The Alpha's Prey

Laura's POV

I release a heavy sigh for the umpteenth time and rub my temples in frustration. I pace my room with my eyes roaming space, hoping I will not forget anything at all. My parents are having us move from town for an uncountable amount of time.

I have never had a stable life ever since I was born. I can always remember us moving from one place to another for some reason that remained unknown to me up until now that I am eighteen years of age. They should be able to tell me what they think and their plans for me, but no, they would rather just keep me in the darkness where they assumed I belonged.

I remember that this is the reason why I never had friends, and I will most likely never have friends. It is because my parents always make us move when I finally get attached to someone.

They feel it is nothing for them, but it is a huge deal for me that I have to live up to for the rest of my life. Sometimes, I try to understand them and wonder if it is for my good, but then I realize that communication matters. The least they can do is give me a heads-up, but not even that happens.

My room door suddenly opens wide, and the slamming sound startles me, causing me to jolt out of my miserable thoughts and back to my miserable current reality. I turned around to glare at my mum standing by the door with a worried look on her face. Her hands are placed on her waist, and the worry on her face suddenly disappears, and a frown appears on her face.

Of course, here we go again.

"What is wrong with you, Laura? We have less than half an hour before we hit the road. Do you want us to be late?" Mum snaps at me.

I rolled my eyes at her and said, "Mum, I am ready. I am just making sure I do not leave any precious things behind, and that is just it. You need to calm down." I said, raising my voice a bit at her. Well, that is because I am sick of her and Dad. Mostly her because Dad never says a word to me. He just drives to wherever we are moving to in silence.

"Do not address me in that way, young woman, and I do not like your outfit at all. Get changed at this moment!" Mum yells at me by running a hand through her soft blonde hair.

I always wondered where I got my brown hair from, since both my parents had blond hair. Mum always waved the question off and said my grandmother had brown hair, but she was late now.

"Get changed? Mum, we are not going to find a suitor for me, so what is the point of getting changed?" I fired at her, chuckling nervously at the suitor part. For some weird reason, I notice Mum flinching a little at the mention of a suitor, and her face suddenly drops. Wait, what is going on here?

I raise a brow at Mum, but she does not respond. Her entire body freezes for a brief moment until I snap my fingers in her face and yell her name.

"Mum, calm down. It was just a joke," I said. She nods her head and excuses herself out of my room, not after bringing out a sleeveless sunflower dress from her wardrobe and handing it to me.

I glare at the dress with disdain. It looks way too fancy to be worn on the bus throughout the day until we get to our designated location. But then, who am I to argue with Mother? I dare not.

I hastily changed into a sunflower dress and moved out of my room with my bags. Surprisingly, the sitting room did not look all that empty. Dad just moved the television and the refrigerator. The worn-out couches are still intact, and so is the centre table.

"She will not be needing the bags." Dad's deep voice startled me. I turned around to glare at Dad standing in front of Mum. Now, they both have blank expressions. I can not tell what is going on right now or rather what is about to happen.

"You heard your dad Laura, leave the bags, and let us go." Mum repeats.

"Leave the bags? What about my clothes?" I yelled at them. I pause to sigh and go on, "We do not exactly have enough money to buy new clothes for me, plus the old ones I have are fine by me." I say.

"Young lady, just obey your father. Leave the bags and join us outside at this moment." My mum says through gritted teeth. She hurriedly rushes out of the house with Dad in front of her.

I can not help but feel alarmed by their strange behaviour. I mean, Mum and Dad are always weird, but not that weird.

All my bags? Do they have new ones for me? Oh well, they had better have something in mind.

I dashed out of the house when I heard Mum yell my name. I got into the pickup truck with my dad. He starts the car and zooms off into the busy streets.

The ride is silent, not a single word from my dad or mum. No music. Dad always played music whenever we were moving, not for our entertainment but for his own. All he ever did was care about himself anyway.

I shut my eyes for a brief moment and decided to nap. I drowned myself in silence, and the cool breeze coming from outside calms my mind. Everything is going to be okay. There is nothing to be worried about. Your parents are usually like that, Laura. Do not be paranoid.

