Contracted Mate To Alpha Konan Of Oceanwolf Pack

MADELINE'S POV

"The shameless bitch lost my baby. Who told her to interfere with the affairs of the slaves and

servants. I strongly instructed and warned her to be careful and specific with what she takes for

the sake of the baby, and out of carelessness, she gobbled down a herbal tonic that wasn't hers

to take in the beginning. For disobeying me and killing my pup due to carelessness, I am going to

punish her dearly for it."

"Dan!!!" his voice bellowed which showed he was smitten with pure anger and fury. "Bring

Madeline to the execution room." And he sauntered angrily out of the hallway.

From my room enclosed with brick walls, I could hear Alpha Konan's voice thundering and

ranting. My heart sank further into despair. Alpha Konan had always been unsympathetic and

ruthless when dealing with me, and today's own won't be any different. He was feared by all

and respected by none for his compassion because they didn't exist. I huddled myself together

on the tiny bed in my room, my gaze fixed on the wall opposite me.

Despite his uncompassionate nature, he was the father of the unborn baby, and I had dared to

hope they the child might change our fate-his disdain for me and helplessness in this world.

Fast forward to now, everything had gone down the drain, scattered with the wind. I knew this

was going to make me suffer more hardships, disrespect, and scorn from him and every trusted

ally around him.

My room door opened ajar and a warrior werewolf came in. His eyes held no pity as he

motioned for me to stand. He jabbed me with the stick he held in his hands with no form of

respect, and I stumbled on my feet, enduring his rough treatment silently till I got to the

execution room. I was still wearing my dress, the dress which I wore when I miscarried my baby.

It was stained with blood, dry blood. I was unwilling to let go of the dress that made me see

the color red traveling from my womanhood, trickling down my thighs, and forming a river of

blood on the ground below me. I hoped I would be pinched by someone and I would be told it

was all a dream.

Alpha Konan stood up from his seat, dragged me from where I was standing, and threw me to

the ground mercilessly, making me wince in pain.

The execution room not only contained Alpha Konan, but it also lied to people who had

disdain, disgust, and scorn written on their faces. I did not like to be pitied, but my knees

became weaker when I saw no evidence of pity in any of their faces.

With my vision becoming more blurry than ever, I huddled myself together on the cold tiled

floor, gathering my blood-stained garment to cover the dried blood on my thighs and legs, and

waited patiently for Alpha Konan's judgment.

"For killing Alpha Konan's baby out of your undue carelessness, I sentence you to hard labor."

My once gloomy eyes widened more than normal, and I sincerely hope I didn't hear well.

Hard labor in the Oceanwolf pack was a sentence given to hardened criminals and traitors. It

meant engaging in long, exhausting tasks and dangerous work, all meant to break you and

remind you of your place. But as a contracted mate to Alpha Konan, I didn't deserve this kind of

treatment and punishment. I was ready to endure everything, but not hard labor. This, I know,

would be very difficult to survive.

"Alpha Konan, please. Temper justice with mercy. It was not intentional for me to miscarry the

baby," I said as I forced myself to plead.

He walked up to me with full-length angry strides, crouched to my level, and squeezed my ja,w,

whispering venomously into my ear.

"Look at me, Madeline. This is the start of the hell you are going to see. You will regret ever

knowing me or having anything to do with me. For killing my child, I am going to kill you a

thousand times. You will crave death and you won't find it anywhere. Listen, you are not even

allowed to take your own life because if you do, I will make sure I go to the ends of the earth to

revive you. I only have the right to kill you in this life."

"Drag her out of here!!!" Alpha Konan commanded and two guards came and dragged me out.

I struggled under their grip and pleaded repeatedly. Who was I kidding?

This was the true nature of the iron-fisted alpha Konan. When he makes up his mind, it is final.

All my plea fell on deaf ears and when I got to my room, a servant lady was already there

waiting to escort me to my new hellhole.

There was no time to bid the room that had seen most of my tears goodbye. With my blood?stained clothes, I trudged behind the servant lady to my new hell hole, the chains around my

wrists clinking with every step I took. On my way, I reminisced about all the events that caused

me to be in this position today.

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My name is Madeline, born and raised in Oceanwolf pack. My family was among the poorest

living in the pack, and surviving every day was frustrating. My family moved from house to

house, begging to see if we could see something to eat and get by daily. Hunger was always with

us, like a shadow we couldn't escape. My life fell apart when I was twelve. My parents couldn't

take it anymore, and out of desperation, they sold me to the Alpha family of the pack, and I was

forced to go work for them and serve them. I didn't hate them either, but I couldn't forgive

them.

