Spare me Dear Alpha

Blamed

-Flashback-

The bloody war had just stopped. Dead bodies of wolves in their human form were everywhere. Blood from combat seeped into the ground. The battle was won.

Alpha Michael emerged showing to the crowd the symbol of our win. The head of the Alpha of the Silver Throne pack. They had been battling in wolf form for almost a day. Our alpha had outsmarted him and killed him. We proudly witnessed it. 

"My pack, I proudly present to you a symbol of our win. A symbol of our victory against the silver throne pack. I am proud to have protected you from evil. I am proud to be your alpha," Alpha Michael said proudly.

Every single one of us rejoiced. Alpha Michael's mate stood proudly by his side. Luna Jasci's arms wrapped around his waist. Her fiery red hair glowed with pride and passion. The crowd's happiness from victory radiated around the perimeter. Everyone celebrated the win. 

Our pack had a conflict with the silver throne pack due to the lands around us. The Alpha of the Silver Throne pack wanted to extend his borders and control more packs. He had already challenged the Alpha of the Star Light pack, the Blue Moon pack, and the Sun Blaze pack. He was victorious against them. 

We knew that he would challenge our alpha next. He had been attacking the smaller packs first. Once he had the numbers, he planned to attack the larger ones next. 

If an Alpha chooses to battle with him instead of surrendering, blood shed happens. He brings his best men, and they try their best to slaughter as many wolves as possible. He does this as a distraction to his opponent alpha.

But he had underestimated our pack. He thought of our men as weak and powerless. What he did not know was that our men are trained and great fighters. They spent years of training for war. They are made for it. 

My father was one of those who fought in the war. He had killed many wolves. He was an asset to the pack because of his speed and strength. His opponents often underestimated him because he was smaller than them. I admire his loyalty and dedication. I want to serve the pack just like him. 

The women served as medics during the war. We were tasked to tend to the wounded in our hospitals. I, being 15 that time, helped. I served as the hospital orderly. The children were brought into the basement for safety.

After the battle was won, we celebrated. We drank...we sang...we enjoyed ourselves. 

But what we did not know was that we were fooled. We were fooled to believe that the war was over. The Alpha of the Silver Throne had a trick up his sleeve. He had allied himself with rogues. The rogues were his backup plan. If he were killed in combat, the rogues would avenge him.

We were caught off guard when the rogues attacked us. Our men tried to fight, but they were either drunk or tipsy. Our Alpha did his best to defend us. But in that attack, the women were with the men.

Luna Jasci, Alpha Michael's mate, was there with us. 

I was running when she was ambushed by two rogues. She defended herself and fought them, but they overpowered her. 

I tried to help, but I had no wolf. I had not shifted when I turned 15. I was powerless against them. The rogues ran away after hurting her, and I ran to save her. I tried to heal her wounds. I had yelled for help, and she was attended by physicians. 

But the rogues had used silver. They had knives made of tin and silver in between their paws. The knives' base were tin while the sharp edges were silver. The silver had wounded her deeply and prevented her from healing. She lost blood and died. 

Our alpha broke down. He was angry, sad, and frustrated with himself. His mate, his luna, was killed. And the worst part was that he was not there to save her. Luna Jasci was buried 3 days after. Everyone mourned her death. It was a sorrowful event.

Our alpha was at his weakest point. He did not cry, but his eyes reflected sadness.

After the funeral, he thanked everyone, and we went home. I was in my house when a messenger had arrived. The Alpha had wanted to see me. I went to the Alpha's house and that was when I saw him.

His eyes met mine and I saw fury in them. He was blaming me for his loss. He brought me to a room and my parents could not do anything about it. He was their Alpha.

He swore at me. He called me names. He called me useless because I had no wolf. He had not hurt me physically, but emotionally I was ruined. He had destroyed me with his words. He was crying. I had never seen him this vulnerable before. I hugged him and apologized even though I knew I have done nothing wrong.

Then Alpha Michael had this look in his eyes. My fiery red hair caught his attention. He was lusting over me. He touched my face and before I knew it, his lips had touched mine. He kissed me and I kissed him back. I did not know what was happening. It just felt good that time.

He trailed kisses on my jaw and my neck. I then remembered the situation. I pushed him away and we were back to reality. He smirked.

He then told me he was going to punish me. Since I looked like Luna Jasci, he will use me as her replacement. I was going to be his slave. If I would not do it, then he would kill me and my family. I had no choice but to comply. He had gone mad due to his loss. After all, werewolves only had one mate.

He groped me and undressed me slowly. I looked at him in fear. He grinned at my expression and smacked my ass. He took my skirt off, and I was only in my underwear. He told me to lie on my stomach and I complied.

"Emily, I lost my mate because of you and for that, you shall be punished. I will take my dues. I will slap you in the ass and you will have to thank me after. Once you forget, I will add extra slaps. So, remember to thank me," Alpha Michael said while laughing.

I gulped and he started smacking me. I remembered to thank him after every slap. After the fifth smack, I felt pain from my core. I heated up and got wet. I was so confused. Was pain supposed to be pleasurable?

"You like it, my little sex slave? My... you are better than I thought. You'll be fun to use," he said while rubbing my core. I moaned and he laughed. He continued to smack me, and I continued to get wet. After 15, I felt liquid come out from my core. He told me that I have orgasmed, and he inserted his fingers into my core. I gasped from the pleasure I felt. He moved his fingers back and forth and looked at me lustfully.

"My, the wolf less bitch is ready for sex. She is so turned on that she has hit orgasm. I am glad I gave you pleasure. It is now my turn," he said.

He laughed at me and asked me to kneel. I wondered what he wanted from me. He unzipped his jeans, and looked at me menacingly.

I was so nervous. I did not know what he wanted me to do.

"Open your mouth and suck my cock," he demanded. I did not know what to do. I opened my mouth in compliance. He inserted his cock and my eyes widened in shock. He moved and paced. Tears started to fall from my eyes. I gagged.

"I said suck!" he yelled at me.

Were cocks even supposed to be in mouths? I wondered.

I sucked and he moaned in pleasure. He moved faster. He grabbed my hair and thrusted hard. I felt his cock on my throat. It hurt.

After a few minutes, I felt hot liquid on my mouth. It tasted horribly. I wanted to spit it out, but he demanded I swallow. I was dismissed right after.

I felt so ashamed of myself. I felt so humiliated and degraded.

I return home.

My parents were waiting for me in the living room. They hugged me and I could do nothing but cry.

Ever since that day, I had lost my freedom. I had become the alpha's pet. I had become his sex slave.