Love Me, Alpha

Scarlet's P.O.V

It was still very early in the morning, I would guess that it was around four or maybe five. I am among those assigned to wake up early and clean the pack house.

Every morning around 3am, I was expected to be awake and by 4am, I would begin my omega duties. How pathetic, omega duties.

Who'd ever assume that I am the daughter of the Alpha and Luna? No one. But it is a known fact that I was the alpha's child, but no one really acknowledged it. I am considered as a trash, scum of the earth and my only crime was being born a female.

"You there, wipe harder. You still have more places to clean.... And you also have to prepare breakfast, so beat it. Move your body don't just stand still." Our head maid, Olga, yelled at me.

She picks on me the most among all the omegas. Scrubbing floors might seem like an easy job but it wasn't it. The dawn was yet to come and, I was exhausted.

"Yes ma'am" I answer in a low tone, while doing what I was told to. I had no right to question anyone or talk back at anyone. And If I did, there would be severe consequences.

"Lazy thing" she scoffed, then rolled her eyes as she walks away.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I was left alone, I couldn't pinpoint when the suffering had started because I had been living like a slave for as long as I could remember.

My father had hated having a girl child, he believed me to be weak and unable to carry on with his legacy. He wanted an heir, a son, to continue his lineage and when my mother gave birth to me, he was not even the least bit ecstatic about it. But the turning point was when the doctors declared my mother being unable to bear any child as it would endanger her life and could give birth to a stillborn since her womb wasn't strong. And for that, my mother grew hatred for me, believing me to be bad luck. I had no one to turn to, and no one to call a friend.

I was placing breakfast at the dining table when Zara came strolling in. She was my dad's mistress and everyone in the pack knew that too.

"Well, would you look at that, it's the blacksheep of the pack.... Ha ha, are you having fun?" She snickers.

Ignoring her, I focused on what I was doing but that didn't seem to go well with her as she walked up to me, pulling harshly on my hair.

"I asked you a question whore, are you having fun?" I believe the term 'whore' should be directed to her instead.

"Yes, I am Lady Zara" I answered calmly even though it pained me.

"Good, you should enjoy your time working here as a slave because that is what you are and will always be." I nodded in agreement, hearing the others come down for breakfast.

You see, my father always made it obvious that he kept mistresses around. There were rumors that he had stated his intentions to marry Zara while still being married to my mother, how disgusting. I pitied my mother most times, seeing your mate seek comfort in another must be heartbreaking, but being made to watch as they paraded around their relationship must be a different kind of pain, if only I were a male child, maybe things would've been different.

"Hurry up and get out of my sight, you disgust me" My father snarled at me while I was serving them breakfast.

"Baby, can you believe what this thing did?" Zara whined and I internally sighed, she was at it again.

"What did she do, my love?" My father, Collins, asked softly while rubbing her hand.

"I was talking to her and she had the audacity to roll her eyes at me and call me a whore". She sobbed and Collins looked at me with so must anger and stood up.

"What gave you the right to open that filthy mouth of yours and call her such?" He asked as he stalked towards me, making me take steps back in fear.

All the while my mother, Raquel, just watched the whole scene unfold, unbothered, still eating quietly. While my father was downright harsh to me, my mother couldn't care less if I lived or died.

"Answer me." He demanded.

"I..I... Never called her a wh.. ore." I stutter in fear.

"She is lying. She did call me that." Zara shrieked.

"You didn't call her a whore?" He asked calmly and I nod my head positively.

"Okay" He said.

Okay? That was it? Did he believe me?

"Babyyyy..." Zara whined from where she sat like a baby who's about to cry.

But as quick as lightning, my head snapped to the side as he strucked me with force.

"You lying bitch.... I should cut out your tongue for you having the guts to lie to me" He growled as he grabbed my head with both his hands, shaking it violently as his extended claws pierced through my skin.

"Please, please...I'm sorry." I cried out holding onto his hands.

"You'r...."

"Enough Collins, please" Raquel's voice interrupted him, making his attention snap to her.

"What did you say?" He asked menacingly as he released me and walked towards her.

"I said it's enough Collins, you're ruining my appetite." She said in annoyance, rolling her eyes.

"How dare you?" He smacked her right in the face, her head turning to the side from the hit and I gasped but quickly covered my mouth as Zara glared at me.

"How dare you tell me what to do, huh?" He goes on to smack her again but she held his hand.

"Don't you dare hit me." She warnsed lowly as she raised from her seat.

"Ahh, I see, you need to be reminded of your place here. Fucking cunt, come here."

Dragging her by the hair, he pulled her away, not caring about her screaming but not before ordering me to clean the mess, leaving me with a threat.

"I'm not done with you"

It goes quiet and I almost forgot Zaras' presence until she let out a mischievous laugh.

"Oh dearie, it's fun seeing you treated like the lowlife that you are" Standing up, she walked towards me, standing directly in front of me as she lowered her head to whisper.

