Atasha Alpha's New Slave

Atasha's Point of View

I WOKE up from an eternal sleep upon hearing loud cries and screams of agony coming outside. I got up and suddenly felt the heat slowly embracing my skin as if our house was in the middle of a blazing fire.

Fire and smoke welcomed my eyes as I peeped from the small window of my hidden place there in the attic. My eyes widened, petrified to see our fellow neighbors killed by the warrior wolves who had Crimson Moon tattoos on their shoulders. Our rival pack... they are attacking us!

I stepped back and breathed heavily. We aren't safe here anymore... we need to escape, or else we will be beheaded, and our bodies will be burnt in fire anytime soon!

I usually do not step out of my hidden place as our father, Julian Greene, doesn't want me to interact with anyone else in the pack. Ever since my identical twin sister, Astrid, and I reached seventeen years old, I was restricted from going out. The Moon Goddess cursed me for not being able to shift; that's what my father thought. With that being said, I'm grateful to the Moon Goddess because the curse didn't belong to my sister.

Afraid of the embarrassment, he sorted out the situation by hiding me. He didn't want to be humiliated by having a cursed child. I totally understand the situation as it is my father also protecting us against other packs. As I turned nineteen with my sister, I realized that my only role was to protect my family because I'm a cursed child at the end of the day. I was thankful that I was still being accepted even if I couldn't shift.

My twin sister could not remove the smile on her face ever since she met the love of her life, but that wasn't the case for me. I don't know the feeling of being in love; if I have been in love, does it also plaster a big smile on my face like my sister? Does it also make me joyful like her? I always look up to Astrid, and I promised the Moon Goddess that I would protect my sister no matter what. She could do incredible things that I could not, and seeing her happy with her mate also makes me content in life. While me? I haven't even interacted with my wolf – only if I had one– and have been waiting for the longest time for me to be able to shift, but that didn't happen. Though, I'm not going to lie; the thought that I can't shift and will die alone for the rest of my life gives me a lot of sleepless nights.

I rushed downstairs and was about to enter Astrid's room when I heard familiar voices from the living room. I didn't hesitate and went there only to see my twin sister on her bent knees, her palms clasped together as her tears were falling endlessly. She's begging our father for something I didn't have any idea about.

"Please, Papa. Do not trade me away! I am begging you! I don't want to go with them... I-I d-don't want to leave Alexander! H-He's my mate, for Moon Goddess' sake!" Astrid cried in despair. I almost jumped when I saw how our father slapped her in the face, making her wail even more.

"Stop it, Papa!" I immediately ran and hugged my sister, protecting her from our abusive father. "What the hell are you doing? We're in the middle of a hopeless fight!"

"Who told you to come out of your room, Atasha?!" he yelled with his face so reddened out of anger.

My lips formed a thin line. He doesn't really care even if I end up getting burnt alive in the cage he made for me. What did we do in the past to have such a vicious and heartless father?

"A-Atasha, h-help me! T-The other pack wants to take me! I-I don't want to go with them. I-I'm scared. . . ."

"W-What? What are you talking about?" I caressed her swollen cheeks. She shook her head as her tears couldn't stop from falling. She couldn't even breathe properly. That made me feel the excruciating feeling deep within me. As her twin sister, I can't bear to see her hurting like this.

I turned my gaze on our father. "What's going on that I didn't know? We're being attacked, yet you're hurting my sister again!"

"Do you really want to know what's going on?" He stepped forward and grabbed my arm by force. A small whimper escaped my lips as his grip was too tight as if he was trying to break my bones. "We are all going to die if she doesn't go with the other pack! Their Alpha wants her, and he will give the peace we ever wanted in return. Your useless sister is the only one who can protect us right now, and she's coming with them no matter what!"

"W-What did you say, Papa? No!" I shook my head and took my arm from his grip. "You can't do that! She's about to get married, don't you remember? She has a mate already! Why would the rival pack's Alpha want to take her? You can't send her away! I won't allow it! Alexander is her–"

"Her mate just died! Crimson Moon's Alpha killed him!" He cut me off, dropping such a bomb that I wouldn't ever want Astrid to hear.

"No! No! Alexander isn't dead. H-He couldn't b-be–" Before Astrid could even finish her word, she lost her consciousness.

"Astrid!" I called her, but she had already fallen into my arms.

Hugging my twin sister was the only thing I could do. The fire was slowly burning our small cold house. Tears started to pool down my eyes as I knew that the situation was too difficult for Astrid. She wouldn't be able to handle the pain of losing her mate... same goes for the sufferings of being someone else's slave.

