Chapter 4
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Freya POV
Some men got a grasp of me, and I screamed out my lungs—wishing to be set free.
Somewhere around that spot, there was a cart with women in it. They screamed out their lungs while I did the same, wishing we would be set free.
Amongst all of them, one of the men was recognizable. His face reminded me of someone I met with, back in the pack before my death. Now, I was certain I was in the right hands.
The moon goddess was right, that path would lead me into the hands of my enemies and here I was, held down by one of them in the cart.
After a while, more women were brought to the cart and we were driven away from the spot.
On arrival at the pack, just like the last time—we were pushed out of the cart and into the compound of the large pack.
It didn't take long to recognize where I was. While I no longer shed a tear, the other women screamed greatly—causing me to feel compassion for them.
“Move!” One of them yelled at us, hitting some of the women but not me.
I acted as a good girl and did as told.
This is a mission, and I must accomplish my aim. My body was important to reach out to, so it could be kept safe in the meantime.
“Move!” A hand hit me and I moved, walking into a room with the other women.
Soon, the Alpha walked into the chamber.
There was a dirty smile on his countenance and at the sight of him, anger welled up inside of me.
This is him!
The bastard who is responsible for the loss of my life.
Did he think I would not reincarnate? I wondered, glimpsing around the chamber as I avoided a gaze at him.
Although the moon goddess lectured about him, not putting up with me for a lovemaking tool like he did the last time—I was finding it hard to believe.
All I did was watch him take a seat, while his eyes did the immediate survey on myself and the other women.
Our eyes met, and he looked away—resting his gaze on another woman.
I let out a sigh.
This was a sign that I would not be taken for a s*x slave, although it wasn't too certain.
“She will work for the pack,” he gestured to one of the women who sat on the floor. “Take her away. I don't like her for myself at night.”
The men did as told.
The lady was jerked up from the floor.
In her eyes, there were sparks of relief and I could imagine how happy she was to not be selected as a s*x toy of the Alpha.
“Her!” I was jerked out of my thoughts. The Alpha pointed at me, smiling.
“Stand up!” One of the guards commanded and I jumped on my feet.
At this point, my heartbeat went from normal to worse.
Why did he smile at me like that?
Does he want to take me as a s*x slave? Heaven knows this is not what I want and if it happens, I wouldn't mind dying a second time.
“Fetch the current maid,” he said to one of the men who swerved. “Bring her to me this minute.”
Soon, the maid was fetched and she bowed. “My lord.”
“She will be a replacement for the woman,” Ragnulf pointed at me. “Take the maid to the execution centre. You know what to do.”
The woman began to scream.
“No!” She cried out while she was being dragged away from the room. “I cannot die for no offence, my lord!” She screamed again, crying out her lungs.
What could I do? Nothing but watch.
“Replace her,” Ragnulf chipped. “Immediately. I want my dinner before nighttime.”
Immediately, I was pushed out of the room.
A smile appeared on my face, but I superseded it with anxiety—just so it could conform to what it should be.
“Move!” The man commanded, propelling me further.
We walked a distance and while we touched on our destination, I could breathe in the aroma of good food.
He stopped at the front of a door and pushed it open.
Inside were women who talked to themselves, while some watched over pots of food that were cooked.
The man called the attention of one of the many women who seemed to be older. “My Lady.”
She looked up, smiling. “What do you want?”
“This is the Alpha's new maid,” he introduced quickly. “The current maid is on her way to the execution centre.”
The looks on their faces changed. It was at this moment I knew the poor woman would be dead before evening.
“You are to take her to her room while I return to my lord,” I was shoved into the space while the man wandered out and locked the door, leaving me to the woman who moped at me.
“What is your name?”
“Fr—Thora.”
They glanced at each other, then back at me and the eldest of them all asked again. “What is your name?”
“Thora.” I was firmer this time around. “My name is Thora.”
“Come with me,” she walked past me and headed to the door. “Hurry!”
I ran, instead of walking.
After a short while, we stopped at the front of a room and she pushed the door open.
We walked into the space.
It was a big room, neat although there were some clothes on the bed. I looked at the woman who nodded. “This is your new room. Everything in this place belongs to you.”
I gave a nod, hiding back the smile at the corner of my lips. “Thank you,” I took a seat on the bed. “I can sort out myself already.”
“When the bell rings, come over to the kitchen for the Alpha's meal,” she explained as she walked to the door. “For now, you should take a bath and rest until you are called.”
I nodded, got on my feet and walked to the door. The woman had left already, and I let relief appear on my countenance.
The moon goddess was right, I heaved a sigh, locked the door and walked back to the bed. I let myself fall on the bed, with a pillow that my head relaxed on.
After a while, I got on my feet and arranged the clothes on the bed as I placed them in the wardrobe.
It was a neat room so there was not much to do. With this, I ran to the bathroom for a cold bath, after which I slept for a short while.
It was in the evening when the bell I expected rang, jerking me up from my sleep. I jumped on my feet, rushing towards the door. It was time, I nodded, finding my way to the kitchen.
Alpha Ragnulf does not have the slightest idea what is on the way.
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