Fated To The Feral Alpha

PREFACE.

I still remember the territory where I formerly called home.

I recall the fierce look on The Alpha's face as he proclaimed my family rogue.

I still remember the look of genuine agony that crossed my father's face, and I vividly remember having to watch my mother die right before my own very eyes.

I can remember watching my father lose his sanity after that. And I can remember the last time I saw him before he faded away; leaving me all alone.

I can remember feeling completely hopeless and lost. And I vividly remember making it through the outskirts of the life I was born into, and into one that I've always admired.

I remember rejecting my wolf, and shoving her away; feeling absolutely no remorse.

I still remember how happy, and peaceful I felt in the human world. Finding myself back again.

Until...

I was caught, and pulled back into the life I abandoned years ago.

I have been here for too long.

Dragged against my consent, and stripped down of power. Then put into chains, for a crime they all believe me to have committed, and yet I have no slightest idea of.

I move across the hallways with looks of hatred, and resentment following me. And I move amidst them with men either wanting to tear me from limb to limb, or bury their cock deep inside me till all I feel is pain; either way— they still want me to suffer.

I've promised myself that I will make it through this hell that I'm forcefully dragged into; I will endure every suffering. I'll bite down on my tongue, and resist each urge to fight back. And I'll pay no attention to every look of hatred.

I may have lost my wolf years ago, but it still lives in me. And I feel things more than a mere human can. I see, and hear things that are beyond a typical human's ability; It may not be as strong as having my wolf with me, but it's enough to get me through.

This is why I do not understand the pulsing desire I feel deep within me anytime he gets too close to me.

The same man hates me for too many reasons, and have me punished severely too many times.

The same man that had me chained.

The same man that brought about my suffering.

The same man that I loathe more than I've ever loathed anyone.

The same man with a woman that equally hates me, by his side.

The Ruthless, Scary, Alpha King.

Why do I want him to push me against his will, and bury his cock deep inside me till the only sound that falls from my lips are moans, and at the same time want to inflict the same pain he's given me, on him?

Do I say it's my senses messing with me, or as a result of staying away from men too long?

Either way, I plan on staying away from the Feral Alpha.

Even when it seems completely impossible.