Alpha Kaden’s Second Mate Novel – The sound in the bushes made me stand up immediately and l was at high alert, was it possible l had been caught?, l did not think anyone was following me while l escaped, l can’t go back to that pack,l refuse to go back into captivity while I have tasted freedom. The growling that came next sent shivers down my spine but the one that worried me the most was that l could feel it, the pull, an attraction to this wolf that was lurking in the dark. My mate. L do not want this, l do not want a mate, not now, not ever.
The Sins of the Father. It is funny how life changes in a single second, one moment you are at the top of the world , in rainbows and sunshine and the next day in a twinkle of an eye everything comes crashing down like a collapsed building, it would have been different if my misfortune were to have been caused by my own hands but rather it wasn’t, and it hurt to suffer because I was the spawn of the so called enemy, I was simply paying for a crime, I did not commit, the Sins of the father are passed on to the sons or rather in this case unto the daughter.
I once treasured the home that brought me peace and joy, the home of my birth, the home where I had all my memories, the home where I was among the people I belong with , the home of my family, the home of my pack, my clan and now this home had become my personal prison, a nightmare, a cage where I have been cast into and a place where I was now treated like a piece of trash, less than a werewolf of my birthright, and less than a person, my pack members that once cherished me and treated me like a princess now treated me like a slave that was tainted with blood, like an Omega of the lowest level in the pack’s history.
All the household and maintenance burdens of the packmembers and the pack members now fell on me and only me, no help given, I was not allowed to receive help of any kind, it would be a taboo, not that anyone would even help me to even begin with. I, Louisiana Reynolds the once cherished daughter of the Former Beta Darius Reynolds and daughter of RedSand Pack now an Omega, a slave, reduced to nothing and no one but a rotten pest of the pack with nothing but a stained blood, the blood of evil. I clearly remember the day my life turned upside down, it was the same day my father was killed, Darius Reynolds my father and the former beta of the pack had lost his mate, my mother Rita Reynolds who died at childbirth at exactly three years ago from today.
Usually it was rare for a werewolf to die during childbirth but my mother had always been weak, she had been born as a weak pup and it was only a miracle that she had been able to live up to the age that she lived which was age forty-five. That day my father had lost his pup, and his mate, while I had lost my mother and my brother. As a werewolf, losing your mate was very excruciating and almost impossible to heal from but my father was strong, and at that time I commended his strength, the entire pack commended his strength as well, but we were all wrong, my father had only been good in hiding his pain when he was in front of people, because he was an authority in the pack, the Second in command of a pack that housed almost three hundred wolves , males, females and children.
My father had fallen deep into his grief and I was in my own grief, mourning the loss of my mother not to have realized that my father would have been having it worse, I neglected him, his needs and I slowly watched him unknowingly slip into the state of madness until he had committed the greatest offense of all time in werewolves laws, my father had raped and brutally murdered another’s mate and to make things worse, the female that had been murdered had been blessed with a pup but my father snatched that blessing away from her fated mate, he ruined lives, he ruined the packs reputation and eventually ruined my life.
I remember the day, I was dragged to the square to be judged alongside my father, a spawn of the devil was the devil, that had been the words of my Alpha, Alpha Samuel, an Alpha that had once cherished me like a daughter, an Alpha that had once thought I would be mates to his son Williams when we turned eighteen had spat on me and treated me with disgust that day. The most painful thing of all in our trial was that my father had died a madman, he had no idea of what he had done up until his death, even has his head had been ripped off from his body, he had no idea what he had done and he couldn’t even recognize me as his daughter, as I wailed and dragged at the tragedy before me.
I remember the look on Alpha Kaden’s face, he was quite young, probably four to five years older than I was, he was the Alpha of Blood Sun pack, a pack that housed up to a thousand werewolves , one of the most strongest pack in the world, the most feared Alpha in the region and sadly the mate of whom had been raped and killed by my own father, he was present when they ripped out my father’s head from his body and when my father’s lifeless head tumbled on the ground , he turned to face me, there was this redness in his face, this unquenchable anger deep in his eye balls and at that moment I knew I would be the next to feel his wrath, but I was wrong, he looked at me deep with hatred and disdain for longer than seconds, I could count before he transformed into his black beast wolf and dashed into the forest.
