The alpha king's possession

• chapter 1 •

*TW: abuse, cursing*

Written: 14 February 2022

Edited: -

"Worthless cunt!" I heard as another kick was planted at my abdomen. "You can't do anything right can you?" My 'alpha' screamed in my face before more kicks and punches were planted onto my tiny frame.

I'm Angelina, angel for short, my parents were killed in a rogue attack, they were used as shields for the beta during the fight and lost their lives. Why were they used as shields? No, they're not weak, if anything, they were one of the few strongest warriors in the pack, why did they lose, because they had to fight two to ten while the rest just watched and cleaned up. The reason why they were treated this way was because of me, the weak wolf, the black sheep. Werewolves are supposed to shift at the age of 15, but on my 15th birthday, I couldn't shift, this made everyone in the pack mad, they couldn't believe how weak I was. My parents defended me of course, but they ended up dead in the rogue attack two weeks after my 15th birthday. Since then, I was treated as a maid, I had a rank lower than an omega, scratch that, I didn't have a rank, I was not respected at all in the pack, the pack members toss me around however they want, the pack used me as a maid. I admit, I was weak, as weak as a human even, or maybe even weaker. I never got enough food or even any sort nutrients after the event, which made me really tiny in size as I couldn't grow.

"Listen to me when I speak to you, you stupid bitch!" Darren, my 'alpha' spat before continuing to leave bruises all over my pale but scarred skin. He picked me up by my hair while he continued to spat insults after insults in my face. After years of dealing with the torture, I've gotten used to the how they treated me and their words started to hurt less.

I heard giggles coming from the door as I flickered my eyes over to see Darren's mate, my 'Luna' Tiffany watching, "Leave her, there's no need to give the whore any attention," she said as she flashed me one of her signature fake smiles before turning back to her mate. They both smirked before Darren spat another insult my way and left with his mate. They would be what I call a match made in heaven, two heartless, fake assholes.

A cool liquid started to drip down my head onto my clothes, I looked down only to see a red mess of blood. Seeing blood was something normal to me after being abused like that for almost two years, especially when your pack abuses you daily. I tried sitting up and leaning on the wall but ended up whimpering in pain. I was sure all my old wounds that haven't completely healed have reopened which made the pain less bearable.

I didn't know how much more I could take but I was sure that if I didn't leave now, I would be dead really soon.

For two years, I had to deal with the abuse.

For two years, I blamed myself for the death of my parents.

For two years, I wondered what it would be like if I had shifted on my 15th birthday.

After a few failed attempts to run away, I have learnt about the guards shift patterns, where would be the best place to run through and what route would give me more time to escape before they could realised that I have left.

I couldn't understand why they wanted to keep me around, why they didn't kill me, just like they did to my parents.

The guards would change shifts soon and if I want to run, I gotta do it now. I stood up quickly, a rush of adrenaline came through me. I wanted to escape this hellhole, I didn't know where to go, or where to run, I didn't have any relatives that I knew that would take me in.

I went to the window in the room. It was small, but I would be able to fit through due to my tiny frame. I was only on the second floor and there was a bush below the window that would help break my fall. The pack members would be in their room spending time with each other as it was quite late at night which makes it easier to run.

I took in a deep breath before clutching onto the ledge of the window. A sharp pain shot through my body as I let out a groan in pain. I quickly pushed open the window and looked down. I closed my eyes and quickly jumped through the window.

I landed on the bush but got scratched by the twigs.

Ouch.

I quickly stood up, dusting off the dust on my body from the fall and looked around. I needed to make sure I wasn't going to get caught again. When I made sure no one caught me, I quickly took off towards the pack borders. It wasn't long before the pack border was in sight. If I wasn't wrong, it would be about 10 pm right now. The guards would be swapping shifts which means that the guards would not be as attentive to their surroundings which makes running away easier.

I ran past the pack borders as quickly as possible ignoring the flaring pain from my injuries and quickly pushed myself to continue running. I was not going to stop, I just got out, I'm not going back.

Everything was blurry as I ran, I started to think of how I was finally free from that hellhole. The cool breeze of the night surrounds me and tangles my hair. There were many times where my legs wanted to give up on me but I kept pushing myself. I wanted to get as far away from the pack lands as possible, that would give me more time to think about what I was going to do and leave before I could get caught again.

After running for maybe hours after a few quick rest stops, I did not have the strength of a normal werewolf but I got quite a bit of stamina as the pack had often made me do tons of chores, it was probably the only thing that I was thankful for. With the adrenaline dying down, my legs started to give up on me and my vision blurred. The last thing I heard was a low growl before black dots clouded my vision and it all turned black.

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A/N (14/2/22)

Happy Valentine's Day! Please do let me know if you do spot any mistakes as I am a human and I make mistakes too! And if there's anything you think I could improve on please do let me know as well!

I hope you like the chapter :)

~ jerrxdxne