The Alpha King's Rejected Mate

This book isn't like the typical ones you have read and I made my own werewolf rules. This book will contain,  -violence - severe abuse -extra mature content -swear languages  -a weak female lead(weak to strong character growth which might be slow as one just doesn't snap out of abuse in a day.) -steamy scenes including the daddy kink, degradation kink and b**m themes Nyx's pov          I hissed as the silver-laced whip came down against my back. I felt my skin s***h open with a new wound when the whip came down again leaving an injury worse than the last. "Should we do twenty-two?" His laugh was sinister as always sending chills up my spine, "Or twenty-two multiplied by two?" He brought the whip down again and this time I yelled in pain as I couldn't keep it in any longer.  The tears I had been fighting to hold stung harshly and rolled down my cheeks. We are supposed to be mates! I bit back my words, why are you doing this?  And I couldn't ask this either fearing for what would come next, we have a child together for goodness sake! I didn't have enough courage to say this too. "I wonder what the moon goddess was thinking when she made us mates!" He gritted as he bent to where I was hunched over on the floor. He grabbed my head and made me face him, my own pained green eyes meeting his of grey that glinted with hate for me, "Weak mutt!" He spat. "You should have just let me accept your rejection!" I spat and instantly regretted my action as a harsh blow landed on my face. "You dare talk back at your Alpha?!" His voice was filled with rage, "Seems you have forgotten what put you in this position in the first place." He reminded me, "And why would I have let you accept my rejection?" His question was somewhat rhetorical, "I want you to feel every pain anytime I have s*x with another person." "I am sorry," I muttered weakly, memories of what had put me in this state, reeling in my head.  He had asked me earlier this morning to prepare an omelet and I had refused to, being fed up with my condition, stating that I wasn't his maid he had gotten angry as usual and vowed to punish me. So, here I was observing my punishment, I had never had it this bad and I wondered what the rest of the day had In store for me and what my life had in store for me. "You know I would have been nicer if you weren't some ugly, weak, cursed b***h!" He grabbed a hold of my hair and pulled my head back with so much force I felt the strain in my scalp, "And that stupid wretched father of yours, you know why he gambled you away at such a young age?" I kept mute as his horrid words cut through me like an actual knife. "It's because you are nothing! A waste! Useless! A curse! You are worthless and I am hell-bent on giving you so much pain to remind you of how much of a letdown you are! You deserve only pain." I whimpered at his words as more tears fell from my eyes. "And that stupid child of yours..." She's our child, I so badly wanted to tell him, why are you this cruel? "She's a waste just like you! Cursed and useless!" He said, "And you even have the guts to say that she's mine?" His grip on my hair tightened, "How do I know the little b***h is mine? Every unmated male has been between those useless legs of yours! w***e!" I cringed at his words, the same words I heard ever since I birthed her. "She's yours and you know it!" I retorted glaring at him, "I am no w***e!" His grip left my hair and traveled to my neck squeezing hard and restricting my airflow, my eyes bulged as I struggled to breathe. "You can use that mouth of yours right?" He leered at me, his tongue peeking out to drag across his lips. My skin crawled with disgust and I felt claws coming out piercing my skin as the grip tightened. His wolf was out and I felt raw fear wash over me. "I will show you how to use that f*****g mouth!" He stood up releasing his hold and I slumped to the floor gasping for air. I wasn't even given a moment to catch my breath. He bent swiftly, picked me up with a harsh move, and with long strides he reached the bed. He threw me on it with a growl and I howled in pain as my head met with the headboard, tears clouded my vision. I looked up at him and his shirt was gone, his hands laid on his belt unbuckling it and he had his usual signature smirk on his face anytime he wanted to take advantage of me. I closed my eyes as his last piece of clothing came off and soon I felt his weight on me and I lay there stilling in silence as I bore it all with tears flowing down my cheeks no doubt leaving the imprints of the trauma I was about to relive.  ________                           I woke up to a soft hand caressing my cheek, opening my eyes I saw Amara in front of me, her green eyes looked sad as she peered down at me. I was glad she took my eyes and looked more like me, I couldn't imagine her bearing resemblance to her father. She was holding her teddy 'fluffy' and her dress was stained with mud, and her face was dirty too. "Mummy..." She called, "Blood." I knew she was talking about my wounds as I saw tears glistening in her eyes too. I tried to sit up and was rewarded with pain as I did so. "Where am I?" I groaned trying to decipher my surroundings while I looked around only to discover that I was in the alley as expected. He always ordered warriors to drop me here when he was done as I always passed out. "Sorry mummy." She sniffed as she dropped fluffy and flung her arms around me not minding that the blood on me would mess up her hands and clothes. I drew her closer and hugged her back holding tight to my daughter, the only reason for me still being alive and fighting. I had to be alive to take care of her and give her a better life. "Have you eaten baby?" I asked her. "No." She shook her head and looked up at me, "I was waiting for you..." "Okay." I gently pushed her off me and stood up. I picked her up once I was on my feet and made my way back into the pack house. "w***e!" "Slut!" "Cursed!" "Abomination!" I tried not to pay attention to the words. I had gotten used to them over time. They were all I heard as I passed by the members of the pack making their way to my room or should I say cubicle. Each time I heard these words I was pained, hearing them over and over again pushed me to tears but I couldn't retaliate or defend myself as I would get punished. "Look at her..." I heard one of the ladies sneer, "Imagine she was our luna." Her wicked laugh followed, "I bet she's even fake mates with the Alpha, she's such a booby, no wonder she got rejected." Others joined her in mocking and laughing at me but I paid no attention to them, still hugging Amara close and trying to shield her ears from hearing such derogatory words but I knew it wouldn't work, she could hear them and often tried to ask me what they meant. You are not what they say you are, you are not a slut nor a w***e, nor a booby, you don't deserve this, you don't deserve the pain,  I tried convincing myself not to believe their words while I directed my steps into the kitchen with their voices fading away. It was empty and I let out a huge sigh of relief. I walked to the fridge and took out some fruits with meat. Amara loved meat a lot, would have said it was because she was a werewolf but she had a very large appetite for meat which was strange for her age. I finished from the kitchen and walked away quickly before someone would find me. I followed the stairs leading downwards toward the basement of the pack house which was where I stayed.  I got to it hastily and closed the door behind me as I entered before dropping Amara and the food I had in my hand.          It was dark down here, really dark. This place also served as a temporary store room where things that weren't needed were kept, things that weren't needed, me. In the corner of the basement was where I called home. A thin mattress was near the wall with a light blanket thrown over it. I had a worn-out sack next to the bed which carried most of Amara and I's clothes and other petty belongings. I took my child's hand and led her to the bed, sat her on it, and laid the food out before her.  She immediately reached for the meat on the plate and I giggled as she lifted it to her mouth and began gobbling it down. I sat joining her on the bed, picked up some grapes to eat, and leaned against the wall, I hissed in pain as my back came in contact with the wall cause my wounds were still raw and fresh. Let me heal you! Hera my wolf growled, stop being f*****g stubborn. No! I said to her, if you heal me now, he will find out and get angry, you know how he forbade us from healing, besides, you aren't even strong enough due to the wolfsbane and silver. We need to get out of here Nyx! She said, we need to get out of here before he kills us or hurts our pup. I looked at Amara on hearing her statement and felt anger surge within me at the thought of him harming her, You know we can't run. He will find us and hurt dad, you know it. Besides are we going to be rogues all our lives if we run, what will happen? We are omegas, we can't survive out there and Amara can't survive out there and I can't just leave dad here. Nyx! Hera growled, I could tell she was really angry, this man put us in this situation in the first place, gambling us off to the Alpha and not even caring till now, he's cruel to us, and yet you bother what's happening with him. She was right, my dad hadn't been an angel but even though he always saw me as a curse and an abomination because I was a silver wolf and never cared what happened to me, I still cared for him despite his cruelty. He was still my father, after all, the only family I have ever known.  