Alexa's Point Of View
"Therefore, as the next in line as alpha of Raven Pack, I, Diaz Viceroy, sentence Drago Northwolf, and his family, to death."
"No！My mum! Dad! My father is innocent! He did not commit treason! Let him go!”I ran out crying, trying to tear apart the men who were holding my parents. But it was useless, my strength alone was too weak in front of a whole pack.
Beta stood up and ordered,"Someone get that traitor's daughter out of here! She is to become a slave for the pack and a bed warmer for the alpha when she's old enough!"
"No! No! Let me go! Father! Father!"
Before my eyes, the executioner let his knife down and my father's head rolled to my feet.
"Father!"
I snapped my eyes open, my chest rising and falling as I breathed heavily. A soft hand suddenly appeared on my forehead.
"Alexa, did you have a nightmare again?" My friend Ivy said as she looked at me worriedly. I looked into her tired eyes. She must have been taking care of me all night.
"How are you doing? Feeling a little better than yesterday?"
"You don't know, you looked as lifeless as if you were dying when Roman brought you back from the jail. Luna and Alpha were so cruel! Just because you accidentally spilled water on Luna's clothes, how could they lock you up and not allow you to eat anything!"
Ivy's words brought me back to reality. I finally remembered. Three days ago, I accidentally spilled a bit of liquor on Luna and she ordered me to be put in jail.
Since my parents died, I have lived as a slave to the pack. Even though I have always been careful to fight not to make mistakes, they always find a reason to punish me.
I also realized that it had just been a dream, but that dream wasn't false. 11 years ago, I witnessed my parents being killed in front of me, and that scene kept appearing in my dreams.
I looked into Ivy's worried eyes, and I smiled and told her I was fine.
When a glimmer of light appeared outside the window, I realized it was already the next day and I had slept the entire day. But thinking about what might happen tonight, I'd rather I never wake up.
Today was my 20th birthday, and Alpha had announced to the wolves eleven years ago, in order to make me live in complete hell, that when I turned 20, I would be completely his whore.
I felt the weight on my shoulders become even more unbearable and I felt a wave of vertigo. But there was simply no time left for me to grieve. Without waiting for us to get up, the snarky voice of the head maid appeared in front of Ivy and me.
"Are you lowlifes still asleep?!"Like they were enchanted, the rest of the maids woke up at the sound of the head maid's voice. Anyone she found asleep would regret sleeping. We quickly made our beds and left the quarters for the first work of the day - work on the rice field.
Yes, even though I will be sent to the Alpha's bed, I will still need to do chores like a slave until then.
"Move move move!" The guard yelled angrily, lashing his whip at the nearest person to him. We were all in a single file. The guards guarded us on both sides of the line, whipping anyone who got on their nerves or slowed them down.
"Get to work" The head guard instructed. We all dispersed to our various posts.
"Gosh, I hate working here," Ivy grumbled silently as we began to pick the weeds.
"Shh, they might hear you," Roman said, not knowing when he came to us. He warned ivy. I turned and Roman's smiley face came to view. His pack was invaded by the vampires and he was taken as a slave at a young age but he still smiles every second. I wonder what makes him so happy. I forgot how to smile a long time ago.
He and Ivy, my only two friends in the community, I believe that if they had not been by my side, I would not have lasted until my birthday. I thought about killing myself, but I also wanted to avenge my parents, and I wanted to clarify the words that slandered them.
This is my motivation to live.
"Who cares?" Ivy snapped at him silently.
"Some of them have super hearing ability, you know?" He whispered to Ivy. Ivy pursed her lips and hissed. "Forgot about that,"
I diverted my gaze forward and saw one of the guards staring intensely at me. I returned his gaze with a glare.
"Look down you wolfless bitch!" The guard spat but I didn't flinch. Nor did I look away. I had been referred to as that for as long as I could remember so it didn't mean anything again. It didn't phase me. I was no longer hurt by these kinds of words. They've told me over and over and over again.
Wolfless.