Caught In Between Two Alphas

Kyra's POV

Pain exploded across my back.

"Tell me the truth, you worthless child!"

"I swear, I didn't take it!" I pleaded as my father whipped me. Behind him, Myra and my stepmother stood laughing while I choked back tears.

My father's most prized possession, a golden ring made for him by the Pack's famous goldsmith, had suddenly gone missing.

I didn't know anything about it until he stormed into my room, dragged me out like a ragdoll, and ordered the guards to tie me to a pillar in front of the Pack house.

I only realised the gravity of the situation when Myra pointed at me, accusing me of stealing the ring.

I tried to deny the accusation.

I told him it wasn't me, but it was futile. My words meant nothing to him. He only listened to my stepmother and stepsister.

"She's a thief! A useless princess who steals," my stepmother shouted.

Her words were like fuel to a raging fire. It made my father whip me even harder.

I begged and pleaded with him, but each plea was met with a harder strike, and another, until I hung limp over the pillar.

"Mother, please help me," I cried out to my dead mother, wishing she had never left me alone with these cruel people.

"Worthless, good-for-nothing, wolf-less brat!'' Father cursed, whipping me one last time.

I sagged against the pillar, too weak to move anymore. My back burned. I could only imagine the number of scars this would leave.

"Since you've decided to act like a criminal, you'll be treated like one. You will be locked in your room with no food or water until you return my ring," Father declared.

I didn't respond. I could barely lift my head.

"If anyone gives her food or water, they'll answer to me," he threatened everyone.

He tossed his whip aside and ordered the guards to take me to my room and lock me up.

I watched as two guards untied me and dragged me to my room like I was a corpse.

They gently placed me on the bed. They apologized for the pain before locking me up in my room.

I understood why they were hard on me in front of their Alpha.

I wept all alone in bed.

"Why didn't you take me with you?" I sobbed; I couldn't feel any part of my body.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door, followed by laughter.

"How's your back?" Myra taunted.

"You think you're smart."

"You're worthless, always have been, and always will be. Remember that next time you want to play smart," my stepmother added.

They snickered and laughed as they walked away. But their words lingered like poison, making me wish for death.

When night finally came, I felt a bit better.

The pain had dulled just enough for me to breathe easily. This wasn't the first time I'd been beaten, I'd learned how to survive pain.

My heart skipped when the door creaked open and a guard stepped inside.

"The Alpha wants you to join him outside," he reported.

My breath caught in my throat when I heard this. I wondered what my father wanted.

"Has he forgiven me and now wants to hear me out?" I mused, thinking my dream for a fatherly love was finally coming true.

I followed the guard outside the mansion.

The entire Pack was gathered along with my father, stepmother, and Myra, all looking grim and sullen.

"What's going on here?" I asked the guard, but he didn't respond.

"What took you so long?" Someone growled from behind, sending shivers down my spine.

I turned to see who it was and froze.

Alpha Roderick.

The Devil Alpha, feared by many.

His red eyes glowed as he glared at me.

He came closer, and I instinctively stepped back. I felt my knees go weak, but my father caught me and shoved me forward before I could fall.

"Behave yourself before your husband, Kyra," Father announced, shocking me to my core.

"Husband?!" I looked at him, stunned.

Tears welled in my eyes as I realized why I was called outside.

My father had sold me to the Devil Alpha for the sake of his Pack and home.

"When you're done, bring her to me," Alpha Roderick said, walking past with his eyes on me.

I trembled at his cold gaze. I couldn't marry that man.

Once he was gone, I dropped to my knees, crawled towards my father and held his feet.

"Father, please," I begged. "Don't make me go with him

"Is it because of the ring? I'll look for it, Father. I'll find it, I promise!" I cried.

"I'll do anything! I'll work with the servants, wash with the Omegas... anything! Father, please, I'd rather die than go with him!" I pleaded, not minding the looks the Pack members gave me.

"If you say you'd do anything, then go with your husband! He has paid for you. You have no choice," Father concluded, kicking me with his feet.

I fell to the ground, devastated.

"See this as a chance to be useful to your people for once. You're bringing peace by being his Luna. Don't bring us any more shame," my stepmother reprimanded, digging her fingers into my arms.

She dragged me towards the guards, and with a signal from Father, the guards pulled me away, taking me to meet Alpha Roderick.

I thrashed and screamed for help, but no one cared.

"Father, please! I don't want to go!" I cried, but no one listened to my pleas. They all acted like I never existed, and that shattered me even more.

The guards brought me before Alpha Roderick, who had seen the whole drama between me and my family.

