The word "Little Cunt" replayed in my head like a broken tape. I stared in disbelief, I tried to speak, but my throat was like it patched with sand. I bit my lower lip in anger.
One of the men walked closer to me. He squatted in front of me, his eyes stared at me in disgust, like I was below him, like I was nothing but trash.
A sharp pain surged from my jaw to my skull, as he held my jaw. I tried to push him away, but no matter how much I tried, he wouldn't budge.
Am I that weak? Or is he very strong? I whimpered in pain.
"Do you think you have the time to entertain your misbehaviour?" He pulled me to my feet, with my jaw.
Tears threatened to spill from my eyes, but I wasn't going to let them see me cry. He pushed me forward, I stumbled, almost falling. My body cried in protest, my feet wobbling against the cold ground.
I glared at the man, anger surging through my veins. Even if I fell into their hands, they still had to treat me with respect. I'm the heiress of the largest conglomerate in the country.
"Don't push me around. Tell your boss that I want to talk to him," I snapped at him. But he looked taken aback by my sudden words, or is it because of my demeanour?
The man exchanged glances with the other man, before they burst out in a fit of laughter, as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
The man's face turned cold, his lips curved up in disgust. He slammed me into the wall, my body trembled from the impact, the metallic taste of blood spread across my tongue.
I wheezed from the pain, my eyes saw stars. "Listen to me, you worthless Omega. You don't get to make any bargain with us," he growled against my face, his eyes glowing gold.
My breath hitched, my body froze as all the hair on my body stood on end, my neck bared as if it was used to the command. 'What is this? Omega? Is this a prank or something?' I panicked.
"We have to get her to the breeding house now," the other man spoke with urgency. "The Alpha wouldn't be pleased if we took forever to bring her over," he added.
The man standing in front of me held my hand, pulling me along. 'Wait, what is going on? Did I just hear them say breed? Do they mean breed, as in when animals breed?' My mind went blank.
My mind didn't register the metallic stench in the air, the wails and screams coming from other rooms.
We arrived at the front of a big metallic door. The two guards stationed there opened the door. I immediately covered my eyes from the blinding light. The fresh air invaded my nostrils, but my stomach churned from the reality in front of me. The heat from the sun kissed my skin, a cruel reminder that it was all real and it wasn't a dream.
"Wait… wait," my voice cracked. But my pleas fell onto deaf ears, as they continued to pull me to where only God knows where.
We arrived at a mansion. I began to move desperately as I tried to break free from his grip. But he yanked my hair, a cry escaped from my lips.
"Do you think you can escape from this because you are the Alpha's daughter? You are no less than trash," he whispered against my ear, his teeth biting the lobe of my ear.
My body trembled, repulsed by his act. "If you hadn't tried to escape earlier, you wouldn't have endured this torture," he yanked me inside the mansion.
He threw me to the floor, the cold hard floor welcoming me with its chill. I raised my head up slightly, my heart pounding in my ears. I felt fear trickling down my spine. I closed my eyes, unable to believe this was real.
"Samantha, get cleaned up. We wouldn't want her to smell like crap," his eyes lingering on me longer than they should.
A girl who should be in her late twenties came beside me and yanked me to my feet, pulling me into a room.
My heart thumped crazily. 'I'm going crazy. Alpha? Aren't those words used in werewolves novels?' I thought inwardly.
I stared at the lady in front of me. Her black hair was tied into a bun. "Excuse me," I whispered.
She shut the door behind her. "Strip," she ordered me.
We stared for a couple of moments, before I burst into a fit of laughter. Well, it sounded more like the jerking sound of a car.
"I know I have a lot of enemies, but you don't need to act in front of me. What is this? Is this a movie or something? … Oh I know, I know," I said with a laugh. "You all are trying to make me think I'm going crazy, right? What with the alpha and omega thing?"
She stood staring at me as if I had fallen from another dimension. "Ember, don't make this difficult for me. And… why are you different now? You used to be meek and obedient," Samantha said, her eyes scrutinizing me.
"Oh, I see you're trying to be more in character. But I ain't crazy. Stop this! Meek and obedient is the opposite of me, and did you just call me Ember? What kind of ominous name is that?" I snapped at her.
She growled at me, her brown eyes turned light blue. My breath hitched, before waves of shivers bolted down my spine.
"I can see you're trying to make this work. There is no such thing as werewolves. I bet you must be wearing eye contacts," I said, shoving down the blaring sound in my head.
Samantha growled fiercely at me. "Don't make me do this the hard way."
"Oh, do your worst. I'm going nowhere," I huffed at her.
Then, to my worst nightmare, I saw her fangs elongate, her claws protruding out of her fingers. This must be fake, right? They must have bought an expensive costume, right?
As if she could hear my doubts, she transformed into a brown wolf. My eyes rolled in my head, turning white before I passed out.