Princess Alana
1061 Words
Tamia POV
It's the third day since I decided to kneel here until the Alpha grants me an audience.
I have to explain to him that I didn't kill Alana. Although nobody seems to believe me or buy my story, that's the truth.
I would never think of killing the princess . How could I? She's the only person who ever showed me kindness in this Pack.
" I suggest you leave from here. Your face will only make the Alpha more angry." A warrior guarding the gate advised but I shook my head.
" I will leave after the Alpha grants me an audience." I stubbornly replied.
I have to clear my name. If the Alpha is hell-bent on banishing me from the pack,I will accept it but that's after he listens to me.
I have nothing holding me back here. My father, the only parent I have had all my life after the death of my mother, was murdered brutally in front of my eyes.
He died all thanks to me. The alpha said that it was to make me feel the same pain he did when I killed his daughter.
" Since she wants to stay here so much, have her thrown into the dungeons." Casper, the beta of the pack ordered coldly, a look of disgust on his face.
I don't know why looking at me would evoke such disgust in him. Was it because of my dirty clothes and unkempt hair? Afterall, three days exposed to all elements of weather would definitely not do me any good.
It could be out of hate too, he loathed my very existence.
With his order, I was pushed off the ground and thrown to the dungeons.
" I will make you experience a life worse than death." Casper promised.
I could understand his pain for losing his mate.
Alana and I were nineteen years old and had found our mates. She was mated to Casper, her brother's beta while my mate was Logan, the Alpha.
Even before my alleged crime, Logan loathed the Idea of us being mates.
I don't blame him. As an Alpha, how could he accept a lowly servant Omega like me as his mate.
Although his rejection and Indifference towards me hurt me,I knew better than to expect anything from him.
Alana on the other hand was happy about the news. Casper treated her like the Queen of his heart. They had mated and she was even expecting their pup.
We had gone hunting into the woods with Alana as usual.
It was something she did when bored and as her loyal servant and friend, I always accompanied her.
Fate brought us together when I was five years old.
Alana helped me when some boys bullied me. She protected me, helping me from the ground where I lay helpless.
" Today is my birthday, would you like to join me in my birthday party?" She had asked the five year old me, and I nodded enthusiastically.
Coincidentally, it was also my birthday. The princess and I shared a birthday.
That's how the friendship between Alana and I developed.
We remained friends and I served as her personal maid.
She never treated me like a servant.
I don't know what happened that day, all u remember was something hitting my head and I fell unconscious.
When I woke up next, I was holding a knife coated with blood.
Alana's body lay motionless beside me with several stabs which were still bleeding.
She was dead.
Amidst my confusion, the Alpha and his warriors arrived, branding me as the killer.
I tried explaining that I didn't kill her but with the evidence glaring at me, who would believe me.
I was lost in my thoughts when the door to the dungeon rattled open.
I was dragged out of the dungeon, chained with silver chains on my legs before I was sent to join the other slaves in the fields.
" When will the Alpha see me?" I asked the warrior dragging me.
I needed to see Logan and explain to him that I was innocent.
" I suggest you know your place, woman! Seeing you will only remind the Alpha of the atrocities you have committed. He's trying to heal from the loss of his sister." The warrior spat, dislike evident in his voice.
" You should be thankful that he kept you alive." He added what sounded like a warning.
What was the need of keeping me alive and torturing me with the death of the two most important people in my life?
When do I get the chance to mourn their death?
The guilt of knowing that I caused my father's death has been gnawing at me endlessly.
It feels worse than death itself.
Casper made sure to make my life a living hell as he promised.
I was forced to work all day long in the fields without any food.
At night, I would be served with whips for dinner.
The silver chains restricting me did nothing to help me in healing.
That was not the only torture I received, anytime the beta was in a bad mood, he would personally torture me and make sure I pass out from the pain.
It's been weeks and the pain and torture has been increasing each day.
Casper turned me into his s*x slave, forcing himself on me anytime he's drunk.
Logan has allowed everything to happen without saying anything.
He takes pleasure from my pain. I have caught him countless of times watching me being tortured and raped by his men.
Everybody in the pack avoids me, calling me a murderer.
My wolf unable to take the pain and torture retreated to the back of my mind.
My pathetic human body can't do anything to heal my wounds which have been piling up day after day.
I can't do anything but cry in silence..
Nobody wants to believe that there was a third person in the forest that day who knocked me Unconscious before stabbing the princess.
The only thing keeping me alive and going is Alana's sweet smile in my dreams.
She visits me in my dreams, smiling at me with encouragement.
" I am sorry Alana. I am giving up on this fight. Please forgive me for not making your killer pay the price."
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