Claimed by the Alpha, Possessive desires

Slap him

There was a sheet of snow all around. The white sheet lying on the mountain felt very good. The sun coming down from the White Mountains was like magic in the evening!!

The yellow sun that was hiding behind the mountain in the deep blue sky seemed to be so close that she could touch that yellow sun now.

A little girl ran fast, she thought she would touch the blue sky, it was very close to him, her feet were sinking badly in the white snow, but she wanted to touch that sky.

When a loud voice emerged behind her, she stopped immediately, a slight fear appeared on her face, her black eyes saw the sun completely hiding behind the mountains, and she turned away sadly.

She had just taken a step forward when she fell on the snow with a crash; she raised her head and looked at the feet of the person standing in front of her.

"Mama, I lost the sky." She ruthlessly wiped away the tears that flowed down her red cheeks with the back of her hand, making the red cheeks redder.

Her mother looked at her daughter sadly. She lived with her parents in the most isolated corner of the Ottawa Valley.

It rarely snowed in the Ottawa Valley and she loved snowfall and this time it snowed in the Ottawa Valley, which, according to her, was the result of her prayers.

"Mamma, what is on the other side of the mountains, we never go, but I have to see." She was sadly walking with her mother; her delicate feet were sinking into the snow.

"The animal lives there, you will not go there, never, never, promise. Nobody will protect you." Her mother stopped and spread her hands in front of her daughter. She looked at her mother with love. Suddenly, the scene changed. Her mother’s clothes were bathed in blood and her father’s dead body was making her scream.

“Dad.” With a scream, I opened my eyes. For a few minutes, I was not able to move. My mind was still in the occupation of that dream. Actually, that was not a dream. That was a heart-wrenching reality. I put my hands on my mouth and wept bitterly.

My parents and my little sister, he mercilessly killed them all. My family was slaughtered right in front of my eyes, and I was here, all alone and homeless.

"Dad," I sobbed. A strong wave of anger rose inside me. If I weren't weak, I wouldn't have been there. This thought made me cry. Everyone knew I was weak and wolf-less. In this era of power, an incompetent werewolf has no right to live. They must be slaughtered when born. Luckily, I was alive. My parents hid me from everyone. My father tried to protect me and was mercilessly killed two days ago.

But I escaped. I am out of Ottawa now. In childhood, I wanted to run away from Ottawa, but now I want that time back. I want my family. My mom was right; nobody protected me, not even Gabriel. He was nowhere.

Two days ago, I had everything, but now I am alone. I was lost in a new city, unfamiliar with my surroundings and not knowing where to go. I didn't have anyone with me to help me find my way, and I had no sense of direction. I felt overwhelmed and helpless. Beside my family, I just knew one person, Gabriel. But where was he?

I have been lying like this on the bench till now, thirsty from the morning. However, now the pain in my stomach makes me restless and the noise is louder. Sleeping was difficult at first, and hunger had suddenly become a spectacle. Salty water came into my eyes.

In my helplessness, I pressed my lips to hold back my tears. Why was this trial increasing day by day?

“God help me.” I sobbed and prayed with dilated eyes.

When this blessing is taken away, you can only cry and long for it. Hunger is a dangerous disease.

Why? Why? I cried bitterly again, but there was no one to care. I was weak, dirty and homeless.

I was humiliated today because of work, but no one was willing to hire me because of my appearance. I was also ready to clean, but no one showed mercy to me. They humiliated me, called me ridiculous, and made fun of my looks.

This helplessness and compulsion was my fate. No one cared about anyone there. My eyes moistened. I don't know what sin I committed that resulted in all this happening to me. I had never intended harm to even an ant, so why was everyone tripping over me? My face was covered in tears. I don’t know when my voice got louder and I started crying loudly. It became apparent to me when people stared at me and stopped.

“Hey filthy girl, why are you crying?” A voice shook me. My face turned red with humiliation. My eyes filled with tears as I wiped my tears and ran like mad. I ran along with the bitter words of the citizens.

The churning in my stomach made me weaker and I ran like a madman. I panted but didn't want to stop.

I had come to the side of the road. At that moment, I forgot about everything. I just wanted to run, run from this cruel world. I had forgotten that the pedestal-walk had closed and the dark brown McLaren came from the front.

Instead of running around in panic, I dropped to my knees and put my hands on my head. I was so disappointed that I wanted to end my life now. My inner voice told me to bear with this pain for a while and everything would be fine. There will be silence and desolation, but you will be safe and devoid of feelings.

My heart beat faster in fear of what would happen. At that moment, there was an ear-splitting screeching sound. Suddenly, I fell on my back and a scream came out of my mouth. My pain and humiliation were over; I thought it was the end of my life.

The car stopped on time; otherwise I would have crashed.

“Are you out of your bloody idiotic mind?” I heard a muffled tone.

“How dare you come in front of me?" he asked again. I raised my head, opened my eyes and looked at him.

He was a tall man with an athletic physique. I rushed along the road without caring. But suddenly, I felt a strong grip on my arm and it pulled me back to my place.

“Not so fast, dirty troublemaker?" His venomous tone shocked me. "You'll pay for what you've done," he roared. With teary eyes, I tried to get out of his grip, but he held me tightly. He inspected his car as if it was damaged, but it was not damaged.

Was he a psycho?

Before I said anything, I heard a voice.

“Mr. Abraham, the most powerful Alpha and Mafia Lord is here.” Hearing that voice, he let go of me at once. I was not ready for this, so I fell down again.

"Sh*t.” He sneered, looked down at his hands and took out a tissue and wiped it. After that, he started taking dollars from his pocket.

“Hey dirty girl. There are also dozens of ways to ask for help. Don't try to come in front of any cars in the future, filthy baggers." He threw the money in my face in disgust. He abused me in front of thousands of people. My face turned red, but who cares? A strong wave of anger ran up my spine. I don’t know how I got that much courage. He was about to turn when I grabbed him from behind.

He turned around in shock but before he could say anything, I slapped his face.

I slapped him. It was on the road that I took revenge for my humiliation in front of thousands of people.

“Take this money, bastard. We filthy do not need anything from you." I threw the money in his face. Glaring at him, I turned around to run away when his heavy voice rose.

“John, I want to see that girl at my place.” I froze, my heart pounding against my chest, dread seeping into every fiber of my being.

I turned slowly to face him, my eyes meeting his bloodshot, menacing gaze. I took a step backwards, the world started spinning around me. I needed to run but I felt like my legs were getting weak. Suddenly, my vision gets blocked, my body betrayed me and I collapse into the darkness.