Chapter 3 03

ISBERLT.

"Strip down. "

He looks me dead in the eye as he mutters those words, and I bite down on my lips; feeling the outrage soaring in me.

This damn motherfucker.

"You heard the Alpha King, " The man that stands beside him says with a gruff voice, and I raise my brows at him.

"I heard him, I just didn't find any good significance in his words. "

I tell him, teeth-gritting against each other in annoyance, and low gasps and angry howls erupt in the crowd-reminding me that there are still very sure other wolves in the room.

"You nasty little bitch!"

The man that stands beside him snarls, making a move towards me, with eyes blaring enough to almost have me back down, but it doesn't.

"Say that to the girls that open their legs wide open for you each night to satisfy your desires. Who the fuck do you think you all are?"

I snap, trying to raise, but the chain restrains me and I let out a weak cry when it burns against my skin- smoke oozing from it, and creating a deep bruise around my wrists.

These fuckers laced the chains with wolfsbane.

"I see that you have a very big mouth; that will be corrected very soon when you realize the trouble you've got yourself in, and disrespecting the Alpha King? You will wish you were dead by the time we are done with you. "

He snarls, other wolves roaring behind me to agree with his words, and I clamp my mouth shut; the chains around my wrist hurting too damn much for fighting against it.

"I say we teach the bitch a lesson, and take turns on her. "

A wolf yells in the crowd, and I bite down on my lips to stop the come back that's begging to slip through; knowing it'll but only get me into trouble.

"Yes, that's right. She should be taught a lesson! For her treachery, and for having the nerves to talk back at the Alpha King. "

Another agrees with the first one, and like that murmurs and sharp angry voices fills the air- on agreeing on the fact that they should take their turns with me.

"Silence!"

The Alpha King says for the first time, holding his hand up with his face fortified just like before, and they all immediately go mute; not one word to be heard again.

"I believe I am still standing before you, and I believe I make the decisions here. I do appreciate your worries for her disrespect to my man, and you're all welcome to make suggestions on how to punish her for it, but for now, you all are dismissed. We shall follow through with the earlier agreement, and have her thrown into the dungeon, and treated like a slave. Moreso is worse for uttering dirt on my name. You may take your leave. "

Whispers of obvious disagreement to his words fill the air, with the others feeling like I need a more severe punishment than the one that's been passed down- like sticking their ugly cocks in me.

I wouldn't call it their need to defend their Alpha, but their selfish desire to put that thing in any lesser female. Group of rotten bastards.

Despite having more to say to the words, they all take their leave, and the man that stands beside the Alpha king looks between the Alpha and I, before following through the same path, and walking out of the room; leaving me with him.

"Move forward, Wolf. "

He says the moment they all evacuate the room, his hands stretched behind his back just like before, and his glare hard.

"I can't. " I grit my teeth at him, eyes furious. " You had me chained, how the fuck am I supposed to move when it hurts like a fucking bitch anytime I try to because you laced the fucking chains with wolfsbane. "

"I see you have quite the mouth. " He speaks, moving from his spot for the first time, and despite my need to keep the strong demeanour on- I fear. I fear because this same man is respected by a pack of alpha's, betas, and other common wolves. If they fear him enough to have that much respect for him, who am I- a powerless wolf- to disrespect him that much? But that doesn't mean I'm backing down either.

"The council was right. I should have let them fuck some sense into you; maybe then you'll realize this is no joke. You're no longer a person of yourself, you lost that right, and freedom the moment you stepped into here. "

"You mean the moment I was dragged here?" I raise my brows at him, challenging him, and I'm surprised to see that he lets out a soft chuckle. One that has a very severe motive to it.

"Stand Wolf. "

He repeats his earlier wolves, and I straighten on my knees, looking him dead in his icy green eyes before saying, "I fucking can't. "

I watch as a muscle ticks in his jaw, and before I know it- he's right before me, hand wrapped tightly around my neck, suppressing the life out of me, and I struggle to get hold of his grip while my wrist burns anytime I try to reach him.

"Let me make this clear to you, Wolf. You are a rogue, and you're not just a rogue. You are a rogue who found peace in hurting her kind, and you will be punished for it. " I still don't understand why they are all saying this. I've never had an encounter with any wolves since I left my pack, but it somehow I hurt them? Just like how?

"You are my slave. You are the Pack's slave, and ours to use as we please. If I want the men to go down on you, then so be it. They will, and you'll accept willingly with no words or restraint from you; you'll spread that pussy between your thighs for them, and you will take their dicks with a smile on your face. You will serve the man just like a slave does, and you'll live in the dungeon just like a worthless useless wolf does because that's exactly what you are. "

He insults me. He insults me both as a person. As a wolf, and as a woman.

"You, Isberlt, " He knows my name. Of course, he knows my name. "Will live the rest of your miserable life serving the pack, and you will pay back in spades every harm that you've caused us. "

"I didn't cause you any damn harm! I made sure to stay out of your freaks business the moment I left, but somehow I've been harming my kind? The fuck you on about?"

I let out a gasp when his grip on my neck tightens, and I'm convinced that the skin there is starting to get bruised.

"I loathe disrespect, Wolf. Have you not noticed that?"

"I did... You... Just haven't.. do anything to earn my respect. And I doubt... You ever will. "

I struggle to form plain words, and I watch the way his eyes forms a darker shade, his grip on my neck tightening even more- blocking the air that flows through my lungs, and I can't help but cry out in pain.

Thanks to the heavens, he lets go of me, ending my torture, and I struggle to breathe- coughing violently.

"Rio!"

He calls, and no longer, the same man that had me in chains appears in the room, eyes moving to my miserable state on the ground for a while, before he bows to the Alpha.