I eventually fall into a deep sleep, but I am later woken up by a loud horn that causes me to jerk off and hit my head on the car roof. I looked outside the window and noticed that the sky had gotten darker and gloomier.

Dad surprisingly pulls the car to a stop in front of a huge black gate. I do not know why, but this gate sends chills down my spine. The gate is twice as long as any normal gate. It is thick and sturdy, and the building is a six-story building with high imposing walls. There are wires around it, and, honestly, it looks like a prison.

"Why are we stopping?" I asked in a soft tone.

No one answers my question, Dad only gets out of the car and walks to a corner to make a phone call.

.

"Who is Dad calling? Did something happen to the car?" I asked again since I did not get a response the first time.

"Mum?" I called out, gently tapping her on the shoulder.

"Stop being a child, Laura!" Mum suddenly turns her face and snaps at me with anger, fuming all over her. I opened my mouth wide at her sudden outburst. Why is she suddenly so angry when all I did was just ask a simple question? Their strange behaviour is now suddenly becoming alarming, and I can not help but question it.

"Well, you need to at least tell me what is going on! I deserve to know!" I yelled at Mum, and her next action caused me to keep quiet. Her five fingers landed on my face, and it stung really badly.

Dad suddenly hops back into the truck and starts the engine. Oh, I am guessing he just needed to make an urgent phone call. Surprisingly for me, the dark gates suddenly creep open wide, and Dad pulls into the driveway.

"Dad? What are you doing?" I asked him. I do not exactly expect an answer since Dad never talks to me. Dad turns off the engine and turns to me.

"Get down." He says with no expression on his face. I raised a brow at him. Get down?

"Why?" I questioned him curiously. Mum surprises me with her next action. She gets out of the car, pulls me aggressively by the arm, and throws me to the bare floor. I groan at the pain that comes from my body, colliding with the hard floor.

Mum hops into the car, and I am suddenly shocked at how Dad starts the car and zooms off, leaving me behind on the cold, hard floor. I yell at them and even try to go after the truck, but the dark gate suddenly shuts close, leaving me inside and them outside.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps drawing closer to me, and it makes my heart race fast in fear. I snap my head towards that direction and see a tall, unfamiliar figure standing in the darkness.

"Welcome home, Laura."

Laura's POV

Just like that, it has been five years since I got trapped in this hell hole. Five years since my parents abandoned me in this place for their selfish desires.

I cower in the corner of my cell, the cold stone walls closing in on me like a vice. One would have thought that I would have lost count of the days since Victor, the ruthless Alpha took me captive.

The darkness is suffocating, the silence is deafening, and the environment is sickening.

I just count my days and I number them hopefully waiting for the day my prince in shining armor would come for me and rescue me from the captivity of Alpha Victor.

I am a prisoner and this room is my cell regardless of the fancy decors, the queen-sized bed, the flat-screen television, the wardrobe with fancy clothes in it, and the glass doors that lead to the balcony. Regardless of the fresh air that comes from the balcony, I still feel locked up, I feel suffocated.

I am a pawn in Alpha Victor's game of power and control, my family's huge debt to him has made me a prisoner. Each day I try to remind myself that they did it for me, Mum and Dad took that debt because they loved me. I try to see this new life as me paying for my sins but instead, the reality of it is that I am paying for the sins of my parents. The sins they refused to own up to!

I hate them, and each day my hate for them grows. Five years now and I have not received a single call from them, not a text message, not a single greeting to check if I am still alive. Nothing from them and I can not help but cry. Each day I remind myself that I am alone in this world.

It is just me against the world, I should have known that from the very beginning that it was just me. Mum and Dad were never there for me, it has always been just me from the onset and it will keep being me forever.

My eyes dart towards the direction of the door as I hear the door creak open. My heart races fast as the tall and muscular figure steps into the room. He is elegantly dressed in a brown suit, his hair is styled neatly, Alpha Victor's eyes gleam with malice, wickedness and disgust while a cold smirk is plastered on his face.

I hate him, I hate his smug look, I hate his presence and I hate every single thing that exists about him.