Where did everything go wrong, how did a peace treaty visit turn into a bloody mess, my Alpha , Alpha Samuel as his own way to ease the burden damage that was brought on Blood Sun Pack for the loss of their Luna by publicly stripping me for the whole pack to see and flogged me with wolfs bane laced chains multiple times across my back that still today I c couldn’t think to remember, the scars of the flogging still painted across my back like a disgraced animal. I remember the sight and the smell of my blood and me calling out for help from my pack members but no one came to my rescue unless they were ready to face the wrath of our Alpha and potentially that if Alpha Kaden. Alpha Samuel had stripped off my title as a Beta blood and downgraded to an Omega, the lowest of the lowest and an Omega, I shall remain still I die. I knew then that I would never have a mate, my mate would be quick to reject me if my past was ever known to him.
I was now a damage good, a curse that will be slaved all day round in Redsand pack. I stared at the half moon, as I laid on the floor of the dungeon beneath the pack house of my pack, The sun would soon rise and my wolf itched for a run. It had been a while since I was able to transform actually it had been three years , since I had changed to my wolf form, since I had been condemned to a life as an omega and a pack slave, I had been fed little amount of wolfs bane to suppress my wolf and as a result I have not been able to feel my wolf properly and transform even if I had the opportunity to and it has also been three years since I have been able to mind link anyone in my pack and them back to me , not that anyone would want to in the first place and I am sure that the reason for the loss of my mind link abilities would also be as a result of the wolfs bane as well as completely weakens me.
This dungeon has been my home since the tragedy, every day at the break of dawn, I am released to the open to do my chores around the pack and when I was done, I would be escorted back by one of the pack guards whom doesn’t spare any opportunity to manhandle and mistreat me at any given time. I turn twenty one soon and I have been living this life of pain. There has not been a day throughout these three years I had not dreamed and wished everything to be a mere dream as I slept at night but as the burning sun rays hit my skin each morning and I wake up to the cold dungeon floor reality sets in again, a bitter reality indeed. “Hey!, Get up!” the guard snapped as the pulled open the gate of the dungeon forcefully, too forcefully as a matter of fact that my body jerked up in surprise.
The bulk guard marched into the my dungeon walls with a suspicious smile on his face that brought shiver down my spine, I know then what is to come, his sickening smile widened, he derived pleasure from watching the fear that was to come from me “lie down!” He snapped and I gasped outwardly unable to control the panic that was rising within me “Please” I begged, I know I shouldn’t at this point, this had been a routine for a year now still I begged hoping that he would spare me but every time I was wrong and know this time, I would also be wrong. “You beg every time ” he laughed cynically before saying afterwards “Your tears brings me pleasure and he drags me forcefully pushing me to the ground as he immediately gets on top of me and raises up my beaten down dress up to expose my feminine parts before unzipping his trousers , my heart rate rises as the tears run down my cheeks and the pain of violation itched in my skin.
The rubs his fingers in my private part forcefully and I let out a scream. “Shut up or I will kill you!” he snapped and he released his member cupping it in his hands as he pumped his parts and rubbed violently but there was no penetration, it was like he was saving it each time, he groans louder as hot tears ran down my cheeks. This has been a routine for the passed one year at least one time in a week and thrice at most , I know I should be thankful that he had not taken my true virtue yet but he had definitely taken my purity and after some minutes or so of groaning and continuous pumping he brings his member to my face and releases himself on my cheeks and just like that a piece of my dignity stripped is from me again and at that moment I solely desired the death he was so willing to offer me earlier. The Wolves Talk . . . “Look, I brought her in one piece as usual” the guard said with a sickening smirk on his face as he threw me across the room until I landed on the tiled floor of the pack house kitchen.
