Too Good For You

CHAPTER ONE

A sudden attack, caused by their alpha growing weak. He lost his Luna, His mate. The love of his life, the mother of his children. The Blood Moon pack, almost lost all its pack members. The very few survivors were held captive to be slaves of the Red Eclipse Pack, the pack that started all her suffering.

She still mourns for her family, for her mother, was the diseased Luna. For her father, the Alpha and both his brothers, were slaughtered with no mercy right in front of her eyes. She saw and heard them scream for her to run for her life. But she only drops to her knees, legs too weak to even stand up. Her tears dripping from her eyes, to her face and down to the bloody carpeted floor of her father's office.

Now, she has to serve the family of Red Eclipse's Alpha.

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"Emily, Please clean up the Alpha's Office." The Luna, Mela told me. She has always been nice to us ever since me and my very few remaining pack members arrived here. She never hurt us, she never hurt me. She begged her mate, the Alpha, Theodore, to let us live amongst their pack like a regular werewolf rather than being enslaved. Theodore despised me so much and I have all the scars to prove almost two years long of torture.

We were like punching bags when the werewolves we served were mad, we cleaned their rooms up, other chores, some-- sexually used. I was a toy for his son, Anton. I hated hi-- no I am disgusted by him. And his daughter Chloe. She made me do all for her. I guess it wasn't as bad as what Anton does to me, at least thrice a week.

Theodore insisted that if we were to live among them like any other wolf of the pack, it would display softness towards the enemies. And that will become a display of weakness as well. "Yes Luna." I stand up, holding folded laundry owned by Theodore and bow to her. "Emily, I have told you countless times to just call me Mela when nobody else but us is around." She looked at me with softness in her eyes. Softness that almost looks like pity and sympathy.

I smiled, and entered their walk-in closet. Why were the Alpha's family always so rich? Well, for my family, my father along with his Beta, was also a CEO of an architectural company, now I do not know what happened to it that my father is no longer on Earth, as well as his Beta and the pack. I finish arranging his clothes. I bow once more to Luna who was sat reading a novel and head to the ground floor of his house where his office is situated.

I come across warriors of the pack who came from his office and they look at me with such emotions-- either lust, sadness or disgust. I cower further into myself, my head still bowed and walk faster to where I was meant to be.

"MELA HAS TOLD YOU TO COME INTO MY OFFICE 10 MINUTES AGO! IT HAS NEARLY BEEN ANOTHER 10 MINUTES AND YOU ARE JUST ARRIVING NOW?!" Alpha Theodore greeted me with a yell. I guess I was unconsciously fixing his clothes and walking longer than I am meant to just to spare more time alone than being in the same room as he is. I closed the door behind me, with my head still in a bow.

I still do not know as to why he left me alive. Why didn't he just kill me along side my family? I wince at the thought of my family. Was it because I was an excellent fighter? But if that was the reason, I wouldn't be his family's slave but a warrior for his pack.

He stalked closer to me, every step of his dress shoes clad feet brought shivers down my spine, causing goosebumps to arise. Then, he stopped in front of me. Suddenly, I felt pain on my stomach. I thought he would throw me across the room rather than just kicking me. I fell onto my knees. I guess I got lucky for I was only kicked. He kicked my side and I completely fell onto the floor, coughing .