~Daliah's POV~
The ride to their pack was quiet and by the time the car finally pulled into a driveway, it was already late in the evening.
When we arrived, the first thing I noticed was how majestic and otherworldly this pack was with large walls and high gates. I gasped, marveling at the large training field and the beautiful children playing happily about.
However, I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt a tug on my upper arm and I blinked up to see that it was Orion, the man who had saved me earlier. Again, he smiled at me and it made tremors run up my spine. Weird.
"Alpha Zarek would see to your needs later… for now, he needs to be attended to…" he muttered, his voice trailing off, and from the corner of my eye, I saw the Alpha limping away with several maidservants trailing behind him.
Deep down, I knew I shouldn't feel this way but I couldn't help it. My heart reached out to him. Maybe it was the effects of the mate pull or something else but I found myself inching towards him, only stopping when Orion held my arm.
He added; "Kyle here would take you to the slave quarters." He said, pointing to a young boy who looked nothing more than 14 years old.
I shook myself out of my thoughts and nodded at Orion. "Okay Sir, thank you." I said with my head bowed but just as I was about to walk away, a middle aged woman in a blue prim uniform and hair as dark as midnight walked over to us. She had piercing gray eyes that looked almost evil to me, and from the slight curve of her lips, I instantly deduced that she was not a good person.
She bowed sweetly to Orion saying; "Good evening, Beta." And then turning to me, she said; "…but the alpha asks that this slave be taken to his private chambers tonight. According to him, she was bought for his pleasure."
My heart skipped a beat.
At least, I get to see him again!
Clamping down at the wanton feelings coursing through my veins, I blinked up at the woman and asked; "What about my daughter? Miss…?"
My heart raced and from how condescendingly the woman glared at me, I already knew that her response would be just as condescending even before she said it.
She snarled; "Berlin… My name's Berlin. Also, that little minion of yours would come with me to the slave quarters later. She cannot possibly go with you and watch while the Alpha fucks you… or can she?"
Her snarky tone coupled with the vulgar words spewing from her mouth made my heart drop. My body trembled as I knelt in front of Amara but before I could politely ask her to go with this woman whose eyes were now glaring daggers into my skull, Orion spoke up… I meant Beta Orion. He said;
"Your daughter would come with me. I have a daughter too and they can spend the night together."
At the sound of his voice, a breathy sigh escaped my lips. I was relieved… tremendously so, that is until I realized that the woman was still waiting for me, and that she was because she had to take me to the Alpha tonight.
My heart fluttered. Again.
*
The Beta's words followed me as I climbed up the stairs leading into the main house.
"Be on your best behavior. The Alpha is easily irritable and now that he is injured, he'll be worse." He had said, and for some reason, I found it difficult to shake off those words.
My breath hitched in my chest and my body trembled as I walked up the flight of stairs with Berlin walking in front of me. She was quiet for most of the time but from her subtle gestures and the glances she threw at me here and there, I instantly knew that she didn't like me.
Either that, or she was easily offended.
We stopped soon at the front of a large mahogany door and my heart began to beat frantically against my chest from panic and fear. I had even begun to hyperventilate when suddenly, she turned to me and rolled her eyes.
"How did Master even buy something as trivial as you to satisfy his carnal pleasures?" She asked but I didn't respond. I couldn't bring myself to, not when it felt like the entire world was spinning right before my eyes. I still trembled like a leaf under the wind as thoughts of what the Alpha would do to me fleeted past my mind and was only snapped out of my reverie when Berlin spoke up again.
She grunted. "This is not the Alpha's room. It's the guest room. In there, you'll find a dress on the bed, a bath made and some other things you may need."
"Oh…"
"And when you're done, you'll go to that room…" her voice trailed off as she pointed across the corridor to an even larger door in the distance, "…That's the Alpha's room… and he is waiting for you. Be good; and shrug off that stupid posture!"
At the sharp tone of her voice, I stood straighter whilst scrunching my nose in confusion, and waited until she was gone before I stepped into the room. And as soon as I did, my jaws dropped.
The room was massive, insanely so with a high ceiling and high windows to compliment it. The overall decor was in white and a dark gray, and even though those were pretty depressing colours, the room itself was nothing close to being depressing.
There was a large queen-sized bed in the middle of the room with beautiful brown frames crafted from rich, dark mahogany wood with a glossy finish, exuding timeless sophistication. Its headboard towered majestically, upholstered in plush velvet fabric of deep emerald green, tufted with gleaming brass buttons that catch the light in a subtle shimmer. The mattress is enveloped in the finest Egyptian cotton bedding, with a soothing pattern of soft cream and gold accents. Cascading across the bed are layers of fluffy pillows—some embroidered, some plain—and a luxurious cashmere throw draped at the foot, ready to cocoon you in warmth.
And on it was the piece of cloth— as that's the only way I could describe the sheer fabric that had been kept as clothes for me.
Walking over quietly, I picked it up to inspect it. The fabric was a delicate blend of silk and lace, light as a cloud and flowed effortlessly to the floor. Its color is a soft blush pink, with intricate floral lace patterns weaving a romantic story across the entire surface. But it was entirely see through. I gulped.
My mind raced as thoughts of how I'd look in this dress fleeted past my mind's eye— and it wasn't anything short of being sultry— but I instinctively shook off the thoughts as I rushed to clean myself up and style my hair into a high ponytail. There were also make up items arranged beautifully on the bed, obviously kept for me to use but I ignored them. I didn't like makeup.
It was obvious that all the Alpha cared about was having me in his chambers— working up the money that he'd used to purchase me— whether I made up my face or not was none of his business.
When I was done, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror close to the bed for a few seconds and after realizing how much of a slut I looked like right now, I quickly looked away before the remnants of my already tattered dignity shredded off even more.
My heart raced as I slipped out of the room, and while I did, all I could think about was Amara, if she was safe, if Beta Orion and his daughter were treating her alright, if she could sleep well tonight without me by her side. As these thoughts plagued my mind, I walked and in the process, totally forgot all about my predicament. I was only snapped back to reality when I got a whiff of something strong and insanely masculine. It smelled of deodorant and aftershave… and something else, something that smells woodsy and had a tint of bergamot around its edges. My eyes snapped up to the intruder and instantly widened when I saw who it was.
It was the Alpha… my master, standing in front of his room, with a frown plastered across his perfect face.
"What're you doing there, woman? Weren't you told that I sent for you?" He started saying but suddenly, I stopped hearing him. I couldn't listen to the words he uttered or to the obvious anger oozing out of him. Now I was only concerned with the sweet alluring smell of him… and the way my body responded to it in ways it never has done to anyone before.
However, I couldn't look into his eyes. His aura was so powerful, it nearly brought me to my knees and I gasped when his eyes met mine, successfully pinning me in place. I unconsciously licked my lips as I stared at his face which was the truest depiction of perfection with his sharp jawline, pointy nose, and dark curly hair that framed his head like a helmet.
He was beautiful! So beautiful and his eyes… fuck his eyes, they were the strangest shade of green, just like Amara's. This thought made me think of Amara but just as I did, I was once more snapped back to my looming present when I felt the Alpha step even closer to me. I gulped.
By just looking at him… thinking of how close he was standing in front of me, my panties became drenched. My stomach ached and my pussy throbbed. In embarrassment, I looked away, mostly to hide the faint blush coloring my cheeks and to stop my body from embarrassing me more than it already was.
The Alpha's eyes were like a million needles piercing into my skin all at once and just when I had begun to think that it couldn't get any worse than this, that I couldn't explode any more than this, he looked me up and down and drawled;
"Strip."