The Desert Alpha's Mate

CHAPTER 5-THE DROZOSHA CLAN

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING! ⚠️

This chapter contains s*xual and physical abuse. Reader discretion is advised.

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The maniacal laughter of the men inside one of the rooms in the breeder's house could be heard throughout the entire village where the Drozosha Clan was living. It was impossible not to be heard by everybody because their clan was living in a beehive-like village.

"Jubal and his gang are having their fun again with the breeders," one of the men assigned to guard the border of the wall said to his companion.

"Aren't we all?" another man said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Yeah, I was looking forward to the end of my shift, so I could have my turn with them. I heard the newcomer was feisty. I like a woman who will give me a good fight before making her submit to me and moan my name in pleasure," the first man said.

The two men both laughed out loud at the ideas that ran through their minds. They were laughing their hearts out when they heard a low growl behind their backs. They saw Alpha Allister staring dangerously at them and with him was Ashraf. On recognizing their alpha, the two men bowed their heads and bared their necks in submission before they walked away in different directions to continue their duty.

Alpha Allister and Ashraf continued their walk in the narrow and curvy street of their village. They silently tread on the unpaved road connecting the conical-shaped houses. They went through to the courtyard before entering the main house, where the Alpha's office was. It was in the center of the village, the biggest conical house among the clusters of houses in their beehive village. As they entered the office of the alpha, the sound of maniacal laughter and the screams of women faded when Ashraf closed the door behind them.

As soon as Alpha Allister entered the room, he went to the drawer in the corner. Ashraf was coming in and out of this office many times and he almost memorized every corner of it. His eyes scanned its entirety. There was not much to see inside, the old majlis set and patched tattered carpet told the history of the room. Even the cracked layer of dried mud and straw that held the adobe bricks of the walls of the room revealed the state of their clan.

The scraping sound of the opening of an old drawer made Ashraf return his gaze to Alpha Allister. He saw the alpha close the drawer, but when it wouldn't budge, he forced it to close. The loud bang echoed through the entire room, since it didn't have any windows, there was only a little opening at the top of the conical dome, meant for sucking the hot air out of the room.

Alpha Allister sat down on the majlis, holding a paper in his hand.

"This came last night," he said in a deep, throaty voice. He was waving the paper, as he signaled Ashraf to sit.

"The King wants all the Alphas to attend his son's coming-of-age ceremony," Alpha Allister said with scorn and a disgusted look on his face. "Royals! They never even glance at their people on the other side of the kingdom!" he added with a scoff. Ashraf didn't answer but remained silent while listening to what his alpha had to say.

"This is a great opportunity for us. I would like you and Jubal to come with me to the capital of the Sahara. We will present ourselves as allies, but I want you to infiltrate the palace discreetly, and gather some information so that we can bring those royals down," Alpha Allister said to him.

"What are your plans, Alpha?" Ashraf finally asked Alpha Allister after his moment of silence.

"I think it is time that Jubal learned how to make alliances. He cannot fool around with breeders all the time. This is the perfect opportunity to train him to become an alpha," Alpha Allister said to him, as he went on planning strategies for the gatherings in the Sahara.