The Demon Alpha’s Kryptonite

SOLANA

"You filthy mutt! How dare you lay your hand on Kamala!" Alpha Elric, my mate, yelled as he kicked me on the ribs over and over again until I was seeing stars.

I curled tighter on the floor trying to protect the life growing inside of me. If he knew that I was carrying his child for the second time, he would beat me halfway to death just to make sure he kills my pup. Apparently, he didn't want trash like me as the mother of his pups. As if it wasn't bad enough that he had rejected me the instant he'd sensed our mate bond.

Kamala, Elric's heavily pregnant mistress, stood beside him with teary eyes, clutching at her bloody nose. I didn't even touch her.

What did I ever do to deserve this?

"Elric, please!" I cried, sobbing as I coughed up blood, wrapping my hands tighter around my middle.

Tara, my best friend, ran to me, throwing herself over me. She didn't let out a sound as Elric's boot connected with her back.

"What are you doing, Tara?! Get away from her!" Elric roared, and she shook her head.

Tara was the old Beta's daughter, the only person who knew I was pregnant again. I knew it was breaking her heart to see me like this, but Elric had always been a brute.

Elric grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off my body, tossing her to his men while she screamed and thrashed.

Kamala's gaze met mine, and she smirked. My heart sank.

Oh no. She knew.

She knew about my pup.

"Elric, darling. The mutt is keeping something from you," she said, her tone sickly sweet.

Elric narrowed his eyes at me. "What is it, bitch? What are you keeping from me?"

I whimpered, shaking my head. His face contorted with rage, and he stormed towards me. He yanked my hair, forcing me to meet his gaze. Then he slapped me, hard.

My head snapped to the side, and Tara screamed for me, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Talk!" He snapped, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

"She's carrying your pup in her rotten womb, darling," Kamala finally said, and all hell broke loose.

My vision blurred as my mate stomped on me repeatedly, agony ripping through me. I could vaguely hear Tara screaming.

I was bleeding. My underwear was soaked with blood.

My baby. My poor baby. I failed you too.

Forgive Mama for not being strong enough. I'm so sorry.

These were my last thoughts before I gave in to the darkness.

...

I awoke to the feeling of a damp towel on my forehead. I groaned, feeling like I'd swallowed cotton.

"Oh, thank the goddess you're awake!" Tara said, and I sighed.

She didn't understand that I wished I was dead.

"How long was I out?" I croaked.

She grimaced. "A week. Elric has been coming here. I barely kept him from you."

Of course, he just couldn't stand me being left alone in peace. He intended to make me pay for his mother's death the only way he knew how. I couldn’t remember the details, but everyone in the pack was certain that I'd committed murder at age seven. Therefore, I had to live every day of my life in penance.

"Today is your sister's wedding to the demon alpha, do you remember? There's a pre-wedding feast going on. The alpha will be here soon," she said, and I stiffened.

The demon alpha.

That name alone was enough to send shivers down my spine. His reputation was shrouded in blood and gore. I couldn't help but be worried about my sister. We were not related by blood. Still, she was the only family I had left.