Sold To The Strongest Alpha

7

Maxine Pov

As I left Liam’s room, I felt shattered. My body ached, and my heart felt like it was breaking into a million pieces. Tears streamed down my face as I walked through the low-light hallways, each step felt heavier than the last.

I felt like nothing if my dad could ever do this to me, how much a soulless Alpha like Liam. I wasn't expecting less from him. This feels like less of a treatment. I have heard a lot of horrible things about him. Some of his women ended up dead.

I finally reached my small chambers, more like a cell than a room. I closed the iron door behind me though there were guards around in case I wanted to escape, so I sank to the floor, unable to hold back my sobs any longer. The humiliation, the pain, and the sense of utter helplessness overwhelmed me. I buried my face in my hands, my body shaking with the force of my cries.

“I hate you, Dad, you are so evil and heartless. To put me into such pain and trauma. I will never forgive you.” I mumbled, from a place of deep hurt.

After what felt like hours, I heard a soft knock on the door. I quickly wiped my tears and tried to compose myself as much as I could. The door creaked open, and one of the omegas, a kind woman named Elena, peeked inside.

“Maxine?” she whispered, stepping into the room. “Are you okay? Was Alpha so hard on you?”

I shook my head, fresh tears spilling over. “No, Elena, I’m not okay. I don’t think I’ll ever be okay again.”

She came closer and sat beside me, her presence a small comfort in the overwhelming darkness. “I heard what happened,” she said softly. “It’s hard, I know. But you have to be strong. You’ll get used to it.”

“How can you say that?” I cried, my voice breaking. “How can anyone get used to this? This is hell! This place.” I said, in tears looking around.

Elena sighed and put a gentle hand on my shoulder. “I’ve been here longer than you, Maxine. I’ve seen what Liam can do. I know it feels impossible now, but you will find a way to cope. We all do.”

I looked at her, my eyes filled with despair. “But it’s so painful, Elena. I don’t know if I can bear it.”

“You can,” she said firmly. “You’re stronger than you think. You have to find something to hold on to, something that gives you hope. For me, it’s my sister. I endure all of this for her, to keep her safe.”

“I don’t have anyone,” I whispered, feeling more alone than ever.

“You have us, possibly, me. Others might be cold but just know is a result of the torture we go through every day.” Elena replied, squeezing my shoulder. “We may be omegas, but we look out for each other. You’re not alone, Maxine. Remember that.”

Her words, though comforting, couldn’t erase the pain I felt. But they gave me a tiny spark of hope, something to cling to in the darkest moments. “Thank you, Elena,” I said, my voice still trembling. “I don’t know what I’d do without you. Life here is so cold and lonely.”

“You’ll get through this,” she said gently. “And I’ll be here to help you every step of the way. But please, don't you ever challenge Alpha, he detects it a lot unless you want to die.”

We sat there in silence for a while, the quiet broken only by my occasional sniffles. It wasn’t much, but in that moment, Elena’s presence was enough to help me start to piece myself back together. This life was rough and the journey was long and certainly filled with more pain, but knowing I had someone by my side made it a little more bearable.

“Thank you, Elena,” I said, gazing into her eyes. She smiled and gently caressed my cheek. “Rest now, I’ll be going before anyone sees me here,” she said and left immediately.

As the night went on, I tried to find strength in her words, hoping that one day, I could endure as she did. For now, I just needed to survive.

As Elena left, I lay on my small, hard bed, staring at the ceiling. My mind began to wander, imagining a different life. If only I had my wolf, I thought. I could have been my dad’s favorite. I could have been stronger, braver, and lived the life I always wanted.

In my dreams, I saw myself with my dream Alpha and his Luna. Leading my pack with strength and kindness, with my white wolf teasing me at the back of my mind. We would be respected and loved, not like this life where I was nothing but a pawn, used and discarded at Liam’s whim.

I sighed, the weight of my reality crashing back down on me. Tears welled up again as I thought about the Moon Goddess. Why did she do this to me? What did I do wrong to deserve this punishment?

"Moon Goddess," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Why? Why did you create me without a wolf?"

I closed my eyes, hoping for some sign, some answer. But there was nothing. Just the silence and the cold stone walls around me.

"Why did you make me this way?" I continued, my voice growing more desperate. "I’ve tried to be good. I’ve tried to survive. But it’s so hard. Why did you curse me with this life?"

I remembered my father’s face, how proud he would have been if I had my wolf. How different my life would be. I wouldn’t be here, in this cell, suffering at Liam’s hands. I would be free, powerful, and respected.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked, my voice breaking. "Did I anger you somehow? Please, tell me what I did to deserve this. I need to know why I’m being punished like this."

The silence was deafening. No answers came, no comfort from the Moon Goddess. Just the darkness and my pain.

"I feel so alone," I whispered, hugging myself tightly. "I don’t understand why you made me like this. What’s the purpose of my suffering?"

My tears flowed freely, each one a reality to my shattered heart. "I just want to be normal. I just want to have a wolf-like everyone else. Is that too much to ask?"

I thought about my dreams again, the life I could have had. I saw myself running through the forest, my wolf strong and fast. I saw the pride in my father’s eyes, the respect of my pack. I saw a life filled with joy and purpose. A perfect life.

But those were just dreams. And dreams didn’t change reality.

"Please, Moon Goddess," I begged, my voice a mere whisper. "Give me a sign. Show me that you’re listening. Help me understand why my life is like this."

But again, there was nothing. Just the silence and the cold.

I felt a deep sadness settle over me, heavier than ever before. I had no answers, no comfort, and no hope. All I had were my dreams and the harsh reality of my life.

"I’ll try to be strong," I whispered, more to myself than to the Moon Goddess. "I’ll try to survive. But please, if you can hear me, give me some sign that there’s a reason for all of this. Give me some hope."

With those final words, I curled up on my bed, letting the exhaustion take over. My dreams might be the only place where I found comfort, but for now, they would have to be enough.