Property Of The Alpha

Toy To The Alpha

Alexandra

Alpha Axton slowly stalked towards me in the corner of the cell, like a tiger gearing up to pounce on its prey. I felt my wolf rising towards the surface, sensing the looming danger tangled within the air. As he approached closer, I caught a whiff of the stench of alcohol reeking off of him. He had been drinking again, a past time he had taken up since the death of Luna Fraya.

Alpha Axton was capable of wicked brutalities when he was drunk, making him even more cruel than when he was in his sober state. Even the high ranking wolves in Shadow Pack steered clear of him when he requested alcohol.

I pushed my wolf down, there was no use in attempting to shift. Alpha Jaxon had forbidden me from shifting into my wolf over the years, I was lucky to still have a wolf after the endless torture of not being able to let her out. He claimed I didn’t deserve a wolf. She was weakened and withering away by the day, essentially nonexistent but she was somehow miraculously still there. Sometimes I could hear her pleading to be let out, promising she’d take us far away from this pack that we once considered home. I couldn’t imagine the punishment I’d receive if he knew the thought of letting her out crossed my mind.

“I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time Alexandra,” he said in a deep and low voice. A shiver ran down my spine and the little hairs on the back of my neck stood up from the wicked tone in his voice. I knew deep in my gut that something awful was about to happen so I cast my eyes downwards and barred my neck to Alpha Axton, desperately hoping not to aggravate him further.

He yanked my arm roughly, “let’s go,” he demanded and dragged me across the concrete floor. I mustered my strength and stood up, allowing him to escort me up the wooden staircase. We bypassed the main level of the pack house and continued further up the stairs. Confusion filled my mind as the upstairs level of the pack house was reserved for only the highest ranking members of the pack.

I caught sight of Marilyn from my peripheral view standing in the hallway beside the kitchen. Worry was stamped across her face. When I side-glanced at her without Alpha Axton noticing as he tugged my arm up the staircase, I realized she was crying. Her eyes were pooled with water and her gaze was heavy on me, filled with some sort of pity as I climbed the second set of stairs towards the bedrooms.

Marilyn had always been a sweet woman, taking up the motherly role amongst the omegas and ensuring that we were all fed. She was born an omega and never found her mate, partially because she never was allowed to venture outside. Her entire life had consisted of trips between the pack house and the slave clambers which was situated directly next door.

We proceeded to the Alpha quarters which were strictly off limits to all pack members aside from Alpha Axton and his maid. Only two people had access to this part of the house, did something happen to his maid? Was I now to become his mind as my punishment?

He pushed through the heavy double doors and lunged me across the room, he was strong enough to send my body crashing against the wall. He didn’t bother to glance my way as he casually unbuttoned his dress shirt and undid his belt. My eyes widened at the sight and questions spiraled through my mind. A light knock enveloped the room and a pretty blonde girl who was slightly older than me entered. I had seen her only a couple times when the kitchen staff needed extra hands, usually during a celebration like tonight’s Alpha’s meeting or a pack dinner party.

“Alpha,” she said quietly and bowed her head in submission. Her eyes dilated when she saw me, I could feel the panic flooding off of her in waves from the other side of Alpha Axton’s bedroom. “Please Alpha. I’m sorry. I’ll do better, I promise. Please don’t replace me,” she begged.

He belted out a dark, disturbing laugh, “Oh my dear Charlotte, she’s just here to observe. Although, when she turns eighteen next week, she will be replacing you. It’s time for something new. You’ve had an excellent run here. You should be proud to have served your Alpha.”

The pretty blonde nodded, but I could see the tears swelling in her eyes. Like clockwork, she removed her brown servant dress that was identical to mine and exposed a matching lace white bra and panty set. She quickly dropped to her knees. Alpha Axton strolled towards the bar cart in his bedroom and tossed back an amber colored liquor with ease directly from the bottle. He stalked towards her and dropped his dress pants to the floor, his length flinging out in front of Charlotte’s face.

“Alexandra, you better watch and learn. Soon enough, it’ll be your turn to serve me and I won’t be going easy on you,” he taunted and pushed his s*x against her lips. He thrusted roughly into her mouth causing her to gag on his length. Drool began to run down her chin but he didn’t care, he kept thrusting in and out. He released a loud moan, “take it all, you dirty little slut,” he demanded.

I closed my eyes, I was horrified from what I had just witnessed. He wanted me to become his s*x slave, that’s how badly he loathed me; not clean his quarters like I had stupidly assumed. No, that would be too easy.

When Alpha Axton noticed that I had diverted my gaze, he rushed towards me and pulled me by the legs. My back violently slammed against the wooden floor of the bedroom causing the air to be winded from my chest. He gripped my hips upwards with his hands, exposing my s*x to him. I shuttered, terrified at what he was going to do next.

I didn’t want to do what Charlotte had done.

He had easy access if he had planned to strip me of my innocence since I wasn’t wearing underwear. He refused to buy underwear for the omegas so I only had a few pairs to wear that I saved for special occasions. He claimed that our kind would only use them to seduce other shifters into sleeping with us. He placed his nose directly in front of my hole and took a deep breath. A small moan released from his chest, “you’re going to be a lot of fun, my little virgin girl.”

My heart hammered in my chest, He released my hips and returned to Charlotte who was still sitting in the middle of the bedroom on her knees, heartbreak stamped across her face.

“Get up omega”, he taunted. She immediately rose and proceeded to his bed, laying her body against the white crisp sheets. She spread her legs and he ripped off the lace panties, placing his longness against her hole and pushing in. He repeated the motion a few more times until a white sticky substance was sprayed all over her stomach.

He left Charlotte and I in his bedroom as he moved into the washroom, “you both better be gone by the time I get out,” he growled. Charlotte rushed to pick up her clothes and threw her brown dress on over her petite frame.

I stared at her, stunned at the events that had just unfolded in front of me. I knew that he had late night lovers, but using the omegas as his s*x slaves? My mind was struggling to wrap around that fact. “Are you dense?! He said, get out,” she scolded. I shot up and headed for the bedroom door to exit. My mouth went dry as panic filled my chest, my virginity was supposed to be saved for my mate. Not my goddamn Alpha.

I followed Charlotte down the staircase and into the kitchen where Marilyn sprinted towards me, wrapping her arms around me in a tight embrace. “Oh you poor child. I’m so sorry for everything,” she whispered into my neck.