I learned quickly: keep quiet, keep working, and never look anyone in the eye. Speaking up

earned me a slap or worse. The other servants avoided me. Some whispered that I "was the girl

sold by her own family" like that made me less than them.

Alpha Konan noticed me first. Not because he cared, but because he saw me as an easy target.

Even as a teenager, he had this sharp, dangerous edge that made everyone fear him. But I

wasn't important enough to fear, I was just there.

He started with little things: spilling water and blaming me, hiding things I needed to finish my

chores. But one day, it got worse. He dared me to drink wolfsbane.

I will never forget the burning. It felt like fire crawling through my body, stealing my breath. I

collapsed, gasping on the cold marble floor. He just stood there, watching, like he wanted to see

what would happen. He didn't call for help. Not until his father walked in and found me nearly

clinging to life.

Alpha Konan was punished that day severely and that was the last I saw of him. In the years

that followed, I worked until my hands bled and my body ached. I swallowed my pride and

hoped that one day, I would escape.

*****

SIX MONTHS AGO

Konan's installation as the new Alpha was approaching, and preparations were at their highest.

Everyone and everywhere was in a hustle and bustle trying to make the ceremony grand and

perfect, befitting for the new upcoming Alpha.

Top leaders from other packs were all invited to grace the ceremony and everyone was on their

tippy toes because it was also a time to drink and eat without constraint.

I prepared the best dress I had-a white flowing dress, closely and neatly knitted to cinch my

upper body and accentuate the curves of my lower body.

As the ceremony began, the moment everyone was waiting for. Alpha Konan made his grand

entrance. Draped in a leather attire, complemented by a regal purple cape adorned with

gleaming stones.

It was a costume made dress well befitting for royalty. He walked with confidence and well?composed strides, the dim light in the great hall well addressing his manly features.

He had grown over the years and was now strikingly handsome, with his well-toned muscles

and chiseled jaws ready to cut through anything clean without leaving rough edges. The tattoos

on his body crept out of his arms and neck adding to his every dark aura.

His appearance, according to the rumors, was all true, and looking at him up close, I could

attest to it.

Everyone clapped in appreciation and approval. The grand ceremony to welcome the new

Alpha ended and it was time to make merry. Every servant and guard were all given the night off

to join in the bliss of enjoyment. Everybody I saw around had a bottle of alcohol in hand, and I

decided to unwind a little and joined the crew.

Feeling the need to unwind, I joined in the party. One drink turned to two, then three, until a

particular drink caught me off guard. Its effect was immediate. A wave of dizziness and heat

consumed me, making it hard for me to think or move coherently.

Disoriented, I staggered into an unknown room.

"Who is there?" A thick rich voice thundered from somewhere within the room. I flinched, and

at that moment, I recognized the shadow in the corner, hairs matted to his face.

In my intoxicated state, I came closer and I was met with his icy blue stare, his musky and

alluring scent filling my nose. The stranger engaged me in eye contact, which had me

unflinching under his gaze.

Before I could process anything, he wrapped his hands around my neck and pinned me to the

wall behind me, his hot breath fanning my face making the hairs on my neck stand. I could tell

he was drunk too. I could see it in his wild, unrestrained gaze.

Whatever followed next was sensual.

That was the first intimacy I ever had and also one that sent my life rolling down into the great

abyss.

ALPHA KONAN'S POV

I woke up to the sun sending piercing rays through my room window. I squinted my eyes to

avoid the rays from getting further entrance into my eyes. I sat upright on my bed and ran my

hands on my disheveled hair. Then, I noticed I was sharing my bed with someone.

Not that it was unusual. It happened almost every day of the week. Women often found their

way into my bed, seeking favor or simply drawn by my title or prestige.

The lady on my bed was stark naked with only the duvet to cover her shame. I could see the

crimson red under where she slept, and then I knew for a fact that she was a virgin; I just broke.

I took a closer look at her and my stomach churned. It was Madeline, my most dreaded and

mortal servant. The realization hit like a thunderclap. How come she ended up in my room and

sharing a bed with me? I tried to piece the haze of last night, it was impossible. This was the first

time I had taken alcohol and it clouded my sense of judgement. Something wasn't just right.

"What have I just done?" I scrunched my face and facepalmed. Of all the beautiful maidens in

the mansion, she was the last person I wanted to share a bed with. There was nothing that

could be done about it; the deed had been done.

