Sold To The Beast

Chapter 2

ANASTASIA

I was screaming and kicking, begging for them not to do this to me. That monster was merciless. My life was already hard. But with him, I knew I would die for sure. “Please, father. I beg you. Ask me for my life. I will give it to you. Please, don't hand me over to that monster. I am begging you to have mercy on me, father.” I screamed on top of my lungs, hoping my father would listen.

The whole world might have listened to me. But my father was just as heartless as he had always been toward me. He had always blamed me for his mate's death. “Father, please, don't punish me like that.” I begged when I saw him. My brother also didn't show any mercy. He was pulling me to my father's office by my hair.

He threw me in Alpha Vincent's feet. I didn't dare to look up at that monster. I was terrified of him. “The contract has been signed. We have given you a breeder. You are offering us protection. I think everything is perfect.” My father spoke calmly, as if he was handing over a slave to that monster. As if I was not his own flesh and blood.

“Good! Now that we have agreed upon everything, I shall take my leave.” Listening to that monster's voice, I felt my skin crawl. His voice was deep, so deep that I felt it vibrate in my stomach.

He stood up. He grabbed my hand and pulled me on my feet. I was about to open my mouth to plead with him so he wouldn't take me with him. But the moment I looked into his red eyes, my soul left my body for a moment and my tongue died in my mouth.

I was terrified of him. He dragged me out of the pack house. I was looking at my father, with pleading eyes, hoping he would listen, for once. But when I saw comfort on his face as he got rid of me, my heart literally died in my chest.

I couldn't help but wonder how a father could be so cruel to his own daughter. It was not my fault that I had breached. It was not my fault that my mother was constantly drinking when I was in her stomach. It was not my fault that my mother died while giving birth to me. Alpha Vincent shoved me in his car then he hopped in. That's how I was taken away from hell, and was on my way to the devil's pit.

…..

I was in the devil's mansion. To call it a mansion, didn't do justice to the size of that place. I had lived all my life in a mansion. Well, in its dungeon. But what Alpha Vincent called his mansion, was actually three times the size of the mansion my father owned. It was justified if I called that place a palace.

I controlled my bitter laugh when I looked at that place. It was bigger, maybe that's why he offered me a room. Because he had plenty of rooms that were locked and empty. But even so, I was still nothing. Just a burden who would be scrubbing the floors of that big palace. Just the thought gave me shivers. I used to work all day to make the floors spotless when I was living under my father's roof. Here, I knew I would die scrubbing the floors within a few days.

A healer was checking up on me. While the monster was standing not too far away from me. I kept reminding myself to keep on breathing. “What is it?” Alpha Vincent asked as the healer took a step away from me. She had a disappointed look on her face that made my heart sink in the pit of my stomach.

“I don't think her body can handle conceiving your heir, Alpha.” My heart nearly stopped when I heard her.

“You have got to be f*****g kidding me. Did that bastard old fart play me in the worst way? I will not spare him and his people.” I gasped when I heard him howling threats in my face about my father.

He hated me, but he was my father and I loved him with the depths of my heart. I never wanted to see him hurt. The next moment, I was on my knees, wrapped around one of Alpha Vincent's long legs. “No, please. Spare my people and my father. I swear, I will do anything you ask me to. I will not once argue or complain even if you kill me.” I begged him with all my might.

I couldn't see grim reapers around me as I had dared to touch him. I was eventually gonna die someday real close. I'd rather die alone, but drag my people to this as well. “Alpha, you took me wrong. She can't conceive your heir now. She is weak. She is dehydrated and malnourished. She has broken bones in her body. And wounds that need to heal.” The healer interrupted and I took a whiff of relief.

“So, she can have my children, but not just now?” He asked the healer and she quickly nodded.

“It's not the baby that she can't handle in such a condition, but you… I mean, just look at her, she will die with just one… ummm… penetration.” I didn't know if I was supposed to be terrified for my life or just wellbeing. That man was nothing but bad news. And I was going to be his breeder.

“Is it fixable?” He asked the healer and I held my breath.

“Absolutely. I'll get her on a diet and meds. Meds to heal her and died full of protein and dairy to get her healthy. She'll be ready to have your children in no time.” I took a sigh of relief when I heard it.

I whimpered when he wrapped one of his hands around my neck and pulled me up from the ground. He made me sit back on the bed. “So, are you going to follow her instructions?” He asked me and I quickly nodded my head.

“I'll do anything. Please, don't hurt my father.” I pleaded with him again, tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

“You are loyal to him. Even though he literally signed your death certificate while you are still living and breathing?” His words were hurtful, but not as much as I used to hear from my father.

“He is my father. I can't hate him. It's how Goddess made us daughters.” The tears I held at bay, finally started raining down. My chest tightened up with that same hollow feeling. The hollow that my father was supposed to fill up but he never did. I was glad that he didn't say anything. He just walked away without saying anything.