I imagined how I looked laying helpless on the kitchen floor, drained of life and light but this people could care less how I looked or how I felt, they have made that known to me countless times over the past three years, it is strange how it takes the circumstances a person face to know how people really felt for them. Those who stay in the good times and in the bad times are your true friend. How the Redsand pack were quick to turn against me in a twinkle of an eye though they were not the parties that were directly wrong baffled me at times, it was like they had a certain rage before the tragedy and that event had just triggered the chain reaction that set a timed bomb off and I was at the receiving end of that bomb’s blast. “Good Sean !, you sure took your good time” The kitchen head, Vera spat as she stared at me in disgust, it was obvious she could still smell the guards discharge on me and her stare made me feel more disgusted with myself, if only I was privileged to at least have a good and nice bath, but all my privileges had been taken away from me, the day I lost everything as well as my dignity, or rather most of it, what was left was what I use to boost my strength in surviving each day without thinking of ending it all.
Though most of the times, I wished for death, deep inside me I don’t, I want to live, I want to be alive and I want to be happy and deeper down inside me , I wanted a mate that would love unconditionally with all my flaws. The spirit of my parents lived inside me and I hear them urging me to be strong, to not give up , regardless of my father’s sin, I know he was a good man, a wonderful father and a great beta. Sometimes I question the moon goddess, was this the purpose she had for me, was I not destined for happiness. “Of course” Sean grinned and walked out of the kitchen but not without sparing me a sadistic glance as he eyed my body lustfully. “Filthy bimbo!” Vera spat at me on the floor as she looked at me with pure hatred “You are just like your mother, a filthy bimbo she was a filthy bimbo you also are” Vera held an extra hatred towards me, and I know the reason why, she had always had an affection for my father. My mother once told me that my father and Vera where once a couple before my father discovered his true mate.
Vera must have been devastated for the loss of lover though they were not destined by the moon goddess. Vera rejected her mate thinking my father would do the same but he didn’t and even up until today she remained unmated but not celibate. Vera was the real pack bimbo but she had always blamed her predicament on my father , she blamed him fervently for tricking her and making her lose her mate though she was entirely the own architect of her own misfortune. Though it was a misfortune on her part, my misfortune was greater than hers. “Go clean yourself up you wench!, your stench is ruining my kitchen and my nose” Vera spat again as she dragged me from the kitchen floor into the staff bathroom before shutting the door behind me.
I was not allowed here on a regular basis, Vera would not allow it, but today I must have stunk really bad and I get to enjoy this privilege and I would grab the opportunity, I am well aware that Vera would not allow me take my time to properly take my bathe. So I immediately stripped out of my clothes, a little saddened that I would have no other choice but to put the dirty dress on after a clean bathe. The cold water stream down my body from the shower and I take the opportunity to let the tears slip out of my eyes, as I thought of my life,my heart breaking life, I wanted to scream but I couldn’t, my throat wouldn’t let it out, I felt like I was choking like a chord had been wrapped across my neck and it was tightening itself each passing seconds and more tears stream down my eyes and the water from the shower washed it away immediately.
How I wished the water could also wash away my pain sorrows or even wash me out of this place to my freedom. I knew the wish would not come to pass when I heard the loud bang against the bathroom door. “Get out of there now!” I hear Vera shout angrily from the other side of the door. I immediately jumped out of the shower without wiping my body and quickly put on my beaten down dress that I laid on the bathroom sink before I marched to open the bathroom door. “Here” Vera slapped the dress against my chest “wear it and get out now. I am doing you a favor this time. The Alpha would not be pleased if you had appeared like a trash before him while he entertained his guest” “Serve the Alpha?, His guest?” I questioned confused , I was never allowed to serve him my duties had always been to clean the kitchen after every meal was prepared, I have never been allowed to venture into the pack house during meal times and walk alongside the pack members.