But then, like a predator, a dark thought crept in. Perhaps this wasn't a mistake. Perhaps it was

fate handing me the perfect tool for revenge. Now that I had bedded her and taken her dignity, I

had her wrapped around my little fingers. I was going to taunt her with it. I smirked coldly, a

smirk of victory.

I bullied and tormented Madeline while growing up and in one of those times, I forced her to

drink wolfsbane. I was curious as to how wolves reacted to wolfsbane, so I made her and a

couple of other servants drink the deadly poison just to satisfy my curiosity.

After all, she was a servant, a person whose destiny rested solely on the palms of her master.

She was created, born, and sold to the alpha mansion to serve her purpose, and anything I did

to her was justified.

My father caught me in the act, and he went irate. He resolved to punish me severely for my

cruelty. He decreed a duel between the both of us.

The intense fight ended even before we started. It concluded with a strategic strike that threw

Elyan, my wolf, flying several meters above the ground, rendering me bedridden for days.

My father taught me a lesson in humility, which I lost. Humiliated and banished to the borders,

I spent years fighting rogue wolves to prove my worth.

I took a look at her petite body once more, lying fully sprawled on my bed, and anger stemmed

in my very core. I pushed her off the bed with my feet and stood towering above her.

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MADELINE'S POV

And there was a thud. I met myself on the rock-hard floor. I opened my eyes and found myself

stark naked. Then it dawned on me, I had messed up.

While trying to look for my dress in the pile of clothes scattered around, I was met with a figure

standing above me. I ran my eyes from his feet up to his waist, which housed his v-line shape

that disappeared into his trousers. His mouth-watering chiseled abs and broad shoulders were

well sculptured like that of a vengeful Greek god, down to the sternest icy blue eyes I had ever

seen.

The eyes contained every form of irritation, cruelty, and hate; it was at that moment that I

noticed the presence of the person standing in front of me.

No-- this couldn't be Alpha Konan, and I couldn't be in his room, naked. Taking a quick look

around the room, my fear became a realization.

"Awake," his rich voice resonated around the room. This wasn't the time to dwell on how sexy

or how seductive his voice sounded. The only thing on my mind was way out of the mess I had

just created.

"Can't you respond," he said gritting his teeth.

"No......yes," I replied stuttering. Take your clothes and find your lowliness out of my room.

"How dare you seduce me and spend the night in my room?" You have one minute. Anything

after a minute and you will be in the netherworld.

Okay. But seduce him? This accusation was absurd, but I knew better than to argue. I had no

memory of how I got here and I cowered in fear as I scrambled around for my dress and

underwear. It was then I recognized the blood stain on the duvet.

I noticed the bloody duvet. My heart sank and I realized the extent of what had happened. The

blood stain glared at me like a brand of shame, and I requested a little time to dress up.

"Dare me, he threatened and the first order I will give as the alpha is to tear you to pieces and

give your corpse to the dogs to eat. Out of my room! His voice vibrated with all hostility."

That brought me out of my reverie, and I sauntered out of the room half-naked into the

hallway with the bloody duvet to cover my shame. I prayed for the hallway to be empty and

everyone still in their quarters. And seeing no one around, I scurried to the servant's quarters.

"Where have you been all night," Petra, a servant and a close acquaintance of mine, asked. I

waited up for you all night and you didn't show up.

"Why are you shabby?" She asked, her face showing all seriousness, increasing the ever?present wrinkle on her forehead. All of a sudden, her facial expression changed and she grinned

from ear to ear.

"Don't tell me... you were with Drey!"

"Yeah, Drey", I mumbled.

Drey was my sweet, kind boyfriend and a warrior werewolf who lived and also served the

alpha and his family. Our relationship was still in the early stages of holding hands and getting to

know each other. We haven't even had our first kiss yet. I had not just cheated on Drey with the

Alpha, I also lost my dignity to him.

I couldn't bear to tell Petra the truth. How would I even say it? I have always wanted to give my

dignity to someone who worshipped and adored me, but that was all in the past.

This was an irrevocable mess I had put myself in and roping Drey into it wasn't fair at all.

"Madeline, are you okay?" Petra asked sucking me out of my reverie for the umpteenth time

that day.

"Yes, I am", I replied curtly.

"Prepare yourself. There is an event coming up later in the day and we must be present to

serve."

"What event?" I asked.

"Mate choosing ceremony, the right person to be on par with Alpha Konan will be chosen

today," Petra answered.

