Tabitha's POV

Alpha King's sex slave

Tabitha's POV

“No mother. We are in the future now, look around you. You must have heard about the new law implemented. The witches Haven is built giving us a leverage as people that matters. This is it mother. The blood rage Prophecy is true, our clan is saved and flourishing, there's no need to fight all over again.” She clamps her hands to mine, baring her teeths in glee.

How could she be this foolish? How did I birth such a feather minded woman?

Her guts to speak so much nonsense infuriated me to the core. The daughter of mine was a curse and a rebel to think of accepting such cheap apologies from the enemies that ruined our lives for decades.

“I can see you're manipulated but I won't watch you ruin everything I've worked hard to build. I came to see you thinking you would be sensible. You're smart, what happened to you?” My temper rose.

“Mother, he's the father of my son and husband. Married, marked and sealed nothing can come between that, nothing mother.” She insists on trying to buy me over. My mind is made up and carved in stone.

“Betrayal is all I see over you. I birthed a selfish child who can't think with her brains. Do you think he would have loved you if your Clan imprisoned him? He's using you, caging you with the love leach to keep you on your knees always!” I snapped.

I regret ever having her when I got raped.

Talitha is a product of a forced intimacy which I never told her about because time without number I thought of taking her life as a kid. Good thing she took after my looks and not the bastard who I killed later stabbing him a number of seventy times and ate his eyes. Most men who took advantage of me died in similar circumstances. You can make a good guess.

Yes I killed them. They couldn't get their eyes off me, not even Syrian. His obsession with my body was an unhealthy one but what's surprising from a sick bloodthirsty maniac?

We had encounters where he tied me up with a whip, stripped me naked and flogged me till my skin peeled, amassing hungry blisters on my skin dripping with blood and in that condition he took my body and sometimes he shared me with his group of misogynistic Alphas.

I would scream, cry, made to take multiple Cocks in my ass and vaginal with their brutal fuckings and they loved it when I bleed till I couldn't walk. Few times it got so bad I fought their onslaught and got black eyes, a broken nose and a busted lips that kept me weeks to heal. I persevered because of my daughter. She's my ticket to revenge.

She's the foretold blood rage Queen to save her Clan. I took the bruises in silence and kept on living for my child nurturing her till she grew, hiding her far from anyone. Talitha has to be strong, smart and focused. I taught her all she should know on the Witches predicaments and as a smart child she assimilated every teachings.

Now what happened? The son of the monster who ruined lives has her thinking like a fool. She forgot all that had been taught and settled for crumbs.

“No mother I wanted revenge to avenge you and Diana but mother things weren't as it seemed. It's a new start, let's accept it and heal.” She curbed her hands in a plea.

“Never! Every soul that died will be avenged and no one will stop my quest, not even the weak daughter of mine. I almost got killed and fled to hiding yet the child born from my womb is making excuses for the oppressors.” Nothing would ever change my mind and that's final. I will crush anyone that stands in the way regardless of blood.

“Is that all you have to say mother? Where have you been all these years? You killed Syrian and went further to kill his Queen, a harmless woman for doing nothing. Your rage pushed you into doing that and it cost my sister's who got killed. Hades isn't perfect, he has blood running through his veins. He lost a mother, his biggest supporter but that's in the past he doesn't hold it against me and such can be your reality if you let go of the past mother and live in peace. I'll do everything to make you happy.”

Talitha must be out of her mind. She's putting the blame on me for the reason the attack happened. She's smart. I'll give her that. I killed Syrian and his Queen for strategic reasons. A well detailed plot that could take the lives of major people involved but I didn't care we lose to win most times. I did the act and when the news spread about my act I fled into hiding and sent a scroll as anonymous to the Witches camp. I set up my daughter to get caught. You could call me a bad mother or whatever you think I don't care. Her getting caught would be the undoing of the Wolves, she's beautiful, a very desirable woman and I've known men with their lust for voluptuous bodies. The daughter of mine escaped the attack with the help of Diana and my plan slid to the left till I heard news she got caught.

“Think about what's been said. I'll see you another time. Let's pretend we never met the other and had this conversation.” I pecked her cheek and put a map into her palm, she looked at it dumbfounded. “Come find me if you wish.” I pulled my cloak in order and sneaked out.

The map is where I live in a recluse.

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Expectations.

My expectations didn't waver. Talitha is my daughter. She owes me her existence. I let her take her time to come to a decision. She has no idea we could live better. The Witch Clan deserves the kingdom of Arni. Total domination over the Wolves would be a big slap to their face pissing on their ancestors.

