Sold To The Cruel Alpha King

My mate

(Acacia)

“Where are you taking me? My father didn't mean it, you know that, right? I'm nineteen years old, for goddess’ sake! Please let me live my life.” I know that I was probably annoying them, but I don't care. I wanted to get away, so I'd do anything to be able to.

“For the love of everything holy, can't you keep quiet!?” One of the men shouted. I don't even know what his problem is with me.

“I know that I haven't done anything for you to be acting like this, so why are you acting like this towards me? We could be great friends, you know.” That only caused him to laugh as if I had told one of the funniest jokes of the year.

“If you don't want me to shut you up, I suggest you stop talking. You have a long journey ahead, so buckle up and be quiet.” I huffed and folded my arms, not liking the way I was being ignored. I was also panicking, which was the cause for Mesha to disappear. No, my wolf wasn't a coward. It's just that with the constant yelling from our father, she found it difficult to trust anyone. I did too, but I had to act strong for both of us. I couldn't allow one bad memory to make me weak, that's not who I am.

It took at least four hours for us to arrive at a castle-like building, and I hate to admit that it was nice to look at. I shook my head, scolding myself. I'm not here to gawk and act like a fangirl over certain things like this, I should be trying to find a way out of this mess that my father had managed to successfully place me in.

“Get a move on, mouse,” I growled, wishing that this guy would stop talking already. He pulled me out of the car and pushed me towards the door. The guard there nodded his head and opened the door, letting us inside.

“Right this way, Alpha Elio is expecting you.” The other man said with a charming smile on his face. That alone lets me know that I shouldn't trust him.

When we got to the throne room, I couldn't stop myself from gasping at how handsome the king was. He has jet-black hair and the sharpest pair of eyes that were staring at me. I couldn't tell the color of his eyes from here, but I'll assume that they are Grey. My knees almost gave out because of the scent that was coming off him in waves. The scent stirred my wolf and took her out of her hiding spot. The scent of sandalwood that lets me know that he's my mate.

“Is this the omega that Harold Ferguson sent for me?” Elio stood up and made his way towards me. I started backing away from him, but I was stopped by one of the men who brought me here.

“Yes, Alpha.” The other man replied. Elio scoffed and shook his head, then folded his arms as he was looking me up and down. Checking to see if there was something he liked.

“Not much to look at, but she'll have to do for now. You know where to take her. I'll be there to visit her shortly.” My eyes become wide, and I started to protest because that was the last thing that I expected to happen.

“No please, please don't let me go there, Elio.” I was shocked by what he did next, I didn't know that my mate would be capable of doing that to me the moment I met him. My cheek stung from the force of the hit, making me stumble a bit from fright.

“Don't ever disrespect me like that again. Address me by my title, not my name. You are only here for one reason, and that is to bear my pup.” I bared my neck, knowing that I should submit to him. I'm not even sure why I allowed my big mouth to run like that, I knew that it was disrespectful, but I couldn't stop myself.

“What are you waiting for? Nashton, Chase, get her out of my sight!” Elio shouted and they started doing what he said. Once we were out of the room, the guy, I now know as Nashton, started laughing. He was saying that Elio didn't even want me, and he hoped that our pup would not resemble me. I kept quiet in the dungeon, which seemed as if it was going to be my room from now on.

I was too tired of what was going on in my life, I hadn't had a good day since my mother left. Every so often I wish that she was here, but it seems as if she didn't want me. She could have taken me with her when she rejected Harold, but she left me to deal with the hardship by myself. I've learned to take care of things from an early age, to not depend on anyone else for anything at all. That's why they said that the good always suffers for the bad, I thought that I would have been treated differently, but that's just some fairy tale crap that I once believed in. If Elio succeed, and I got pregnant, I don't think I can remain here knowing that he hated me. He's my mate, and it seems as if he doesn't even know it. I'm too tired for that right now.

I was abused, but not broken, I worked hard without even worrying about myself. I took care of everything and this is the thanks I got? Sighing, I closed my eyes and from the stress that I went through my body was too tired to care, so I fell asleep on the dirty floor of a dungeon that I had been placed in by my mate. I will find a way out of here, even if I have to die trying. No one was going to keep me locked up, I'll make sure they regretted it.