"Alpha Konan hasn't found his mate? Is he incapable of finding his mate? Why is there a mate?choosing ceremony for him?" I asked.

Petra shrugged. "Not every alpha finds their mate. Sometimes they choose from the pack. An

alpha needs a Luna, Madeline. His mate could be among the chosen girls. Who wouldn't want

to be his mate? Alpha Konan looked so handsome yesterday, with his regalia exuding grace,

elegance, and glory. Did you see how he swiftly commanded everyone without saying a word? I

just wish I could be his mate. We would be a match made in heaven and on earth bound to the

moon......."

I watched as Petra daydreamed and ranted on. I just wished my predicament ended with

daydreaming and I had nothing personal to do with Alpha Konan.

That was my dire wish. Deep down, I knew I was done for.

ALPHA KONAN'S POV

Werewolves are always excited when they hear of mates, their fated ones. And if by age

eighteen, their fated ones have not been found, they are thrown into anxiety, sometimes

leading to incurable depression that consumes the soul.

But I? I scoffed at the concept. To me, it was an age long nuisance of werewolves. It was upheld

by fools, who couldn't see the chains it placed on their freedom. I resolved early not to follow

that traditional part.

I hadn't rested from the installation ceremony, and the council of elders was up and about

encouraging me to commence the journey of parenthood and bear children who will continue

the legacy. They spoke of legacy, honor, and the importance of choosing a Luna.

Together, without much of my consent, they put on a mate-choosing ceremony. I had no option

but to be present because it was the first event I was going to attend as the new alpha.

The anticipation in the great hall was high. I felt nothing, only indifference. The elders

whispered among themselves, confident that I would pick one of their daughters as my mate.

Each girl paraded before me with charm, grace, and carefully rehearsed skills, all eager to

become the Luna of the pack.

I watched the whole show with an expressionless face. They were beautiful, no doubt, but

beauty alone could not lead a pack. I wanted a fierce, intelligent, and strong mate. Someone

who could fight by my side, make decisions in my absence and submit when necessary. These

girls, no matter how skilled or charming they looked, were all bound by their fathers' shadows.

The thought of tying myself to one of them disgusted me. I would not sit and have my decisions

manipulated or my leadership questioned because of familial ties.

When the last girl finished her display, all eyes turned to me. I rose from my seat, commanding

the silence without even trying, and passed out my judgment.

I rejected every single one of them.

Their silence was unusual. The reaction was immediate. The elders, composed a while ago were

visibly shaken. Their carefully crafted alliances and dreams of power had just crumbled at my

words.

The weight of their disappointment didn't faze me as I walked away. They could stew in their

displeasure for all I care. I am the alpha, and my decisions are not subject to their approval.

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MADELINE'S POV

For weeks, the talk about how alpha Konan rejected all the selected girls who were daughters

of influential elders in the pack was the bone of contention.

The fathers of the selected girls even threatened to revolt against Alpha Konan. Alpha Konan

had been extremely quiet. It was like a calm before the storm started raging.

Ever since that night, I still couldn't believe how I ended up in Alpha Konan's room, let alone his

bed. My memory of that evening was blurry, and I was sure something was wrong with the last

drink I had. Maybe I was drugged, or something strange happened. I lost control and did

something I never thought I would, something I deeply regretted.

For days, I felt nauseous, constant emotional discomfort, tender breasts, and a weird appetite. I

clung strongly to denial. My period was already two weeks late and it caused me to seek

answers.

The pack hospital confirmed my fears.

"Congratulations Madeline," Petra chirped, misinterpreting my silence. I am so happy for you.

Drey will be so happy to hear this. I am truly elated for you both." I wasn't even listening to

what Petra was saying. Her joy was a cruel mockery of my reality. The world was spinning

around in front of me, and abortion wasn't an idea I wanted to opt for.

"Madeline," Petra called. You don't seem happy about this. Don't you love Drey anymore? Or Is

this a mistake?"

"Drey isn't the father of the baby in my womb Petra", I blurted out.

Petra found the news unbelievable. "What do you mean?" she asked scrunching her face.

"It is exactly what you heard, I replied. Drey isn't the father of the child in my womb."

"Then who is the father?" Petra asked.

"The alpha, alpha Konan."

"Ugh______," she exclaimed drawing attention from people passing by. Her expression shifted

from surprise to a mixture of shock and confusion in seconds.

"Oh," I hushed her.

"How did Alpha Konan become the father," she whispered to me.