I won't be bought into my right. The throne belongs to me and that I'll make sure it becomes a reality. The wolves don't know what's coming, every whip, chains, pain and death visited on us would be their lot.

A familiar scent faint in the air but it's there as it is in my nostrils. Talitha- She's here.

A knock hit my door.

I hurried to the door and set it apart to see her covered in a cloak, I stepped aside to let her in closing the door immediately. “I knew you would come. You're my daughter after all, your mother's daughter.” I pulled her into my arms rocking her back for a few minutes as we disengaged with a forced smile. She's back to join forces with her mother for our domination. The blood rage Queen prophecy must be fulfilled in all. I won't just save the Witches, I would take control over the world, stamping our flag on every soul and imprisoning every species, the elves, and everything that stands as a threat after all the world cast a blind eye during our plight. Now it's our turn to give them a taste of their medicines.

“Come seat.”

She nods and seats at my brown chair with her gaze running down the cottage. A huge one filled with a lot of expensive things. I loved in comfort and luxury all these years a life sponsored by the stolen golds I took from Syrian.

“You live here all alone and yet you never bothered to come look for me?” Her voice broke as she glanced around the room critically.

“I..-” My brain wasn't ready to swindle a lie. She would hate me when she finds out I let her go through the worst phase of her life because of my plots and quest. How could I do that? But I don't regret it. I planted her in Hades' life and history will repeat itself but I won't do the killing. She would. He would die in the arms of the woman he loves.

“Don’t lie, your expression answers it. You left me to die while you had a good life. Did you know what I went through? But you don't care, it never mattered to you and when my life is at a perfect phase you want to ruin it.”

“Listen to me.” I protest.

“Mother, it's too late. Nothing you will say will change my mind. It's too late to change the hands of time. You set us up to get killed and your daughter a slave to a king while you hid in your paradise with no iota of motherly affection.”

“Talitha, you're accusing me falsely. I love my Clan and...”

“You threw a bait which worked. The day I got captured Diana almost died. The first attack had the same Clan you claim to love their bloods leaking on the floor, their heads without their neck and my sisters butchered. You don't care, you ran into hiding and now you're back trying to convince me you love the Clan. I can't buy your white lies mother.”

Busted.

The daughter of mine figured me out like a book. My obsession was to be Queen and the support of the Clan to my agenda. I didn't care about them apart from myself.

“How did you find out?”

Talitha shook her head, rising to her feet. “It must be shocking to see I figured your schemes. I'm ashamed to believe my mother could do all this, this isn't the mother I know what got into you?”

“Bring raped countless of times got into me! Abuse, pain, grief and revenge got into me!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.

Talitha teared up and wiped a pea side tear on her duct. She took my hands into her palm rubbing it softly that got me releasing a lot of nervous wrecking breath. I wish I could but my mind is made up of revenge or nothing. “Heal mother. We can't go eye for an eye. If everyone takes revenge on hurts the world will burn. You got your revenge, Syrian is six feet under and things are much better than it was. What is your problem?” She pleads, shedding tears.

“Hades! I want him six feet under like his father and also his son. No bloodline of Syrian deserves to live for what they made me go through.” I answer with an unshakable voice.

She lets go immediately staring at me wide eyed unbelievably I made such a statement. “Mother, you mean my son, your grandson, Xander?” She asks in shock, almost slipping to the floor. I burst into laughter at her display of stupidity. No one would escape my revenge, blood affiliated or not. She thought of my revenge as a joke. Too bad she birthed a possible monster of Syrian's family tree. That boy shouldn't have been born but here he's but the cold hands of death will send him where he truly belongs- Six feet under.

“Yes, your husband and son. They have to die before the prophecy comes to pass. It's your part to play, take them out and we will love in bliss no one would know of our tiny secret and watch how we rule the world.”

“This is sick! Your revenge is sick. You aren't different from Syrian, you're both blood thirsty and manipulating.”

“Don’t ever speak to me in that manner. I'm your mother.”

“I’m a mother too! I conceived, birthed and trained my child. You're evil to want me to kill my child. I thought I could talk you out of your delusions but I've failed and mind you any threat to my child and husband is a hit on me too.”

She walked out on me heading to the door and when she got there she paused and took a hard whip twisting her neck at my angle. “Read. My. Lips. Stay away from my family. If you want your daughter, I don't want to hate you.”

With that said she left.