Alpha's Substitute Hated Slave

Chapter 6

"Get up!" Someone shouted and Angie forced her heavy eyes open. She hasn't healed from yesterday's torture and yet, another has arrived.

The rattling sounds of the hinges of the cell door being opened made her sit up instantly. She had no idea what they did to her yesterday, all she knows is that she feels so weak this morning.

"What do you want?" She asked the two men before her icily. She glared at them haughtily.

The taller man raised his brows.

"She's questioning us, Kian," he sneered.

"You don't just know how to respect those above you, do you?" The other man , Kian, bent before her. He growled, painfully grabbing her jaws.

"The guy from earlier said you will make an awful slave but now, you will live the rest of your life submitting to someone and that someone is going to be me"

"Is that so?" He grinned evilly.

"Never! I will never submit to you and you will never break me!" Angie yelled and spat on his face.

Liam got disgusted. He shifted his face to the side and wiped her saliva off his face.

Angie didn't see it coming. She doubled over once Liam landed a punch to her gut. She barely had time to recover when Kian, the other man, grabbed a fistful of her curls and snatched her head up.

She let out a painful cry. She felt like crawling into a hole.

"Listen, you don't talk back to Liam. We are both the slave trainer here. If you want to survive here, then you will submit to him. You need to accept the fact that you are now a nobody. The world doesn't even know you exist. No one will notice your disappearance. Liam and I are very excited to spend our evenings causing you pains and mystery. It is a better way to spend the night than attending parties. Thank you so much, Shanaya" Kian let out. He yanked her head backwards, forcing her eyes to meet with his. "You know you are not bad looking, Shanaya. Maybe Liam and I will keep you around for ourselves for a while. At least until we find out mate, and then we will toss you aside like the trash you are '' Kian threatened.

"Well said, " Liam added.

"You will not...."

A hot slap prevented her from finishing her statement. Kian grabbed her jaw and forcefully pressed his lips against hers. Angie panicked. She has always wanted this to be with her mate.

The forced kiss became aggressive, and the more Angie struggled, the tighter his hold was.

Once she felt the swipe of his tongue prodding at the seam of her lips, attempting to gain access, she crackled and bit him hard.

Kian let out a muffled cry but Angie isn't done with him. She bit his bottom lips hard and released him once she could not breathe any longer.

"b***h!" Kian yelled as she released him. Liam was equally surprised. Angie stood immediately before they would pounce on her again. She hastily grabbed the sharp metal which was lying a few centimeters from her.

"I will kill you if you come closer" she threatened, swiping the metal to their faces.

Kian could not believe Angie. The audacity of her, after he considered giving her a chance to be his so she won't have to take the punishment and torture other slaves takes. She should be so lucky!. He thought but she had just shown that she doesn't deserve his favor.

The next thing Angie knew was that she was being dragged by Liam. He is way too stronger than her. He forced the metal away from her.

"Strap her down!" Kian said in a voice that announced victory.

Angie kicked and screamed as Liam forced her to her knees. Her heart rate picked up once ge placed the gag in her mouth to prevent her from screaming for help. She prayed that someone would come and what Liam and his subordinate was planning to do with her would stop.

Her eyes widened the moment another guard brought in a tray filled with tools, syringe and strange liquids.

Kian chuckled once he saw how scared Daisy was. "The b***h deserves it for nothing!" He thought. He enjoyed the scene playing before him.

Unluckily for Kian, heavens heard Angie's prayer as the matron barged in immediately.

"Goodness! Why does this place look like a war zone?" The timid looking lady asked and the third guy who came in with the tray quickly hid it but the matron caught a glimpse of the syringe.

"What is that? And did the king approve of his maid being treated in this manner?" The matron asked.

Kian smirked. He opened one of the strange bottles and drew some of its contents into the syringe.

"What is this!" Matron shouted.

"Will you just keep quiet and act as if you saw nothing, matron" that was Liam.

Tears of humiliation filled Angie's eyes.

"It's liquid silver and nothing more" Kian giggled and a shiver travelled down Angie's spine. Her eyes followed every step of Kian. He is getting close to her and he will insert it to her. Angie looked at matron for help but unfortunately, none was forthcoming.

Kian chuckled. He pulled the syringe on the plunger backwards filling it with more cool silver liquid that will bring any werewolf to their knees.

Kian whistled as he completed the process six more times.

"You ready?" He asked Angie with a cheerful grin on his face.

"You will never break me. I will never submit to you!" She replied but her voice only came out as whispers as a result of the gag in her mouth.

Kian grabbed her thumb and was about jabbing it with the needle of the syringe when the matron step forward.