I am sure that she will be a slave of the Alpha once they take her away... I would never allow that to happen!

"Let me take her." Papa was about to carry her, but I shoved his filthy hands away.

Don't you dare touch my sister! I won't allow you to send her away!" I screamed out of anger.

I glared at him. He inhaled heavily and grabbed my hair, making me scream in pain. "You have no right to tell me what to do! You're just my disgraced daughter! Get off her!"

I hugged my twin sister as tight as I could. It was as if it would be the last time that I would be able to get close to her... as if it would be the last time that I would see her. My tears ran down my cheeks as I felt the sting of pain in my heart.

I have to do something.

I need to protect my twin sister, Astrid. She's my everything...

I kissed her forehead and slowly laid her down on the floor.

"Let me do it, Papa." I let out a deep breath and brushed my tears away before I gazed up at him. "Let me replace her."

His forehead creased. He then released my hair.

"What did you say?" He sounded confused.

I stood up and stared at him bravely. Even though his eyes were smoldering, I didn't even flinch.

"I'll do it, Papa. We have the same face. I bet the Alpha wouldn't be able to tell who is who. He doesn't know that Astrid has a twin sister, does he? So, I will go instead of her. " I sobbed. "And please, don't make things more difficult for her... you know how it felt to lose a mate when our mom died in the war. "

His face softened as if I hit the right spot in his heart. I breathed heavily and looked at Astrid again.

"For once, be a father to my sister . . . from now on, you only have one daughter to take care of. "

The day before the war . . .

Elijah's POV

"FUCK me harder, Sir . . . Urgh!"

"Fuck, you're so tight and wet!" I groaned and spread her legs wider for better entry.

Beads of sweat have formed on my forehead as I keep thrusting faster and harder while I am inside her. Her loud slutty moan engulfed the whole guestroom. She grinded her hips to welcome each attack I made and in one big thrust, I cummed and filled her in.

"Ohh, that was amazing," she said while still catching her breath after a two-round sex. ". . . and unforgettable."

"I will have an important meeting. You can leave," I said coldly.

I got up from bed and took my pants on the floor as I smelled my butler's scent coming into my mansion. I know for sure that my father has sent him again to deliver an important order I need to obey no matter what.

"Can I stay here a bit longer, Sir?" She stood up and embraced me from behind. "You're dressing up too fast for someone who just had sex a few seconds ago. Aren't you tired? Can we cuddle for a minute?"

"No, like I said, I have an important matter to attend to. I need you to go now, slave," I said and then moved her hands away from me so I could grab my t-shirt on the bed and wear it.

"But I'm still feeling sore–"

Getting irritated with her childish tone of voice, I turned to her and gave her a warning with my eyes turning ablaze. "I said go!" I snarled, which frightened her. In one swift move, she gathered all her clothes and ran away crying.

I shook my head and ran my fingers through my hair. How could a sex slave demand something more than what they deserve just like that? Women from the Omegas don't seem to know their places. Those trashes . . . just because the higher ranks have bedded them for minutes, doesn't give them the rights to demand as if they are royals.

I tossed that thought away upon seeing Joaquin entering the room.

"So he has something to say again?" I curiously asked my butler who doesn't show any emotion on his face.

The old man cleared his throat before he spoke, "Your father wants you to personally announce your arranged marriage with Margaux tomorrow night at the banquet, as it will be the same night of you taking over the throne."

"Did I ever agree to that arrangement?" I raised a brow. I can't believe we are having the same conversation again. "How many times do I have to say that I can be the next Alpha without a fucking Luna? I don't need a wife, Joaquin."

Rage started to get into my nerves. Father is too persistent when it comes to this marriage he's trying to pull off to ensure that being the next leader of the pack, I will appear as powerful in front of everyone and to the enemies who are interested to get the throne. For that to happen, he believes that I need a right woman who can be my Luna.

He thinks that Margaux Deveraugh, the daughter of his loyal Beta, could be a perfect fit, that's why he arranged everything without my approval.

"You know how being a leader works, Elijah. Having a Luna is important to strengthen your leadership. It's not something you can easily ignore just because you want to. Having a wife on your side is not an add-on but a responsibility. You should've tried harder to find your mate to avoid this hassle though," he said and shrugged.

My eyes squinted with his remarks. Does he think I didn't try enough to find my mate?

"You're at it again, Quin. Do you think I'm stupid to not try my luck?"

"I'm just saying you should've tried harder, Elijah," he said without any fear that I might beat his ass because of his rude remarks.