"I'll crush you and that stupid mother of yours. I'll be the one true Luna. Watch me have a son that'll take over when Collins dies. And I have so many plans for you Scarlet." She promises and I shiver at her words. I could only hope to have a free life one day, and I would have that life, no matter what.

ROMAN'S P.O.V

"Have mercy... Please show mercy" His screams echo.

How pathetic, now he begs for mercy. Haha...

"Mercy?" I ask sarcastically.

"Yes, my King. I was foolish. Have mercy on me..... Please" He cries. It was stupid to cross me knowing the consequences, but anyway, still try your luck; this fool did exactly that.

I crouched down to his level, his eyes were swollen shut, but he was still able to see me, he had been dealt with pretty badly.

"Stephen, you can't possibly expect me to show you mercy now, can you? You dared to drug me, so your daughter could sleep with me, and all for what? Just so she could be queen and you could have power?" I grin evilly revealing my elongated claws, causing him to shake with fear. I stood up sharply, retracting my claws.

"But, I'm feeling a little generous today, so I've decided to spare you" He looked at me in shock before smiling.

"Thank you, my king, I'll serve you faithfully for the rest of my life. I won't forget your kindness to me"

'Look at him shamelessly licking the sole of our feet, he disgusts me. I want to rip his tongue out Roman' My wolf, Alec, voices out in my head.

In one swift move, I slash open his throat and rip out his tongue. He chokes on his blood, and it isn't long before he drops, dead.

'Now that's much better' Alec smirks proudly.

"Clean up the mess" I order my guard on my way out of the pit. The pit was a place where no prisoner ever came out from if he ever sent in.

Stephen was a blockhead to have thought he'd be any different because he was on the council. Retreating to my bedroom, I took a quick shower to wash the blood off me. I needed to clear my head, there were times when I usually went out for a run, my alone time, to relieve myself of the stress that came with being Alpha king and this was one of those times. It was much more convenient as it was nighttime.

Turning into my wolf deep into the woods, I felt a calming sensation wash over me as the cool wind blew my fur. Alec broke into a run, jumping over fallen logs of wood, digging up dust with how fast he was going, which an ordinary human eye wouldn't be able to catch with.

We had been running for quite a while now, so Alec laid close to the stream, watching our reflection. The scar on my face stared right back at me, mocking me. It was said that a person's character had been built due to past experiences and that was my case. It was what made me this way, cruel....cold.

I got this scar from my father because of love. Thoughts of the past made me see red, I shook my head before standing on all fours, walking back to where my clothes were. The pain of my bones realigning was one of the many pains I enjoyed, it was a reminder that I was still human, no matter what.

The sky was getting bright, I hadn't realized how much time I had spent outside. Entering my house, I was greeted by my maid. I had just two people working for me, I hated being around people and I didn't trust too easily.

"Good morning my king" Annabelle, the older one of the two greeted. She was an elderly woman, my mother's friend.

"Good morning Anna" I reply, walking up to my room wanting solitude.

I took a quick shower before going to bed, only being able to sleep for about two hours. It was not something new, I had difficulty sleeping, and I always experienced nightmares once I shut my eyes.

"You're going to be King one day Roman, you need to experience pain, welcome the pain."

He grinned as he carved down my back, the other man smiling at my pain.

"Father, please, please stop." I wailed, I couldn't move as I was bound by ropes. The door slammed open, I heard a female gasp follow.

"Derek, stop, what are you doing?" That was my mother. I diverted my gaze at her to see a horrified look on her face. She rushed to my side in a flash, hugging me.

"What do you want, Isabelle?" Derek, my father, snarled.

"Why are you doing this, Derek?" My mother asked once she had freed me, I hid behind her as I continue to cry.

"Look at him, you bitch. He's a disgrace. He is weak. And I can't have a weakling for a son."

"Derek, he's just a boy, a child. He can't just magically be how you want him to be. He has to grow into it" She defends, but that only aggravates him further.

"Shut the fuck up, Isabelle, you gave me a weakling instead of a son, and now I have to mold him into a perfect king. I'm correcting your mistake" He hissed. There it was, that word....mistake.

"He is not a mistake Derek, he is our son" She yelled angrily. Stressing the word 'son'.

"Maybe he is your son, Isabelle, but is he truly Derek's?" The other man, Ralph, who is my uncle, asks. I watch as my mother's head snaps to him in shock and anger as she moves, standing in front of him.

"How dare you, Ralph? How dare you question my son's legitimacy. And my loyalty to my husband?" She was fuming with anger.

"Answer his question, Isabelle. Is he truly my son? I couldn't possibly birth a weakling" Derek asks harshly, my mother staggers backward at that.

She couldn't believe his words.

"He is your son, Derek.... I've known no other man but you" She whispers softly, her voice breaking. The sound of a smack resonates throughout the room, my father hit her. My vision seemed to deem as images flickered back and forth, I could only hear shouts.

