Sold To An Alpha

The men nodded and clasped a long chain around her wrists, then fastened them to either side of the tall rod affixed to the floor, her hands spread to each side.

They pulled out a full bucket of cold water and poured it on her, causing Lady Cathryn to raise her head with her eyes dilated and inhale sharply as though she was at a loss of breath.

"You wanted to spell the death of my woman, my beloved wife, the only thing that I cherish in life..." Adrik tskd and relaxed comfortably on his silver seat. He interlocked his hands and glanced at Alex with his destructive sword-shaped eyes.

Alex slightly bowed and turned to the two men. He waved at them, then took a deep breath as he stepped back.

With a long whip-like chain that had tiny steel spikes on its body, the two men swallowed hard and raised it with slight concern in their eyes. The chain bashed Lady Cathryn's skin without mercy, and a scream of pain escaped her lips and unbearable tears welled up in her eyes.

Another round of whips attacked her body, and their spikes inflicted deep cuts on her skin, leaving her to cry out in pain. Her body swelled up and blood began to stream down from her nose, dropping into her mouth that was open as a result of her crying out.

Her breathing became unsteady as more bashes of whipping landed on her bruised skin and she began to pant heavily. Her hands clenched in pain and her gritted teeth began to drip blood. Her gaze was drawn to Adrik, and a deep hatred developed within her eyes.

Adrik stared at her battered skin, which had blood seeping out of it, and then at her glaring eyes, and a smile of satisfaction emerged on his lips, behind the white mask on his face.

He raised his hands, ordering the men to stop whipping her, and they immediately did and took steps back away from the lady, Cathryn.

He placed his hands on his crossed legs and stared at Lady Cathryn for a while. "Mhmm, I think the torture is enough. You didn't do much, so I won't be such a bad person-" Lady Cathryn's face brightened up at his words, but his next sentence had her body trembling uncontrollably. "-However, I will send you to hell or heaven, whichever, so that you can recuperate from your wrongdoings." Adrik laughed softly and pulled out a gun from his suit pocket.

He twirled it in his fingers and abruptly aimed it at Lady Cathryn's head with an expressionless face, which screamed "No mercy" to her.

Lady Cathryn's eyes widened in fear and she immediately parted her lips to plead for mercy, but the next word that fled Adrik's mouth turned her motionless. "Go to hell!" With that being said, with a cold, lethal tone, he pulled the trigger and the bullet violently left the gun, whisked through the air towards her, and without a single tinge of mercy, it penetrated her skull, leaving a round, bloody hole as it came out from the back.

With her dilated eyes still staring at Adrik, Lady Cathryn plopped down, almost plunging to the floor, if not for the chains clasped around her wrist, holding her back. Her heartbeat stopped and no air escaped her nose anymore, showing that she was devoid of any life.

Adrik once again twirled the gun and casually threw it to Alex, who caught it with two hands. He stood up from his seat and patted his suit, then adjusted it. With one last glance at the corpse and at Alex, he majestically strolled out of the chamber.

Alex let out a deep breath and gazed at Lady Cathryn's corpse with a little sadness in his eyes. What was this woman even thinking? His Alpha was a heartless person who showed no mercy no matter who you were. He doesn't differentiate between a man and a woman either when punishing, and that's why he didn't even blink a bit or have a change of heart when she was screaming for help. Even he is afraid of his alpha and a mere human actually... He shook his head. Anyways, it's not like those humans know of their existence, and even if they do, they probably don't even believe it.

He glanced at the two men, and they nodded at him in understanding. They hauled Lady Cathryn's lifeless body up from the cold floor and took her away.

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Standing on the balcony of his mansion, a deep breath escaped his nose as his eyes gazed up at the dark sky, which had thousands of stars and a half-moon on it.

He took his mask off his face and let his fingers trail along with the scars on his skin. He chuckled softly in a pessimistic manner, and an unknown glint flashed in his eyes. "Scars, curses, love." He shook his head and placed his hands behind his back.

His brow suddenly creased, and he grabbed a handful of his black raven hair. He stared at its height and clicked his tongue. "Just don't overgrow before then." He let go of his hair and, with a turn, he strolled away from the arcade and into his king-like bedroom in the mansion.

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Seated in the living room downstairs, Leia continuously glanced at the entrance in the hope of seeing Adrik. She has been waiting since 5 pm for him, but he hasn't shown up.

She had also dialed his number a myriad of times, but he didn't pick it up. It kept saying "unreachable" or "line busy." She would even glance at her phone now and then for the time, and right now it had already clocked 8:30 pm.

Jeez, he could at least tell her he wasn't coming home or something, so she wouldn't be as worried as she was now.

A deep breath eluded her nose, and she stood up from the couch, finally giving up on waiting for him. She walked away and up to the second floor, then ambled to their room.

She shut the door and the window then climbed into the bed. She proceeded to lie down, but a message arrived on her phone, and she grabbed it to check it out.

[Leia, can we meet up tomorrow?]

'Um... I don't know.'

[Common, it's been so long since we saw each other after that day, and I really want to talk to you]

A deep breath escaped Leia's nose as she suddenly recalled a memory of the day Victor was speaking of, and believe it or not, it's a recollection she didn't want to remember. 'Okay, tomorrow then.' She typed her reply and turned off her phone.

She then laid down and covered herself with the sheet, slowly drifting off to sleep.