"Have her taken to the dungeons. You may remove the chains from her legs, and her hands, but do not uncollar the one from her neck; she might have managed to keep down her wolf powers, but that doesn't mean it's no longer there. Give her no more than two meals daily, and make sure she doesn't eat unless she's done her works as the Pack's slave. If she tends to prove too stubborn, let me know, and I'll have it looked after too. Out of my presence now. "

"Yes, Alpha King. "

The man replies before bending to pick me from the floor, hands covered in gloves as he drags me away, and I bite down on my lips as pointed looks of hatred follow me as we pass.

What the hell have I done to deserve this?

***

"You shouldn't try to constrain too hard. You will but only get yourself hurt. "

The man, Rio, says as he pushes me to sit on the cemented grounded bench in the dungeon, and I crinkle my nose as I look around the vicinity of the area I will have to live in every day and night. It smells like shit in here, and worse-highly suffocating.

"How am I not supposed to when I'm put in a place like this?"

I resort, and he chuckles before unchaining my hands, and wrists, staring at the deep red bruises that now covers both my wrist.

I sigh before rubbing my hands over it, angry at the fact that I still have no idea why I'm in this mess right now.

"I think the Alpha King can treat you worse than this, take my words for it when I say he's being generous with you. "

He says, standing up, and gazing down at me.

"Being generous? I don't think I did anything wrong to be dragged here in the first place? And you tell me he's being generous? He kidnap me, put me into chains, almost killed me, and then have me dragged into this... " I look around me once again, shaking my head. "This shit looking place that no human should be in. "

"You are no human. "

"Human, or not. I don't understand what I've done to deserve this, and then they keep on going about how I hurt my kind? What the fuck is that about?"

I ask him with raised brows, and he tilts his head to the side, almost as if he's studying me or something.

"Do you truly don't understand why you're hurt, and the harm you've done to the werewolf kind, or you're just pretending?"

"I'm not one to do that. " I tell him, shaking my head. "I don't understand what I've done to deserve this. "

He looks around, seeming hesitant before moving closer to me. "I'm not supposed to utter a single word, and I don't plan to because the Alpha King has his ways of knowing things. He will find out about it, and he'll have me beheaded. The wall's got ears, Isberlt. Soon, you'll understand what you've done to our kind if you truly don't know, but till then, I'll advise you to comply with everything they ask of you. Do not try to fight back, Isberlt. I trust you're smart enough to know fighting back against a pack of strong wolves with no one to defend you, only means death. "

"So I'm just supposed to do everything they say, and accept everything that's thrown at me? Both right, and unjust?"

I scoff, and he lets out a short laugh, his eyes brightening.

"You will have no other choice. As a slave, you don't have any say or choice in anything that's presented to you- you just shut up, and keep your head low. " When I open my mouth to say something again, he holds up his hand, shaking his head. "That's the only way to survive here. If you want to survive at all. "

With that, he moves to create some space between us, giving me a small smile.

I have a feeling he's a bit different from the rest of them. At least, he isn't giving me a hatred look or wanting to cut me down.

"I will take my leave now. Later on, some ladies will come to change your clothes, and have you fed. Just so you know, they might try to annoy you, but don't let it get to you. Stay low, and try to survive. Till I see you again, Isberlt. Which is very soon by the way- I just said that to sound good."

He laughs, and I can't help but chuckle along with him.

He gives me a small head nod before he begins to walk out of the reformatory, and he's almost gone when I stop him. "Why? Why are you being so nice to me?"

I raise my brows at him, and he smiles before nodding towards my body, and I stare down at my torn dirty coat.

"Anyone will that coat is smart, and I like smart people. " He winks, and I can't help but laugh- him acting along with me.

"Also, " He says, staring down with a sad smile covering his face before he meets my eyes again. "Because I used to know you. "

Before I can utter any other word, he walks away; his words floating in the air.

Does he know me?

Where? How?

Who is he to begin with?

Rio? I don't think I have ever met anyone with that name, but he does look like my age. Or two years older at least.

My thoughts are interrupted by two ladies making their way inside the dungeon- one holding clothes, and the other with a tray of food.

My mouth waters, and my stomach grumbles in delight, and I hope to the heavens that they didn't notice that. I can't remember the last time I ate, and now I see the food- I realize I'm starving.

"I can't believe we had to come to give her clothes. Isn't she the slave?"

The one with the blonde hair says, giving me a dirty look. Hello? I'm right before you, and I know you know it.

"Right! Alpha Jax said the Alpha King orders it, and it just makes me so annoyed. She doesn't deserve the treatment considering the harm she did, not to say she disrespected the Alpha King. "

The one next to her- high cheekbones, brown curly hair, and a bratty attitude just like the blond one- says before dropping the tray harshly beside me.

They both stop talking, and turn to glare at me, arms crossed like all those meany girls from school. Who the fuck are they again?

"What are you both staring at? Shouldn't you be out of here by now?"

I raise my brows at them, and they turn to each other, mouth hung open like a bitch waiting to take cum in her mouth before they turn back to me.

"You do not talk back at me, do you understand? You're nothing but a low-class slave that have no manners, and should be taught a lesson. "

See? Bratty.

"You can both kiss my ass. I should refer to you two if talking about manners- gossiping about me right before me? God, attention-seeking much?"

I raise my brows at them, a smirk playing around the corner of my lips when I see that furious look on their face, looking ready to attack me, but coming back to their senses; they back away, slatting at me before walking out of the dungeon.

I stare at the small gown they brought and grit my teeth together.

I'm not going to let them break me.

I will survive.