"I don't know," I cried. It happened on the night of his installation ceremony. I barely remember

anything. One moment I was at the feast, the next... I woke up in his bed." My voice broke, tears

threatening to spill.

"Is Drey aware of it?" Petra asked.

"No he isn't", I replied her.

"Madeline this is a disaster. Has anyone told you that you are some crazy-ass bitch? You kept

this information from Drey till it advanced to this," she gestured pointing to my still flat

stomach.

"How do you want to go about it? You know how ruthless alpha Konan is. Do you think he is

going to believe a mere servant girl like you? He would think that you want to impose a baby

that is not his. It was just a one-night stand, Madeline, and you don't stand a chance."

"Petra, there's evidence. He took my dignity that same night," I said

"Madeline!!!"

"You think the ever-formidable Alpha Konan is this gullible, tying him down with the excuse

that he took your dignity?"

"This is so complicated, Madeline. Drey has been so good to you. This pregnancy is going to

change the relationship you both had, it is going to destroy him. Drey's reaction to this is going

to be...... I don't even want to think about it," she said, anxiously.

"How do you intend to break the news to Alpha Konan?"

"No idea", I replied to her.

She shook her head in disbelief and started down the tracks that led to the servant quarters.

My emotions fluctuated between my fear for Alpha Konan, guilt towards Drey and the

impending challenges of motherhood merged with the fear that I may be an outcast among the

female servants and members of the pack when it comes out in the open.

I was going to let Alpha Konan know of the child in my womb. It was either he accepted it or

rejected it and I was prepared more for the latter.

I started down the road that led to Alpha Konan's quarters. I found myself standing nervously

outside the door of his study, anxious to knock at the huge wooden doors. My heart was

pounding heavily.

I thought of ways to break the news to him. The door opened suddenly in front of me, and Dan,

his beta, came out of his office, thoroughly assessing me.

"Who are you and what are you doing here? What business do you have with the Alpha?"

"I don't have a prior arrangement with him. Just let him know Madeline is here to see him", I

replied in the most polite way, my heart still pounding within my chest. He went in and

announced my presence and after a short while, I was ushered in to the study.

"Why do you want to see me," Alpha Konan's voice echoed within the confines of the room. I

was met with his intense gaze as he sat behind his grand desk.

"Alpha Konan, there is something I want to share with you. My voice showed obvious

vulnerability. It took a lot for me not to make a mockery of myself. Alpha Konan crossed his

palms under his jaw, curiosity flickering in his eyes.

"I am listening Madeline." His voice sounded cold and demeaning that I immediately blurt out

the information without thinking.

"I am pregnant with your child." I dared not look at his face.

My composure faltered in every way and I hoped the ground would open up and swallow me.

Alpha Konan left his huge mahogany desk and walked up to me. He lifted my jaw to make me

look at him. His face was expressionless.

"You say you are pregnant with my child Madeline."

"Ye....s Alpha Konan".

I presented to him the test results from the pack hospital. He collected the piece of paper from

my hands and read through the words written on it. I dared not to look at his face. He called

Dan in and Alpha Konan whispered something into his ear and he nodded in approval. Dan left

and there was a momentary silence between us. It was a silence which could be compared to a

double edged sword.

In a short while, Dan appeared with a woman who seemed to be in her fifties and left. She also

like me was also scared of alpha Konan's presence.

"Strip Madeline," Alpha Konan commanded.

My breath hitched. Alpha Konan's unexpected demand hung in the air, my eyes widened in

surprise, and a gasp escaped my lips. My posture faltered deeply, and my face held a mixture of

fear and disbelief.

"What? You mean I should completely go naked in front of everyone here," I softly challenged.

He raised his eyebrows in annoyance.

"The everyone here is just me, you and nurse Maude. You claim to carry my baby, so strip, let

her do a thorough check on you. Don't want to? Do you need my help? Which is it, Madeline."

Nurse Maude looked at me, her eyes telling me to obey him without riling him up further.

Humiliation burned my skin as I stripped myself of everything I wore. In seconds, I was bare in

front of him and nurse Maude. Nurse Maude went further and gave me a pregnancy check up

the crude way.

"Alpha Konan, she is indeed pregnant." "Congratulations Alpha Konan."

"How many weeks gone?" he asked.

"Four weeks gone Alpha," nurse Maude replied.

"You can leave," he told nurse Maude. I was still unclad and his icy stare caressed my body.

"Dress up and leave. I will call for you when I need you. For now, keep your mouth shut about

this".