My fucking mate isn't here in our territory after all. I've looked everywhere the moment I reached the right age but she wasn't here . . . as far as I know. The same reason why I stumbled into a mistake of harboring feelings for someone who wasn't worth it.

My hand formed a fist. Bittersweet memories started to whirl through my head but before they could get into my system, I shoved them all away.

If only my mate was here . . .

I sighed heavily and massaged the temple of my nose. Joaquin was still waiting for my decision, as if his life depends on it. I wouldn't be surprised by it as I know my father very well. One unsuccessful task makes him furious, which leads to a severe punishment. Even my butler is not an exception to that.

"Where's my father?" I asked.

"In his home. He's preparing to go with the warriors. They are going to attack the rival pack today."

"And he has the time to start another war, huh?" I shook my head and walked past Joaquin.

"Wait, Elijah! Where are you going?" He followed me as I walked towards the double doors.

"I need to talk to my old man. He should stop meddling into someone else's life . . . especially mine."

***

THE moment I stepped into my parents' premises, I already smelled my old man's scent coming from the huge garden my mother has been taking care of.

My jaw clenched in anger. I marched to the garden and saw my father in his full armor clothes and checking out the flowers in front of him. I ran towards him in a flash, and was about to throw a big strike on his face, however, he's faster enough to catch my fist before it landed on him. He then punched me in my stomach with all his might.

I growled and felt the fire igniting inside of me. I fought back and attempted to throw a kick into his head but he easily dodged my movement. My fangs and nails started to grow out. I attacked him again with all my strength. I was able to hold his neck and pushed him into the wet grass.

To my surprise, he laughed and shook his head.

"I didn't know you still have that strength in you, El. I thought you got weaker when your ex-lover left the pack after cheating on you," he said menacingly.

It wasn't even a big punch but I felt the sting in the inside. Words hit differently, indeed. My lips formed a thin line and released him immediately. I stood up and looked away.

I heard another laugh from him. "You shouldn't be starting a war against your own father in the first place, son. I totally know where to hit you the best."

"Shut up!" I glanced at him angrily. "Let me tell you this again, Father. You have no right to meddle with my life. I am not a child anymore!"

"Looks like your stupid butler didn't succeed with the task I've given him," he said and looked at someone behind me. "You'll have your punishment once I get back, Joa–"

"He's my servant. Not yours! And I tell you again, I can be an Alpha without a Luna. I'm not going to marry anyone just because you say so," I stated firmly.

"Hmm, you said you aren't a child anymore but your actions are different. You're avoiding your responsibility as a soon-to-be Alpha. Isn't it an act of a child?" He walked towards me and patted my shoulder. "Anyway, it's your birthday tomorrow. You should be prepared to take over the throne and announce your marriage with Margaux. I'll get back in time and prepare a new slave for you as a gift."

The side of my lips curled up. "I'll accept the gift, Father . . . but not the arranged marriage, and that's final."

Atasha's POV

I witnessed a great slaughter as soon as I left our house. Bloods and dead bodies were all over the place, houses were burned by the fire and cries could be heard anywhere. I looked above the night sky and it was aglow with the full moon shining brightly as if the Moon Goddess approved this tragedy.

As I took a few steps while roaming my eyes to the horrible end of our small community, Crimson's pack suddenly appeared and surrounded me like a criminal being cornered. Some of them were still in their human forms while the others have shifted into their ferocious wolves.

My gaze darted on Alpha Samuel, whose body was beaten up to death, on his bent knees while tied up. Our Alpha got defeated, this means that our pack is doomed.

Two warriors held my arms. I tried to pull them off but they were so strong that a slight move could already break my bones.

"I-I'll come with you," I announced firmly, fisting my hand to get all the courage I needed to face these dangerous wolves. "But you have to do what you promised . . . that you'll give our pack the peace we want! That there will be no war between us from now on!"

My decision to be Astrid's replacement is final as this is the only way I can protect her from any harm. If becoming a slave to the new Alpha is the only way I can save my sister, I won't hesitate even a bit. Comparing her life to mine, hers has more essence.

She needs to live . . . that's how I love her so dearly.

I looked back at our house. I hope our father will do the right thing this time. I let him escape with my twin sister in his arms so that no one from the Crimson will be able to harm them.

"I like your sudden bravery, young pup."

A tall man with a ruthless spartan-like physique slowly walked towards me. He was in full armor clothes that scream dominance and power. I didn't even have to guess who he was. Based on his glowing red pair of eyes, pointed fangs and lethal aura, I know that he's Alpha Gregory, the old leader of our rivals, which our pack has been trying to defeat, but to no avail.

