Sold To The Alpha Of Darkness

Chapter 6

Lilly's Pov

The guards let go of me, making me stagger backward. Alpha Malek stood watching me.

For the first time since I turned eighteen, I felt Sabrina howl dangerously within me. It gave me a full-body shudder.

“Mate.”

It felt completely different from the pull I once felt with Festus. This was consuming.

I held my chest as heat radiated through the center of my body, making it impossible to breathe.

I crouched, trying to breathe through parted lips, but it wasn’t working. The guards grabbed me, preventing me from collapsing completely.

Alpha Malek didn’t move once, but I caught the worried expressions on both his face and the elderly lady’s as she rushed toward me.

That was the last thing I saw before the world went black.

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I opened my eyes slowly, blinking as a black ceiling stared back at me.

Confusion filled me cause I didn’t know where I was, but the softness of the bed beneath me was enough awareness to tell me I wasn’t in a dungeon.

I sat up slowly, scanning the room.

There wasn’t much inside except a dressing table and chair, a wardrobe, a standing mirror, and two dressers beside the bed.

But that didn’t make me any less afraid.

My neck stung, and I instinctively scratched the spot. Only then did the events of the previous day come rushing back in waves.

I shot up from the bed immediately, and at that exact moment, the door creaked open.

I took a step back, but the moment the lady saw me, her face lit up brightly. Her hand flew to her chest.

“You are awake?” she asked softly, a small sad smile on her face. She blinked back tears before muttering something under her breath.

Then suddenly, she screamed joyfully.

“You are awake!”

She closed the distance between us quickly and pulled me into a tight embrace.

I was beyond perplexed.

I couldn’t remember the last time someone hugged me.

Maybe that was why warmth spread through me.

She broke the hug and gently led me back to sit on the bed. “How are you feeling?”

I couldn’t stop staring at her. Her hair was grey with age, and her round bright eyes glittered warmly as she looked at me.

If I didn’t know who I was, I would have mistaken myself for some precious gift—perhaps one of the greatest treasures in the pack.

I was disappointed to still be alive, disappointed to have woken up.

Only cowards took their own lives, and that was the only reason I hadn’t ended mine myself. I had truly hoped the bite would kill me.

Truthfully, I didn’t even know how I felt anymore, but among all the emotions suffocating me, disappointment ranked highest.

“I am fine.”

She lifted her hand, and I instinctively shifted backward, making her pause.

Instead of hurting me, she gently combed through my hair with her fingers.

“I was worried you wouldn’t wake up.”

I watched her from the corner of my eye, waiting for the painful yank of my hair to follow, but it never came.

Only then did some of the tension seep from my shoulders, allowing me to relax slightly.

She remained silent while I sat there, quietly enjoying the way her fingers massaged my scalp.

Tears filled my eyes almost instantly as memories resurfaced.

I couldn’t handle it.

It was too much.

I sniffed softly, and that caught her attention.

She withdrew her hand immediately, confusion creasing her brows as she looked at me. “Did I hurt you?”

I shook my head quickly.

“What’s wrong, child?”

I sniffed again, blinking back the tears threatening to spill as I lowered my head. “Nothing, Ma.”

She clearly didn’t believe me, but before she could ask more questions, the door opened again.

Alpha Malek stepped inside.

I felt his presence before I even saw him.

He made my wolf stir, and that alone shocked me. For the first time, I truly felt Sabrina within me.

And his scent…

It should have been illegal for someone to be so complete.

Fine, I had heard stories that he had a loose screw in his head, but still, it felt unfair for someone to possess such a perfectly sculpted face and body, the strongest wolf alive, and a scent capable of driving a person mad.

I immediately stood and hid behind the elderly lady. She turned toward Alpha Malek, unintentionally shielding me completely.

“Good morning, Alpha Malek,” she greeted respectfully, lowering her head.

I did the same, though he couldn’t see me.

All he gave in return was a grunt before his deep, terrifying voice ordered, “Leave.”

I stiffened.

The elderly lady glanced between the two of us but didn’t dare disobey.

As she walked out and shut the door behind her, my eyes dropped to the floor while dread twisted inside my stomach.

He didn’t say anything at first, but I could feel his stare fixed on me.

“Sit.”

Finally, he spoke.

I hurried back to the bed and sat at the edge, still avoiding eye contact.

I didn’t like the aura his eyes carried.

They made him look hollow.

And I couldn’t understand how someone so mighty could carry so much emptiness inside him.

But I didn’t think he appreciated me avoiding his gaze.

“Do you know why you are here?”

At first, I thought I had been sold into slavery.

But after arriving there and being marked, the situation became something else entirely.

The only conclusion I could draw now was that I had been sold to death.

Everyone knew no woman bonded to Alpha Malek survived long. The only woman who lasted the longest supposedly died from the strain of his mark.

That was when the pieces finally started fitting together.

I glanced at him, and the intensity in his gaze made me hyperaware of myself. It even made my wolf snuggle closer within me, which was saying a lot because she had never stirred before.

According to Aunt Billy, all she could do was lie dormant. “You have a dormant wolf.” I've heard her say over and over again.

“To carry your pups?” I answered cautiously.

His eyes darkened instantly.

He took a slow step back before swallowing hard. “Is that what you were told?”

I fidgeted with the hem of my robe. “Nobody told me anything. I was just brought here.”

“I didn’t want you here…”

His words made me stare at him. His empty eyes are calling to me. It felt like a pull I shouldn’t ignore.

My hands itched to touch him… to somehow reach the emptiness surrounding him.

“And I still don’t want you here,” he continued coldly. “This is your room, and I don’t want you wandering into places you shouldn’t be.”

I nodded silently. I understood perfectly well that he didn’t want me around. No one does, the only people that ever did were laying nine fleets down— my parents.

He paused, staring at me for several long seconds. “Don't you have any questions?”

I shook my head. He looked angry already, I didn't want to say anything or do anything that would make him behead me. As I've read he's quick to do such.

“Use your words when I speak to you!”

“I'm sorry,” I uttered lowering my head again.

He hissed angrily and stormed out of the room.

The door slammed shut with a force that rattled through my bones.