweat. I have been having a hard time sleeping and it has gotten worse ever since i was kicked out from my pack. The dreadful memories of my past has been endlessly haunting me and it has not failed to remind me that i will never live a happy and peaceful life.

My tormentor, the Alpha's son has been secretly abusing me for years, ever since my parents died, i dont know what or who killed them, but all i know is that they died fighting for the pack.

I never understood what I did that made him treat me this way, it started when i moved to the Alpha's separate packhouse, where I worked as a helper. I remember on my first day, my tormentor, Leon, tried to hit on me but i rejected him. Then, ever since that day he started to mentally abuse me and gradually physically hurt and eventually tortured me as well.

The scars left behind from my painful past are still here, they were ugly, they tainted me, made me hate myself for years and I was afraid how Alaric would react if he saw them. Would he think I was ugly too? Would he be disgusted by me? I quickly brushed off my thoughts when I heard a knock and the door opened.

"Goodmorning, my love." Alaric greeted me as he came into my room. He was holding a mini table with food in it. My stomach immediately rumbled in hunger when the smell of delicious pancakes hit my nose.

He placed the table in my bed and I dug in. I cut the pancakes into tiny pieces and put it on my mouth. I almost moaned at the yummy taste. The last time i got to eat this good was when my parents were still alive. Helpers at the packhouse got to eat, but not as much and as good as the food here.

I looked at Alaric to see that he was looking at me adoringly and smiled. I blushed. "Have you eaten yet?" I asked "Yes, my love. Now be sure to finish all of that, you're going to need your energy for what we are about to do today." He replied, "what are we doing today?" I asked, curious "Its a secret." He said.

Author's Note:
Hi! It has almost been 4 years since i last updated this story and I am so sorry for not doing so for this long. Writing here in wattpad was just a hobby back then and i didnt even expect i would have this much readers. I will try to update as much as i can now and make it up to you guys! <3