His red eyes darted to me, chilling me to my bones. He grabbed my wrist tightly and whispered.

"You are my bride now, Kyra. I own you."

Goddess! I've been given out to the devil himself as a bride.

Kyra's POV

I've heard and seen how young girls like me are given to their mates with love, in a beautiful manner.

I've always wished to go through the werewolf bonding ritual with the one the goddess fated for me, but now, my destiny has been changed forever.

I've been sold to Alpha Roderick like a slave. A tool to be used any time it's needed.

This is no love at all.

After leaving the Redwood Pack, Alpha Roderick brought me back to his Pack, Devil's Bay.

I've heard rumors of many entering this Pack and never returning.

Some said once you stepped into the devil's den, there was no way of returning to the entrance. Others claimed that the people would feast on the flesh of the newcomer, so they couldn't find their way out.

But I feel like my soul is already leaving my body, and I haven't even been torn apart yet.

The Pack was dark as they described it. The faces of the people looked pale, like those in need of blood.

All of these troubled my heart until we arrived at the Alpha's mansion.

When we stepped in, I found about twenty to thirty servants at the entrance, with all heads bowed at Alpha Roderick, in a straight line.

It felt like a cult, especially with the theme of his home, and it spiked more fear into me.

"So, I'm in the devil's den?" I asked no one in particular. My eyes hovered around while I followed Alpha Roderick.

"Take her to her room," he ordered without looking at me.

Two maids walked up to me quickly, directing me to a darker part of the mansion.

I felt chills all over as we walked through the hallway. It was like walking through the tunnels of hell.

"Welcome to your new home, Luna," one of the maids said sweetly to me.

I didn't know how to respond to that, but looking at the way they smiled, I couldn't help but give a small smile.

They took me into a very large room-larger than my bedroom back at home.

"Make yourself comfortable. We'll return with a nice dress and your meal."

"You can use the bathroom there to freshen up."

They both smiled at me before leaving the room.

When they were gone, I fell to my knees, tears streaming down my cheeks.

My heart was heavy, and I couldn't believe my biological father could sell me without any care in the world.

"Why, father?" I wept bitterly, covering my face.

"All I ever wanted was for you to love me, but you never did. You never showed me care," I cried, remembering all the harsh treatments from my father right from childhood.

He has always favoured my stepmom and Myra. He gave them all they needed, but never showed me any love.

His actions today have shown me my place in his life.

I was nobody to him.

I sat on the ground, my legs folded and my chin resting on my knee, and I thought about my life.

The thought of showering didn't interest me, not even eating moved me. The only thing I wanted was to die and leave this world for good.

"That way I can find peace," I sniffed, still sitting on the floor.

Not too long after, I heard the sound of the door opening. I looked and saw the maids from earlier. They were back.

They brought a black night robe and a tray of food. When they saw me, they asked if I had taken my bath, but I didn't give them an answer.

"My lady, the Alpha won't be pleased if he sees you like..." she paused.

I noticed how they both looked at each other with fear, dropping the things they had and leaving the room in haste.

What was that?

I wanted to go and find out what the problem was, but the door opened once again and two glowing red eyes fell on me.

Fear engulfed me at once, and I stepped back.

"Why haven't you changed?" He growled.

He stepped in and shut the door behind him.

My body started vibrating after I saw what he had on. He only wore a pair of trousers. His chest was bare.

"What... What are you doing?" I stammered, drawing back further.

He growled at me before ordering, "Undress."

"What?" My eyes widened at his command.

What does he mean by that?

I thought I'd heard wrong, not until his deep voice loudly said, "Take off your clothes!"

I took another step back.

"No, I... I can't do that," I refused. I shook my head, still moving backwards.

"No? Did you just say no to me?" He lifted one of his brows.

I didn't know whether to nod or speak out. I was too shocked to do either.

I wanted to repeat my words when Alpha Roderick appeared before me in a flash, grabbing me by the jaw.

He gripped me tightly, using his other hand to pull me close to him.

I stared into his bloody eyes as he showed his displeasure at my refusal.

"I don't take no for an answer, Kyra. You seem to have forgotten that you belong to me now. I'm your husband. This is our wedding night. You better behave yourself or I'll make you pay," he threatened.

He tightened his grip around my jaw, dragged me to the bed and tossed me onto it. I tried to lift myself off quickly, but Roderick came on me with speed.

One of his hands pinned both of my hands down on the bed, while the other grabbed my dress.

"No, let me go!" I shouted, trying to fight him off.

He almost ripped my dress off, but I swung my legs at him, and he moved back.

I was a bit surprised but also relieved.

I immediately got out of bed and yelled at him while dragging myself to a corner.