"No..... Derek...bitch......hold" The voices, cries, pleadings, they all merged as one in my head, I couldn't see, I couldn't move.

"No...no.... Noooo" I jolt awake. Sigh! Another nightmare.

Walking to the window, I gaze at the sky, wondering if I'd ever be able to get rid of the nightmares.

Scarlet's P.O.V

I was asleep when I felt it, hands touching me. I open my eyes immediately to see that it was my father.

"Father? What are you doing?" I ask fearfully as I tries to sit up, but he just pushes me down and in one swift movement, gets on top of me.

"Shut the fuck up, Scarlet." He growls as he fiddles around with my dress. It dawns on me what was about to happen, and I shiver in fear.

"Father, you're not thinking straight, please stop" I beg but all I got was a harsh slap to my face, busting my lip open.

"I said shut the fuck up Scarlet, another word from you, and I'll rip your throat open" He threatens lowly. It was the dead of the night, no one would be awake by now, and even if they were, and they knew it was from me, no one would help.

"Father pl..." He grabs me harshly by the neck, and I could feel my face turn red from the force. I was a werewolf, but I was weak, like an omega.

"Don't you dare call me father, call me Collins." He frowns, his iris rimmed red. He was mad.

"Fath... Collins, please, let me go. You don't want to do this." Realizing that my pleas were falling on deaf ears, I resorted to fighting against him. With extended claws, I swiped my blade across his arm, cutting him deep, and he growls out in pain.

"You're ungrateful, you know that, Scarlet? I've given you everything, food, shelter, clothes, ever since you were a child, but you can't repay me with one simple thing. You're worthless." To hear my father say those harsh words to me cut deep. Tears welled up in my eyes as he got off me and left, slamming the door as he walked out. I couldn't sleep a wink all night, the fear of him coming back, coupled with what he said, demoralized me completely.

For the first time in a long time, I was glad to see that bright morning. I freshened up, went down to start my duties and got started on breakfast. Breakfast went by as usual, with Zara taunting me, my mother ignoring me and my father yelling at me more than usual. It was much later in the day, I was beyond exhausted, but I still had to finish up my chores.

"Look who it is, the unwanted child." Of course, I couldn't get a break.

"Lady Zara, do you need anything?"

"Oh no, dearie, I just came to tell you something that, I think, might interest you." She grins, that could not be good. She draws closer to me, lowering her voice while covering her mouth as if whatever she had to say shouldn't be overheard by anyone.

"I overheard Collins saying that he wants to sell you." My heart drops at that. Why would he want to sell me? I've done nothing wrong.

"What? You must have heard wrong, Lady Zara." I shook my head, unbelieving, I was his daughter. Although the events of last night wouldn't back up my thoughts.

"Perhaps, but maybe not. It'd be a delight to finally get rid of you." She says before walking away with a smirk. I couldn't be sold, at least here I knew what awaited me, but if I were to be sold, what would my fate be?

ROMAN'S P.O.V

I needed an heir, I wasn't getting any younger, and I needed a child who'd take over me. I could choose any female to bear me a child, but I wanted someone docile, someone I could tame to bear me a son. I had gone through a number of females, but none piqued my interest to bear my child.

"What about Alpha Collins? He has a daughter who is an only child. It'd be good for your reign, she's an alpha's daughter, so she must be strong enough to bear your heir." My beta, Lukas suggests. We were flipping through documents that contained information on suitable females for me.

"Alpha Collins? The alpha of the Crystal pack?"

"Yes, my King."

"I see, dig up whatever information you can find about her as soon as possible." I dismiss him.

Most alphas were close to their beta's, but I wasn't. Everyone was dispensable to me, allowing someone to get close to you would only increase your chances of getting hurt.

I was working on some documents in my office when I heard a knock on my door.

"Enter" I order and moments later, Lukas enters carrying a file.

"The information on Collin's daughter as requested." He says as he hands me the documents. Nodding my head, I flick my hand, and he takes it as his sign to leave.

"Scarlet Fairchild, 24 years old. An only child who doesn't have any friends and has never known any man." I smirk as I read, she was perfect, and she was easy to tame according to her file. Picking up my phone, I dial Collin's number, and he picks up on the second ring.

"My king, it's an honor to hear from you. To what do I owe the pleasure?" He sounds greedy, I could tell from his voice.

"Alpha Collins, I hear that you have a daughter. I want her." I go straight to the point, there was no need to beat around the bush.

"My king, of course, you can have her. For a good price, of course." I could hear the excitement in his voice. A good price? He was selling off his daughter? His only child? What sort of sick bastard would do that?

We negotiate the price and I soon hang up. We had agreed that I'd be there in two weeks' time to take her. Mindlinking Lukas, I ordered him to come to my office.

"You asked for me, my King?"

"Yes, I did, prepare for a journey. We'll be leaving for crystal pack in two weeks' time.

"Oh, tell Anabelle to prepare one of the rooms on my floor for me, I'll be bringing my bride soon."