THE ALPHA I STOLE TO BE MINE

CHAPTER 4

Nicole's POV

After several hours in the dungeon, I was convinced that I would be getting executed in the Sandcastle pack too. The dungeon reeked of urine, dirt, and all sorts of unrecognizable odors.

The entire place was pitch black with not a single reflection of light. I sat with my back against the wall and folded my knees up to my chest.

A gush of cold wind blew against my knees, and I almost broke down until I felt someone sneaking onto my back.

“Who's there?” I called out, panicking. Did Xavier send someone to kill me here? I froze, but the sneaking sound didn't stop until I could feel the presence right behind me.

“Please spare me. I'll leave. I'll do anything you want; please don't kill me.” I begged frantically. My senses were heightened, but the darkness made it hard for me to be able to work out anything.

“Ssshhh.” A familiar voice held their hand over my mouth. My body froze as I recognized the voice in the dark. I realized what was happening even before it started.

“I miss you.” He whispered and grazed my ear with his lips. The feeling of his touch made my skin crawl and brought tears to my eyes.

His hands trailed along the lines of my collar, tracing up to my neck. He kissed my neck and sucked on my ears, sending shivers down my spine.

“Tell me how much you miss me.” He whispered again, this time with his hands groping my breasts tightly. A sharp sound of pain tore through my lips, breaking the wall I built against my tears.

I didn't have to see his face in the dark to know who it was; the rough patch of his hands was enough to fuel my nightmares for years.

“P…please don't do this…please…” I whispered with shaky hands. My tears ran freely now, but that didn't stop him from kissing my neck and suddenly choking me.

Of course, he never listens; he has never listened.

“I know you want me as much as I want you, doll. You belong to me, and I want you now.” His raspy voice filled my head. Soon, his hands traced along the lines of my dress, and when he couldn't get through to my thigh, he tore my underpants.

“Please…please stop….” I cried and held his hand, but he swatted it away immediately.

“This is the thing you do that gets to me, doll. I know you want this. Don't make me force you.” His voice was starting to get louder, and a part of me wondered if he planned this with Camille.

It would make sense why she would want me in the dungeon in her house so her brother could have s*x with me like he always did.

Whatever I said next didn't matter because he thrust into mine without listening and placed one of his hands over my mouth. By now, my tears were dry and my voice had gone silent.

I let him have his way with me as usual.

“Nicole! Nicole! Wake up, you good-for-nothing loser!” I suddenly heard Camille's voice in my head.

Camille? Why would she be in the dungeon where her brother was r****g me?

“Wake the f**k up, b***h!” I heard, and the next thing that followed was a splash of extremely cold water.

My eyes flew open, and the first thing I did was take in my environment. I searched for him with my eyes, only to realize that he wasn't there.

I was dreaming. Everything felt so real—his touch, his voice, even the way he treated me like a rag made it feel so real.

“It was a dream,” I whispered.

“Hey, Alice in Wonderland.” Camille's voice brought me back to reality. I searched the dungeon for her voice, only to find her standing by the gate.

“Ma'am.” I instantly lowered my eyes and fell on my knees. I could hear her labored breathing as she stared at me with nothing but anger and fury in her eyes.

She was clearly going to punish me in her own way, and I started to prepare my heart for whatever was about to come, but her next words shocked me.

“Come with me.” She said. At first, I thought I was hallucinating.

“What?” I asked in confusion.

“You heard me. Get your wretched self up and come with me.” She bellowed again. I rushed up and ran to the gate. To my shock, the dungeon's gate was open. Camille had started to walk before me, so instead of wondering how she got the gate open, I ran behind her.

Well, until I saw another chance to gain my freedom.

A narrow passage to the left looked abandoned, and I could see that it led to a part of the forest. The towering trees in the forest aided my point.

“Don't do it, Nicole.” My wolf nudged me, but I wasn't willing to compromise.

Who knows if Camille was taking me to be killed? What better chance to escape and gain my freedom than this?

So without thinking twice, I turned left, away from Camille's direction, and made a run for it.

I ran without looking back, and just like I'd predicted, the passage did lead to a part of the forest, except that there was another gate, and it was locked.

My brain almost froze in place, but I had to act fast. It was only a matter of time before Camille noticed that I was no longer behind her.

I pushed my weight on the gate, but it was stronger and almost pushed my shoulder.

“There she is, get her!” I looked back and saw some of the pack guards run towards me.

“I'm doomed.” I thought to myself with fear coursing through me. My heart was thumping faster than normal, and my hands became shaky and sweaty.

“Please open…” I prayed under my breath for the gate to open miraculously.

But I must have exhausted my good luck charm because in no time, the guards caught up with me and landed me two slaps before I could speak.

“You just set yourself up for a lifetime of suffering.” One of the guards said as they pushed me back in the direction of the pack house.

“If you know what's good for yourself, start saying your last prayers.” Another added, and I couldn't have agreed more.