"Why are you not dressed yet, Laura? Our guests will be here any moment from now and do not tell me you plan to greet them dressed like that?" Alpha Victor eyes my outfit with a disgusted look on his face. His face is scrunched up in irritation at me, little does he know that the feeling is mutual.

I am irritated by his presence as well but the only difference is that he is allowed to express his disgust and I am not.

"I will be dressed in the next five minutes," I mumble in a dry tone. I am very afraid of him because I have seen him do horrible things to his servants and workers. Regardless of my fear for him, I do not seize the slightest chance to be rude to him indirectly.

Victor's next action takes me by surprise, he dashes close to me and grabs me by the neck tight.

I struggle to get out of his strong grip on my neck and my body weakens at the pain coming from his strong grip. I choke out a bitter cry and slowly start to give up.

I think he notices that because his grip on me loosens and I slump to the floor in defeat accidentally slamming my back against the wall.

I cry out in agony and rub my neck, the pain coming from his grip is throbbing and piercing. I cough out loud with tears coming from my eyes and I ignore the pain from slamming my back against the wall. That is not as painful as me almost choking to death.

Alpha Victor chokes out a bitter laughter and I am forced to meet his gaze to hide the fear that is eating me up on the inside. I know better than to anger him, I should get on his good side to avoid trouble, I know all of that but at the same time, I can not control the spark of rebellion that flares up in me.

I hate him and I sincerely wish the worst on him

"What do you want from me?" I find myself crying and yelling at him.

"It has been five years Laura. Five Good years, can you not just get over it? Alpha Victor speaks up with disdain laced in his tone.

Five years? Yes, it has been five years. Get over it? I can not help but shake my head at him. Get over the fact that I will be stuck with a ruthless Alpha for the rest of my life then no! I can not get over that.

It has been five years but it still feels like yesterday. I still remember that night perfectly and how Mum had forcefully pulled me out of the truck like I was a criminal. I remember how she threw me to the floor, I still remember what the physical and emotional pain was like.

Oh, I still remember how the gates were slammed in my face. That is still in my memory!

"What do you want from me? Look at me and tell me what you want from me!" I yell at Alpha Victor. The tears do not stop falling from my eyes, they only increase as I relieve the painful memory of everything. How Alpha Victor had treated me like trash on my first day here up until now.

"Tell me Alpha Victor, make it clear to me." My voice is barely above a whisper now.

Suddenly Alpha Victor chuckles, he chuckles loudly and shakes his head at me. The sound of his laughter sends shivers down my spine. I grit my teeth and clench my fist at the disturbing sound of his laughter.

It annoys me, it makes me angry all the time because he does not deserve to laugh, he does not even deserve to smile or even be alive! He is a monster and monsters do not deserve anything.

"I want to remind you, Laura, you are mine now, Mine to keep, mine to use as I see fit. You are mine forever because I paid your price." Alpha Victor says amidst his laughter.

I gulp a lump down my throat as I take in the bitter truth, I am his? Mum and dad sold me out so yes, I am his. Sadly and unfortunately I am his and there seems to be nothing I can do to that yet. Just for now but I swear on my own life that I will not be Alpha Victor's prisoner forever. I refuse to let myself be.

Alpha Victor slowly begins to walk towards the door ignoring me as I lie carelessly on the floor in pain, my hands still wrapped around my neck. He releases a heavy sigh and turns to me.

Alpha Victor eyes me from head to toe and goes ahead to say "Our guests are waiting for you Laura, it is not nice to keep them waiting especially since I have an important announcement for them."

Important announcement? My heart races fast at the mention of an important announcement. What important announcement does he have to say? I have a feeling it is not something pleasant.

Laura's POV

I stare at myself through the large mirror in front of me, I have a look of disdain on my face as I watch one of the maids apply makeup carefully on my face while the other maid helps me braid my hair into a ponytail and fix decorative hair clips on it.

Ever since I got locked up here, I can not help but always look at myself in disdain and disappointment. I have grown to hate myself for being this weak and powerless. I can't look at myself for two straight minutes without wanting to smash the mirror against the wall. I hate myself and my reflection. Most importantly, I hate the reality that I will be stuck here for eternity.