"Don't come near me, you monster! I'm not your wife nor your bride!"

I made it clear to him.

My heart pounded as I stared at the powerful man feared by many.

Kyra's POV

"Get back to bed."

"No!" I refused.

I remained at the corner, shocked at Roderick's plan to sleep with me.

I just had to stand my ground, no matter what and stop him from getting closer to me.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

He came closer to me again, like the demon he was, and this time around, he didn't toss me into bed.

He pinned my hands against the wall while his lips found their way to my neck.

I was irritated by it and struggled to break free from this nightmare.

"Leave me!" I begged, still feeling his lips trailing my neck with kisses.

When he attempted to take my clothes off again, I panicked and increased my struggles.

"ENOUGH!" Roderick roared.

Fear filled me when I heard that voice. I looked at his face and noticed how intense his eyes glowed, and his fangs were almost bulging out.

It terrified me because this was the first time I was seeing this.

He was truly a demon.

"Don't push me to the point of hurting you, or you'll regret it," he threatened.

His hands tightened around mine. I could feel his claws almost digging into my flesh.

"You're a weak wolf. Stop trying to act all tough. You should be grateful that someone like me wants to touch you, instead of acting all stubborn," he said to me.

That word hit me like a ton of bricks.

He just called me a weak wolf like my father, stepmother and Pack members.

"I saw how everyone hated you back at your Pack and couldn't wait to get rid of you. It's clear you are worthless to them, and no one wants you."

"That's... That's not... True," I stammered, trying to prove him wrong.

But Alpha Roderick laughed at me mockingly. His laughter sent terror through me.

"If it isn't true, why, then, did your dear father accept a couple of silver coins to sell you off? Why did he trade you for his people? Explain that to me, Kyra," he challenged.

I felt ashamed just hearing all those words from his mouth. It made me regret ever being born into the Redwood Pack as the daughter of the Alpha.

"I'm giving you a chance to be useful to me, and you're acting all high and mighty. You are in my Pack now. Keep that in mind from now on." He grabbed me closer to himself, squeezing my arm.

I winced at the strong grip. Before I knew it, I found myself back in bed again.

Roderick came to the bed, trying to get on me. I turned over and looked at his face.

He was a handsome man with every feature that a woman would desire. But his status as the Devil Alpha planted fear in all. It was something that kept every woman away from him, including me.

I watched how his body pressed down on me as he got ready to take off my clothes.

When I felt the closeness of his body, I immediately screamed, "No!"

And just like that, Alpha Roderick got off me.

I looked and saw that he was fuming. He was glaring at me with rage in his eyes.

Before I knew it, he dragged me out of bed and right out of the room.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" I yelled at him, but he didn't listen to me.

He kept dragging me through the hallway to goddess knows where, and all the servants we came across couldn't do anything but hide their faces in fear.

He dragged me to the dungeon below his home and locked me up in one of the cells.

A heavy smell, strong enough to kill a person, engulfed me. I looked back and found bones in the cell.

I screamed, begging him to open the dungeon door and let me out.

"Since you want to be stubborn, you will spend the night here as punishment," he said and walked away.

"Please! Get me out of here!" I cried, but no one was around to help me.

The strong smell of the dead wolves made me vomit in the cell. I had to rip a part of my dress and cover my nose. I stayed near the bars for fresh air.

But it was useless.

Goddess, why is all this happening to me? What crime did I commit?" I sobbed.

I spent the night in the dungeon and was freed in the morning by a guard, who took me back to my room.

Those two maids from last night came in with a fresh set of clothes and made my bath. I had no choice but to bathe. I scrubbed hard to remove the smell of that place from me.

When I finally washed up and got dressed, Alpha Roderick came back again!

He tried to force himself on me again, and I refused him, and just like last night, Roderick punished me.

This time, he didn't send me to the dungeon. He got a whip of his own and struck me with it.

I cried in pain, bearing this torment.

"You want to be stubborn, don't you?" He kept striking.

Not satisfied, he sent me to a part of the mansion where he had lots of animals for butchering and made me clean up their dung.

I did all of these while I was watched by his guards, who were told to whip me if I tried to act stubborn.

Despite all of these, I still didn't allow Roderick to touch me, and that made him furious, increasing my punishment.

He took me out of the bedroom and dropped me at another part of the dungeon, declaring it my new room.

"You'll only be treated better when you submit to me," he said to me.

Even though this dungeon was uncomfortable, it was still better than the one filled with corpses.

But I still felt pain from all the beatings I endured. It made me wish for nothing but death from the goddess.

"Please, take my life," I begged the goddess.