"I need your assurance, Alpha," I stated, biting my tongue to fight the fear that's trying to creep in me. "N-No more wars. . . ."

He touched my chin and made me look up at him. "For now, yes."

My eyes widened with his remarks. "No, that's not what my father told me! The peace needs to be perma–"

"Tie her up. Blindfold her eyes and tape her mouth. I don't want to hear loud whines on our way home," he ordered in full authority.

From the scent of smoke, down to the scent of mist in the forest . . . chilling road and then the sunlight slowly burning my skin after a long time, it took me hours of walking barefoot until I heard them singing a triumph song, indicating that we reached their territory.

"Slave, welcome to your new hell, the Crimson Moon's territory," said by the Alpha who laughed devilishly before I heard the metal gates open.

***

ALMOST an hour passed and I could still see the darkness of being blindfolded. The Alpha ordered his men to take me in the 'cage'. My heart was pounding aggressively inside my chest. The hallway where we were walking was so silent and cold that it made me feel so bothered.

One of them walked towards me and finally removed the garments in my head. My eyes immediately roamed around the cell I'm in. Everything is painted black. The little sunlight coming from the window was the only thing that lightened up the place a bit. It's cold and every wall is whispering death . . .

"Pup, this will be your room, the same place you're gonna die eventually," said the werewolf who forcibly removed the tape on my mouth.

I groaned and glared at him.

"Should I be scared now?" I talked back bravely, as I gathered all my strength not to stutter. I don't want them to see that I am afraid of them. If they see me trembling even a little bit, they would try to scare me more.

A warrior ran towards me and pulled my hair. "How dare you talk back to our Beta that way? You're just a fuckin' slave from the pack we defeated. You're good as a hopeless dog from now on, don't you know about that?"

"Oh, thanks for reminding me about it. That's very kind of you," I said in full sarcasm.

"Brace yourself, slave. The soon-to-be Alpha will devour you soon." Beta grabbed the black garment and put it back in my head.

I was just lying down on the cold ground, growing tired as a lot of thoughts were whirling through my head. I stayed there, crying myself to sleep until I heard heavy footsteps walking towards my cage.

I heard them unlocking the cell door which made me get up despite my weak and trembling body.

They entered the cell. My breath hitched when I felt that someone knelt in front of me. And when he sighed, my heart started to thump aggressively.

"What the hell did they do, Joaquin?" He asked. His deep voice sounds ruthless but euphonic at the same time. I never heard such a comforting voice like his before . . .

Who is he? Why does he sound . . . concerned?

He removed the rope tied on my wrist. I was relieved the moment my hands were both freed. His large veiny hands then removed the garment on my head.

I gasped upon seeing the face of this unfamiliar werewolf in front of me. For an unknown reason, I turned red when his wayfarer-blue eyes glanced at me. This is the first time that I have seen a werewolf this close. It looks like we are the same age, even though he has facial hair. His eyes squinted; I guess I had already looked at him for a long time and more than I should. What did I do? My hands were shaking, and I embraced myself as I felt nervous. His face comes closer and closer. I'm not yet ready to die.

"State your name," he commanded as his eyes were still locked in mine; it's as if it's trying to connect through me. I could no longer look at him as I felt beads of sweat on my forehead keep pouring in. My rapid heartbeat is the only sound that I'm hearing right now.

"You heard the soon-to-be Alpha. State your name, young lady," said the other werewolf behind him, who seems to be his servant. I came back to my senses and tried to open my mouth.

"M-My name is . . ." I swallowed the lump in my throat as I tried to gaze at his piercing eyes. "A-Atasha . . . f-from the Silver Moon pack."

"Atasha . . ." he repeated, which made me more nervous. Why does my name sound endearing when he says it? I want to hear it again.

His cold gaze is screaming danger, complete destruction . . . yet I don't know why I feel a sense of comfort. Something inside me is telling me that I am safe now. But why?

He is the soon-to-be Alpha, the same werewolf who will own me.

"Y-Yes . . ." I said with my mouth running dry.

"Joaquin, let's walk her to my room so she can take a bath. Call the pack doctor to treat her wounds. She won't heal on her own." The side of his lips curled up; a ghost of a smile escaped from it that made me confused a bit.

Does he know I can't shift?

"You also need to prepare good clothes for her. She's my guest. She'll be joining me in the banquet later."

"But she's–"

"That's an order. She should join us. She's a birthday gift to me, after all."