The maids finished by helping me dress up like a doll. They all step backward and allow me to gaze at myself but I do the opposite of that by just dismissing them off.

I rise to my feet and clear my throat. Just play this game Laura and play it right to avoid any more trouble from Alpha Victor.

Whenever I stand up for myself, it just feels like entertainment to him, all he does is laugh and make fun of me as if I am some kind of entertainment person to him. It is painful and disappointing so I refuse to be made fun of from this moment. I will keep playing his game until a miracle comes, that is the only thing I am banking on right now because I do not see myself escaping from this hell hole all by myself.

I release a small sigh and force a smile on my face like I have always done whenever Alpha Victor had any visitors to entertain. If I tried to play stubborn or anything else then I would as well kiss myself goodbye because Alpha Victor would release his wrath on me.

I release a heavy sigh and walk out of the room. Not my room because I have never felt a sense of belonging for once in my life ever since I started staying there. I always had sleepless nights there for the past five years up until now and even when I manage to close my eyes and fall asleep briefly, I end up waking up with a nightmare.

I can never feel at peace in this prison in the disguise of an apartment.

I make my way down the stairs and I hear laughing and chattering noises. I clench my fist in anger and shake my head. Do they even deserve to be happy? They do not even deserve to smile, not to talk of laughing just like how Alpha Victor does not deserve happiness.

I come to a stop at the dining hall where a young man and woman are sitting at the table laughing at something Alpha Victor is saying.

As I take a step forward, the sound of my heels causes all of them to snap their heads towards my direction. An evil smirk appears on Alpha Victor's face while the unfamiliar man and woman look at me a bit stunned by my appearance.

I force a smile on my face and make my way towards them.

"Good day and it is a pleasure to have you two here," I speak eloquently. Alpha Victor had hired some teachers to lecture me on how to behave eloquently and maintain composure at all times.

It is funny how he has tried so hard to turn me into his perfect woman, I refuse to be that though, I refuse to be even tagged as his woman. The only reason I am bearing all of this is to avoid trouble from him.

"Oh, my goodness. You are so stunning." The woman says reaching for my hand and squeezing it tight.

"You look gorgeous as well. I love your hair." I say returning the compliment even when there is absolutely nothing special about her hair, it is as basic as every other blonde hair to ever exist. One of the lessons I have learnt from the people that Alpha Victor hired to lecture me is that I always have to be on people's good side.

Regardless of what kind of person they might be and that is the only reason why I am still keeping up with Alpha Victor's dirty attitude. I have to pretend just to be on his good side.

"Oh my goodness, she is such a sweetheart unlike Victor. I like her already." The woman says gesturing to me to sit beside her but Alpha Victor pulls me by the wrist almost immediately.

"She is mine, sis." Alpha Victor says in a serious tone, his sister looks surprised by his sudden outburst but I am not though, Alpha Victor has always been very possessive with his things and I happen to be one of his many possessions.

"You must love her so much." The man finally speaks up laughing hysterically to lighten up the tense atmosphere and it works because everyone starts laughing except me. I just quietly sit beside Alpha Victor and keep my hands to myself.

"I do. I love her so much and that is why you both are here." Alpha Victor says, casting a glance at me. He glares at me briefly with a smile plastered on his face before his eyes move to his sister and the man. I do not know who the man is yet because Victor has not addressed him.

The only reason why I am here is because I want to hear what important things Victor has to say. I am curious as to what is so important for him to invite his only family, his sister. Alpha Victor once mentioned that his sister is his only family.

"So we are here to watch you profess your love to your woman. You are still as cheesy as ever Victor." His sister says laughing hysterically. She pauses to look at me and say "Ever since Victor was a child, he was always so cringe and obsessed with his things so bear with him if he is a bit clingy around you." His sister says to me.

I smile at her and nod my head frankly.

"Anyways what important thing do you have to say, Victor? We are all ears and very excited to hear you out." The man says rubbing his palms together and leaning close to us.

Victor grabs my hand, squeezes it tight and says "I and Laura have decided to get married through legal means."