Alpha's Baby Girl

Freedom She Sought

THIRD PERSON'S POV:-

The very next day, Tristan was coming back home from the training grounds. There was an excited smile on his face as he walked back. He had seen Nora before he left home. He handed her an apple before he left.

Tristan stepped into the mansion and his eyes roamed around, looking for the doll he had started to like playing with. For some reason, she didn't have any scent. It was shocking for Tristan as he was an Alpha. The one who was going to take over the pack once Alpha Owen would step down.

He didn't give it much thought. Tristan walked further into the mansion. He found her scrubbing the kitchen floor. "You! Get up and come with me." Tristan ordered her. Nora looked at him and, with pleading eyes, she shook her head. She didn't want him to take her away unless she had finished her work.

"Master Tristan! Luna had ordered her to clean up the kitchen. She can't leave until it's done." One of the maids spoke while she was playing with a lock of her hair. She was trying to seduce Tristan. If it could work on him in any way.

Tristan stepped forward and snatched the brush from Nora. He handed the brush to the maid, giving her a sexy smile. "That's why you will be doing it. Or you would better consider yourself a rogue." Tristan threatened the maid in a honey-sweet tone. He then grabbed Nora's hand, pulled her up on her feet and dragged her away.

Once they were inside his bedroom, Tristan turned to look at her. "On your knees, baby girl. Untie these laces." Tristan ordered her. Nora was on the ground the very next second. She untied Tristan's shoes then pulled them off of his feet. Tristan was patting her head as if she was a kitten. His eyes darkened again. But it didn't scare her for some reason. Instead, it unlocked a thousand butterflies in her stomach.

"Open your mouth." Tristan ordered Nora. She opened her mouth instantly. He was nice to her. And she didn't want him to be angry at her. That's why she obeyed him like a good girl. "Stick your tongue out." Tristan added.

Again, Nora obeyed. She stuck her tongue out without questioning him. Tristan rubbed the pad of his thumb against her tongue. "Suck my thumb," Tristan ordered. Nora's lips wrapped around his thumb and his c**k started throbbing inside his sweatpants.

Tristan closed his eyes. His mind started flashing him dirty images of Nora, sucking his huge c**k. Her warm mouth was wrapped around his throbbing and pulsating c**k, just like it was wrapped around his thumb. He imagined her tongue rubbed against the skin of his c**k the way it was rubbing against his thumb. Before he knew it, his c**k stood erect in front of Nora's face. It felt like it was going to rip its way out of his sweatpants.

Tristan pulled his thumb out of his mouth as he didn't want to terrorize her with his c**k. "How old are you, baby girl?" He asked her, patting her head as if she was his kitten.

"I am eighteen," Nora replied immediately. Tristan's heart clenched as he looked at her. He offered Nora his hand. Nora placed her hand on his without hesitation. Her heart was pure even though she was surrounded by devils. Tristan helped her up to her feet.

He couldn't believe her. But it was true. Rex had told him the same. Nora looked like a thirteen-year-old child because she wasn't eating the way she was supposed to be. Her body stopped growing a long time ago. "I can't believe mama would do something so cruel to someone as innocent as she is. She is a human girl. I get her anger. But this is way too much." Tristan thought while staring at Nora's face.

Her cheeks had sunk into her mouth. Her eyes had also sunk into her skull. Through those tangled hair, he could see bald patches on her head. Her eyes had no color, no shine at all. And she breathed like a small child. Too fast for a grown woman like her.

Tristan pulled her toward the couch. He sat down on the couch and pulled her on his lap, testing to see if she trusted him. He was surprised how easily she trusted him, and how fast. He gave her a full meal the whole day. The next day, she was obeying him like a puppy.

His heart squeezed when he thought of her as a puppy. "Animals! She is surrounded by animals." He thought, caressing her cheek gently. He didn't hold her. He was afraid that he would break her.

A light knock on his bedroom door made her flinch in fear. "Hey, baby girl! Calm down. It's your breakfast. Nothing else." Tristan reassured her as he stood up and walked toward the door. He opened the door and found Luna Helena standing in front of his room, holding the tray full of food in her hands.

Tristan had learned to mask his face a very long time ago. He masked his face with a fake smile and took the tray from his mother.

"Why don't you come downstairs and eat with us?" Luna Helena asked Tristan, but her eyes were looking into Tristan's bedroom, looking for Nora.

"It's just an appetizer. I will join you all at the table. Don't worry." Tristan replied and, without waiting for her response, he slammed the door on her face. Tristan turned around and found Nora hiding behind the couch. He walked toward the couches, holding his index finger on his lips. Nora knew that Luna Helena was still there. And Tristan was asking her to stay quiet.

He placed the tray on the table. Nora sat down beside him and began eating. Her stomach was growling. She woke up before the sun was anywhere near to rising. And she didn't get the chance to even sit down.

She finished her food. Her flat belly had a little cute bump on it, she looked so cute. Tristan couldn't help himself. He leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her temple. "You can go now. Mom isn't around now." Tristan informed her. His c**k was still pulsating inside his sweatpants. And he was worried it would spill off in his sweatpants.

Nora nodded her head. She stood up and walked away. She grabbed the door knob and turned. There was a smile on her face that brought tears to Tristan's eyes. "May God never let you sleep on an empty stomach." Nora prayed while staring into his shiny golden eyes. She stepped out of the room, the grateful smile on her face brightened up his day after a very long time. Smiling widely, he stood up and walked toward the bathroom.

Nora was happily humming while cleaning up. She was grateful that there was someone else in the pack who cared about her. Someone who could fight off Luna. Nora was finishing up the stairs when someone grabbed her by her hair.

Before she could scream, a hand covered her mouth and even her nose. Nora couldn't breathe, screaming for help was another fantasy. "So you think you can turn my son against me? You mock me every single day. What did you think? I couldn't figure out the game you are playing?" Nora heard the devilish voice of the demoness of her life.

Before she could understand what was happening to her, Luna Helena unwrapped her hand from her mouth. Nora was pushed down the long stairs. Her painful screams were unheard in the huge mansion. With every bone that cracked or broke, she prayed for her death. But it didn't come.

Nora's head hit the corner of the last step. Her blood splattered on the shining white marble. Luna Helena growled in annoyance. She jumped high up and landed on the first floor, where Nora was breathing heavily. Or maybe, she was taking a few last painful breaths that were left inside of her.

"You dirty pig. Now my home will stink like you." Luna Helena growled at her and began kicking Nora.

With every kick, Nora went through the exact same pain. They say, if the pain is too much, the body goes numb. But in Nora's case, the pain kept on increasing. But she didn't have strength left in her body to cry over that pain or even react. She just laid there, helplessly waiting for the torture to end. Her last hope was to see the reapers soon enough, so it would end.

Luna Helena stopped when Nora's body was swollen. There was not a single spot on her body that was not bruised. Smiling heartlessly at her victory, she wiped her hands on her dress and walked off. Nora was hardly breathing at all. She was waiting for that famous white light that everyone talked about. But she was still not lucky enough to see that. She was supposed to endure that pain.