Killing My Alpha Mate

In severe pain, I awakened, rising with a throbbing head like I had been knocked out.

For a while, I stay in that position rubbing my temples trying to gain relief.

Blinking vastly to unblur my vision I gaze around with a gut feeling of Deja Vu, not the good kind, the type you want to run away from and never return to.

I find myself relieving a terrible nightmare, lying on rocks I had for a bed, draped in rags with a heinous smell for clothes in a small room with only a tiny table and ceramic cup positioned. Managing to grasp energy I surge from the bed and my mind spins in upheaval.

The floor flings open staring in that direction a bulky woman stands at the doorway with a furious look on her face.

"You lazy swine, you lie in bed all day and expect who to do the cleaning" Her cranky voice blurts as she takes a step forward.

I don't recognize or understand her.

"Excuse me?" I say softly, the ache in my head has subsided a little but I'm still at loss for a logical explanation of how I winded up here of what she expects of me, maybe I am still dreaming.

"Tch! Your mama never taught you manners well I ain't teaching you or going to tolerate your laziness" Stepping closer she grabs my arm tightly with her wrinkled finger dragging me to the door. "Let me go!" I yell struggling and shoving her which makes little to no impact on the huge lady.

She tosses me roughly pointing a finger at me, her huge black eyes and grand mole by the side of her face make me cringe.

"If the clothes in the laundry aren't washed and dried only the moon goddess will pry me away from dealing with you" she warns walking to the east.

My surroundings are alien and I have no idea where the laundry is and don't want to stick around long enough to find out.

My memories are in a daze with the assistance of Helena. I recall my fight with Madam Von and the doctor.

I must have been drugged.

"Jaden..." I try initiating a mind link trying to communicate with him or get a trace of his thoughts or scent but it's futile no matter how hard I try to focus on his energy.

He feels so distant and yet so close.

"What are you doing standing around?" a deep tone rumbles, startling me.

I glance behind a man with both hands crossed, his expression neutral staring at me blankly waiting for a response.

I try to voice out a reply but my tongue is tied.

How do I explain I'm in a bizarre state learning I have been deadened and dumped to serve as a slave in a pack I know nothing of.

"Get back to work" He orders, growing impatient.

"Yes sir" I say, turning around and heading wherever my feet take me.

The structure of the building is different from the one in our pack. Ours is designed skeptically and painted in bright colors while these walls are plain and dark mainly because the source of light is natural.

A room with its doors open, giving off a sweet smell of dandelions grabs my attention entering the room. I spot a lady.

She's dressed in blue, facing the other direction so I can only see her orange curly hair.

She strides slowly to a chair and I notice the leg is broken if she rests her weight on it, it's most likely broken and she might get hurt.

Sprinting I stop her by placing my hand on the chair, leaping away she gazes at me astonished then at my hand, her eyes flickering in rage misunderstanding my intentions.

She raises her hand which I easily catch mid-air. I was only trying to help her.

Her

eyes flare as she pulls away from my grip.

"How dare you!" She screams in annoyance.

"I'm sorry lady I only- stopping me halfway she slaps me smoothly across the face.

"You filthy maid seems you've forgotten where your lane is" she spits.

Gripping my dress I stop myself from retaliating. I don't want to get into more trouble for no reason.

"You must be mistaken I only tried-

"Silence!" She screams again interrupting me neglecting my justification.

Hurried footsteps rush into the room.

"Luna" The warriors greet with a bow.

"So glad you're here, take this nasty thing out of my presence and ensure she cleans the stables and all the floors for trying to prank me" She orders, following her orders they grip my hand pulling me out of the room when a crashing sound is heard. Turning around, Luna is on the floor due to the broken chair.

I can't stop myself as I burst out laughing. I stop when she glares at me.

She rises from the chair dusting her arms and legs walking to me, her eyes wild as she smacks me and I'm not given the chance to recover as she hits me once more.

Unable to protect myself as the guards grip my hands holding me in place as she tortures me, slapping and kicking so hard I swear I hear my bone crack, venting on me like I'm the one who made her fall.

Finally satisfied she permits them to carry me away, my face and belly ail.

They drag me to a dusty hall tossing me at the foot of the entrance. A few maids were on duty cleaning the mess hall.

They relieve them from their duties stating I'll be the one to clean it all up.

Hesitating to go to work trying to heal my aching limbs they kick me on my back pushing me to the ground and I crash face first on the ground.

"Ha ha ha" A lady laughs amused.

Her heels click-clacking as she steps towards me.

"The only position you deserve" A voice I know too well asserts, raising up my head I feel blood trickle down from the point of impact, Riley comes into view a satisfied smile spreads on her face.