“Do not question me, Do as I say” Vera frowned, she waited for me to put on the dress , it wasn’t the best , neither was it new but it would do perfectly, my former dress had already resembled a rag. This new dress would last for a while before another act of generosity falls on me again. I finished putting on the dress and followed behind her “Follow the other servants and act properly, any act of defiance would cause you everything and trust me, it would not be death, death would be a privilege, a gift and Redsand pack has no interest in gifting a tramp like you gifts” Vera scolded, I bowed my head down as I nodded in acknowledgement. Her warnings were of no need to me, I would never act out of turn, I wasn’t strong enough and I have no allies. It would be to my disadvantage if I behaved stupidly and incur more wrath from the pack.
I stepped into the pack hall, where group gatherings and dinner took place with a cooler on my hand as I followed quietly behind the servants not uttering a single word. The pack hall was just as I remembered but this time it looked more beautiful, more modern, a lot has really changed in three years, the world had changed while I have been stuck in one position. In the past my family and I sat at the table at the right hand of the Alpha’s table, those were the happy times, dining with my family and with my pack, those were memories I still cherished despite the harsh treatment I was getting from this pack members that had once called me sister, daughter and friend. “Join in the serving, assist Tora in serving the Alpha’s table” Vera instructed I nodded in acknowledgement without uttering a single word, though my heart was frightened, I had not been able to set my eyes on the alpha directly for more than two years.
He had forgotten about me left me at the hands of the wolves he commanded. I wondered if he would recognized me today, a part of me wanted him to , I wanted him to see the pain he had made me lived in for three years for being born to a guilty person . Another part of me didn’t want him to recognize me at all, he might remember the great sin of the past and incur more wrath and judgement on me. The wolves talk as I carry the tray of food to the Alpha’s table. They realize my presence among them in the halls. They are surprised to see me, I have not graced their presence all together in one building in three years , they are surprised to see me serving with the servants today. The whispers loudens as I approached the alpha’s table and this time Alpha Samuel had noticed my presence but I kept my head down and avoided meeting his face. My gaze fall on Williams.
I don’t feel a thing no attraction or pull then I am sure that I am not his mate , none of the wolves in the hall is my mate and I feel a certain relief. William also stared at me , he had a frown on his face and his mouth was scrunched up like he wanted to say something or do something but something was holding him back. William sister, Diana was seated beside her brother, she was once my best friend and as I looked into her eyes I could see sorrow radiating from her eye orbs, like she pitied me. I don’t need it from her, not now not ever. “Louisiana, you still live” the Alpha voice boomed across the silent halls, the wolves knows not to talk when the Alpha speaks. “Yes Alpha” I responded softly and firm my gaze rooted in the tiled floor of the halls, was he hoping I would be dead?, he was the one that dumped me in the dungeons surely he made inquiries of his prisoners once in a while.
“Who is she?” The stranger beside him spoke, the power radiating from him told me that he was an Alpha. The visitor Vera spoke about. “She is the daughter of my former beta. Beta Darius, the traitor” The Alpha announced ever loudly like as if reminding the pack of my stained identity, my heart broke and quivered as I am reminded of my position “The one who murdered Alpha’s Kaden pregnant mate?” The strange Alpha asked “Yes, a sad event it was” Alpha Samuel replied. “And she lives, Alpha Kaden spared her life ” the Alpha says surprised “That puzzled me as well, but I assure you Alpha Leonard, she is paying for her sins properly” the Alpha responded, My sins !, My sins !, Was it my sin, I was innocent, I am still in I am still innocent. “Of course” Alpha Leonard responded This was madness, why do they see it fit to punish me, it was not my hands that was stained with blood, I look up slightly to stare at the Luna’s face, Luna Tamara.
She had been like a second mother to me all those years before the tragedy, she had consoled me when my mother passed and she held so much love in her eyes for me but this time I could only see indifference inside them. Was there really no one that is willing to help me, to stop the injustice done against me. “You may leave” the Alpha commanded and with a bow, I carried my feet away from his table but as I left I stared at the table that was once occupied by my family, already occupied by another family, the once Gamma, Gamma Eric was now the new beta. A lone tear slipped out of my face as I departed from their presence back to the servers stand and thankfully Vera had no use of me in serving again unless I would have had to walk back to the tables I just passed in shame. Maybe this was all Vera’s plan to remind me of where I belonged and it worked. I know my place.