"Listen, you can't do this. This is not how to treat a slave and I'm sure the king do not command this. If you do not stop this, I will go report to the Alpha" She cautioned, seriously.

Kian felt disappointed. Liam as well.

"Will you stop?" The matron glared. Kian scoffed but Liam remained non revolted.

Tears of gratitude filled Angie's eyes as the two male left her. Her gag was removed as well.

"Follow me" the matron commanded and it was all Angie wanted to hear. She wanted to be out anywhere so far it is not this cold dungeon.

Angie was finally taken out of the cage by the matron. She saw places that were appealing to the eyes and it made her feel better.

But her heart beat faster each time she remembers her status, a slave. The reason she was taken out of the cell for the second time in a week remained unknown to her. She followed the matron quietly like a humble loyal servant.

It seems they've reached their destination as the matron push a particular door in the quarters open.

"Eloise, is the slave bath ready?" Matron asked and a lady of Angie's age showed up from the curtains. Her eyes pinned Angie. It isn't hate nor is it love.

"Yes, ma'am, the slave bath is ready. She can come in" Eloise reply gave Angie a hint of what is going to happen. They are to bath her and she found it funny that maids would bath a slave.

Angie thought that this act could only mean one thing. Could it mean that her destination is the king's bed?. She couldn't find answers.

She was bathed. For maids attended to her. One of them, the oldest named Penolope, was the one in charge.

They scrubbed every part of her and it felt as if they were bathing for a new bride. After the bath, Angie finally felt like a human. Her fair skin was clean and without dirt.

The matron cme from the innermost part of the room with pieces of clothing. It was barely any clothes.

Eloise grabbed the comb and loosened the tangles in her midnight black long hair. When the matron showed Penolope the clothes, Angie cringed. A grey transparent chiffon skirt that would barely touch her hip and a piece of matching chiffon top that barely covered her n*****s. They gave her nothing to cover her cloth less ness.

They sprayed her perfumes too.

"All done" fear gripped her heart as Eloise announced.

"You are to go to the king's chamber now. It is better not to keep him waiting" The matron relayed curtly but Angie had more things to worry about. What the hell is she going to do in the king's chamber? And with this type of clothing on. Is he going to like sleeping with her?

No. It cannot be possible.

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Fear clouded her vision with each step she took. Her hand trembled as she raised it to knock at the large ornate door.

"Come in" came his curt reply. His voice was frost in her heart. To know that he is expecting her made conniption to reverberate through her body.

She opened the door and walked in. Her eyes met with the luxurious room. His room was bathed in gold but her situation didn't allow her to gape at it for long.

When he stared at her, Angie felt her skin crawling. She felt like dying because pure and undiluted hatred were the only thing his eyes held.

His eyes flashed dangerously with each step he took closer to her. When she couldn't take in his look anymore, she had her head down but he grabbed her jaws once he was close enough. Her heartbeat was audible enough, she could hear them thrumpling. He pushed her to the wall and placed a hand above her head. She looked like a tiny little thing, his towering height hovered above her.

Angie hasn't seen a man as scary as Derek. His mere glance is capable of killing. It took everything in her to maintain a straight face.

"Do you know what people now address me with?" He growled. He is looking so angry and she is scared he will shift into his wolf form.

"No....I...do not know" she replied as he doesn't like waiting. It's not advisable to keep him waiting.

He kept silent, raising his hand to caress her face. He then raised her chin. "Why me, Daisy?"

"I don't..... understand.... My King"

Derek scoffed. His eyes flashed furry. "I am not your king, I am only a king to my people" he relayed, icily.

"M....master" she corrected.

For the past ten years, I asked myself this same question. "Why me?" Derek groaned, "why take away the most precious people from me? why do you have to be the architect of my misfortune? Why did you have to hurt my pregnant sister?"

Angie shook her head helplessly. Only her knows that she is just a substitute. Everyone thinks of her as Shanaya. How bad!

Derek strode towards her with pure hate emanating in his eyes. Hecaressed the collar on her neck. The collar that announced her as his property. Angie was scared, once he pressed the button on it, it would be over for her.

"Now, everyone has tagged this powerful Alpha before you as unlucky. You are not enough for what I have in mind. You might not be enough but you, Angie, will bear the brunt of my hatred and anger"

A chill traveled down her body with every word he let out. Each word of his arouses deep hatred.

"I'm just a substi..." Angie's words hang in the air. She couldn't speak and so she let her tears flow out freely.

She will have to live the rest of her life pretending to be another.

How sad!

Derek's steel eyes met hers. "Strip" it was one word, one command.