Reborn As The Ruthless Alpha’s Runaway Slave

Chapter 4: Locked Up

CLAIRE'S POV

Many moments later, I had taken my bath and was getting dressed up by the maids. It almost didn't feel like I was the slave girl they said I was. While they took their time to get me dressed, my mind could not help but wander through the entire place. I thought about the possible way to get out of the pack. But nothing good was coming to my mind. I had heard stories about the Death claw pack and how they could be. Just like the name of the pack sounded, they were ruthless and very terrible. It was said that the pack had such a reputation because of the kind of Alpha they had.

What was his name again? Zeus. Yes, Zeus. The lady had referred to him as Alpha Zeus. I didn't know his name. All that reached my eyes a couple times were stories. That was all. Well, it appeared I was going to see the supposedly vicious Alpha king of the Death claw pack with my eyes and not just to hear about him.

The door to the room opened and someone walked in. I could see through the mirror that it was the same lady that had slapped me earlier on.

“Why are you not through with that yet?” I heard her ask.

The maids seemed to cower at the sound of her voice. Just who was she? What status did she hold in the pack?

“We are almost done, my lady.”

I scoffed at the response. My eyes met with her through the mirror before me. She could see obviously that I didn't give a damn about her. All I was genuinely concerned about was how to get out of this sickly place.

After a few more minutes, they were done getting me dressed.

“We are done, my lady,” one of the maids said to mean lady.

“Get out,” she ordered them.

There and then, the maids scurried out of the room without looking back. I stood up and examined my new look. Without a doubt, the new body was cool. The slave girl looked beautiful. In that area, the moon goddess didn't make a mistake. I was always beautiful. And she got a perfect body for me to occupy. However, the mistake was in her status.

“Is this how things are done here?” I asked as I turned to her.

“What?” She asked me in an inquisitive tone.

“I guess everyone here is a slave.”

She smiled and waved it off. “You must be wondering who I am in this pack. I am the lady of the pack. My name is Kayla. The Alpha king of the pack who you will be meeting soon is my younger brother.”

That explained it. Maybe being mean and rude was in their blood.

I said nothing but simply scoffed at her attempt to show off her status.

“Why are you doing this?” She asked me.

“What am I doing?” I asked her. “I should be the one asking that question. You dragged me all the way to this place and has refused to listen to what I have been saying.”

“Are you being this way because —” she stopped her statement abruptly and stroked her cheek. “Never mind. I am here to warm you, Cecilia.”

“Claire,” I corrected her.

She heaved a sigh. “Whatever your name is, I have to warn you. You should not by any means make the Alpha feel the need to have you killed. You have done enough already. And you see that trash you spilled earlier on, you should never say it again.”

By that, she was obviously referring to me saying that I was an Alpha too. But it was true.

“If I have made myself clear enough, I will take my leave now.”

While I watched, she turned and walked out of the room. Just as she was leaving, many guards walked in and gestured that I should move.

A couple of moments later, we were turning from one hallway to the other. I had no idea where they were taking me. But I knew that in the situation I was in, there was literally nothing I would be able to do. At one point, we began a descent through winding stairs. With every step we took, I could feel ground air. It was not long after we started the descent that I realized they had led me to a dungeon.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked in a state of apprehension.

Before I could do anything, they grabbed me tightly and pulled me all the way into the heart of the heart of the place. It was an underground cell. When my eyes fell on all the torture instruments there, my heart began to beat faster. They chained my hands to metal poles wide apart, making my arms to be stretched in opposite directions. My legs were locked together.

“Damn you!!” I yelled.

They didn't seem concerned about me. They were definitely following orders of their Alpha. Why did they get me dressed in a beautiful way only to have me locked up in this place? They acted hurriedly and left the cell.

I was utterly frustrated and thought of what to do. But there was no idea what I needed to do.

When I had given up trying to break free, I heard the sound of metal clanking in one end of the cell. The big rusty metallic door opened and a figure walked in. His motion was calm. That must be Alpha Zeus. When he stood before me, my heart partly melted. He was too cute and charming to be such a beastly person.

“Cecilia,” he said to me. “How far did you think you would go?”

“You look too good to be an ass hole,” I said in a derogatory tone.

He smiled. His hand trailed my cheeks slowly to my boops. What the heck was he thinking?

“Get your hands off me!” I growied.

After squeezing gently, he withdrew his hand.

“You will have to give your body to me,” he said. “That is the reason you are here. To carry my child.”

The statement echoed in my head. Damn it!

“I am not Cecilia,” I pointed out. “You should let me go from here.”

His face locked up and a glare appeared in his eyes. “I heard about your trick. But it's too cheap. I am an Alpha king. You can't resist me!”

I spat on his face. “I am an Alpha queen! I will never bow to you.”

He gnashed his teeth strongly as he wiped his face with his hand. When he looked at me again, his countenance was icy.

“You ….will remain in this dungeon until you are willing to bear my child.”

With that, he stormed out of the place. At that point, I had my doubts. Perhaps, I would not be able to pay the price the moon goddess placed for me. My revenge was already out of view.

Only one thing was certain….. I was screwed!