We can't run away Hera, I said to her, what if worse happens to us out there? And what if good happens to us? She countered me, we can never know if we don't try. You have to rest Hera, we got a long day tomorrow, I said and cut off the connection. I looked at Amara to see that she had fallen asleep with fluffy tightly clutched to one hand and a half-eaten grapefruit held in the other. I smiled at her and lay next to her with the hope that sleep will embrace me soon.        I jolted up from sleep as the pain pierced my heart. I could feel Hera howling in pain too. I knew exactly what was happening as I felt the anguish again but I couldn't scream out, I had to muffle my screams so as not to wake my little girl. He was with someone again and I couldn't do anything about it but feel pain. That was why he had forbidden me from accepting his rejection so I could feel the pain anytime he had s*x with another woman. Why is he doing this to us? Hera cried as I stood up to my feet and made my way for the door, are we cursed? Why does our mate hate us this much? I don't know Hera, I whined as I opened the door and got out of the basement. I struggled to keep myself on my feet as I walked up the stairs. What are you doing? She asked me. I don't know, I didn't know, I walked up the stairs and navigated my way through the pack house. It was silent as everyone was asleep. I walked through the hallways and ascended more steps making my way to where my heart led me, where the source of my pain was. I walked till I reached the door, another pain shot through my entire being this time and I felt my knees buckle. Nyx, no! What the hell are you doing? Hera screeched as I reached out and knocked on the door. I could hear their grunts and screams of pleasure. I knocked harder as the pain intensified and their noises increased. I was about to knock again when the door was flung open and I immediately bowed my head in submission as the Alpha aura overcame me. He was standing there stark naked with his eyes glowering with anger as he stared at me. "Why are you doing this to me Titan?" I yelled in pain addressing him by his name without his title. Before I could say Jack I was pinned against the wall, his hand with his extending claws wrapped around my neck. "You buffoon!" He growled, "How dare you question me and address me with disrespect?" A slap landed on my face and I whimpered in pain and Hera howled at the same time. "You asked for this!" I saw his eyes darken and I knew he was mind-linking. He dropped me and I landed on the floor with a thump. Soon enough warriors appeared out of nowhere grabbing me and leading me out of the pack house while other pack members came out of their rooms, murmurs and grumbles grew. I was taken outside the pack house, standing in the open field with pack warriors by my side tightening their grips around my arms.  We were soon joined by other pack members who stood on looking with confused faces wondering what was going on. Alpha Titan came out of the pack house too, he was dressed now and he had on a very terrifying look. I was overwhelmed with fear and curiosity but mostly fear as I wondered what he was going to do to me. "Silence!" He barked at the pack members and they seized their chatter immediately, "Today, I shall teach this Omega." His gaze was directed at me, "Never to cross me ever again!" I whined knowing that it was my mate talking to me like this and causing me this pain. "Bring him out!" He screamed and I saw my dad being dragged out of the pack house looking haggard as usual. They left him on the ground paces away from where the Alpha stood. "Dad..." I screamed alarmed trying to run towards him but was immediately held back by the warriors, "What are you going to do?" I yelled at Alpha Titan. The pack members gasped at my audacity, "Leave him out of this, I am the one who angered you." "No dear mate, No." His smirk was sinister, "I know this will ruin you more and you will live with this guilt forever." What guilt? I asked myself as I watched him shift into his huge brown wolf. And before my very eyes, he lunged toward my father, and then I knew what he meant by the guilt. I watched as he pounced on my father, snapping his neck between his wolf jaws, the crunching sound made me sick to my stomach as blood splattered. I fell to the ground slipping away from the warrior's hold as I watched my dad die before me, a death I had caused. I howled in pain. I only wanted a day that wasn't entirely happy as I knew I couldn't be happy but at least peaceful cause it was a special day, what I didn't expect was to be the cause of my own father's death on my 22nd birthday.