Chapter six

Chapter 6

Myra's Pov.

Pain washed all over my whole being as getting hurt by wilfred was the last thing I could ever think about in my whole life.

He had not only become a cold, evil and ruthless Alpha unlike the best friend i had always known, now he even had a girlfriend who was certainly going to be his Luna once their mating ritual was completed.

I had overheard that Wilfred was holding back from taking the rites for some personal reasons but that didn't stop me from hating him the more.

He had not only hurt me but he had also hurt my child...

Speaking of Armani, I hadn't set my eyes on her ever since we were sold out of the brothel to Wilfred.

I didn't know if my little girl was still alive or dead.

No, she can't be dead!

Who knows if they were taking care of my baby girl?

My eyes itched as tears threatened to flow out so I had to blink several times to stop it while I grabbed the bucket and rag clothing with the brush and set out on the task that they had sent me on.

If I didn't scrub the.entire hallway to the Luna's room, then by night fall I'm sure that I would receive some kind of punishments for it.

Better get at it now.

I had received similar treatments at the brothel but this one hurt more because it was coming from someone that I had waited for ever since the last year's.

Not only did he despise and resent me, the fact that he also called me a slut broke my feelings.

Ever since I became sane, I had only been close to him and it was also to him I lost my virginity.

Gosh! I'm just spacing out when I have a lot of task to handle.

Seems like i really wanted to get whipped so badly!

*Scoffs* it's funny how I think of painful things so easily.

Maybe it's because of the fact that I have gotten so used to it.

Ever since my parents died, it's been one hardship to the other.

Getting to the end of the hall way, I looked over the expanse I was supposed to cover and decided that this was just a trap.

They needed something they could justify their consciences with when they start whipping me.

Stopping along the way to fetch water was what made the task easier because I didn't have to go back to get the water.

I pulled out my gloves and put them on whilst adding some disinfectants and bubble wash into the water as I readied a myself for another time of misery.

I bent slowly to grab the sponge when I felt a hard kick sent to my head and that toppled me off the ground, making me fall on my butts and

I winced in pain due to the impact.

"Ouch." I winced as I tried to gain stamina, standing back up to look at whoever did that to me.

I had no intention of retaliating because getting hit like that was the order of the day for me.

"Don't you know the rules? NO GLOVES." The guard as I expected it to be, snarled glaring at me with a deep and monstrous gaze.

Rules?

I had never thought of that...Oh wait, that's not right.

I had never heard of that.

When the hell did they set that up?

Anyways, I didn't dare to ask because that would earn me something I didn't want and what that is, I'm not sure you'd love to know.

I gently stood up and took out the gloves in obedience while began using the brush to scrub away at the dirty floor.

Sweating and working, the only thing that stopped me from laying down and collapsing or fainting was because u knew that no one cared for me here.

I also had to stay strong for my little girl because I was so certain I was going to meet her sometime soon.

Only if Sylva would stay away from Wilfred for a few minutes, I would have tried to talk to Wilfred to let me see my girl.

Even if he seemed cold blooded now, I'm sure it's a human heart that's beating inside of him.

I was scrubbing at the floor closest to a door when suddenly the door creaked open.

With no time to shout a warning to whoever it is that was emerging out of the room, the door and part of the person's leg bumped into me making me roll over.

"What the hell." I heard the person curse and it was a familiar voice that I could never miss.

That explains the nice scent that had wafted through my nostrils.

"I'm sorry, Alpha." I said keeping my gaze low with my head bent.

"Oh, it could only be you...slut." He muttered and his words once again just as they always did, stabbed me in different places.

That's exactly what he took me for when he took my virginity in the dead of the night, whispering sweet nonsense into my ears and i fell for it two years ago.

It just felt strange that I still was able to forgive him no matter the gravity of pain he caused me.

Maybe it's because of the feeling that no matter what happens, he would always be the father of my Armani.

I'm so sorry Alpha Wilfred." I pleaded once more trying my best not to call him by just his name.

That's part of the instructions I received as I blended into this surroundings from the other maids.

I just had to keep our relationship, Alpha and slave.

"Don't you dare mention my name out of your filthy and slutty mouth." He warned and the tone of his voice sent shivers down my spine.

And with that, he stormed away but not without pausing for an instant to hit me with his hard boots.

"Wilfred, why are you doing this?" I cried out in frustration.

No matter the advice from other people, I couldn't just pretend that nothing was ever between I and Wilfred.

Even if he was an Alpha now, that didn't change anything for me.

"Why are you acting this way? You and I know that you don't hate and detest me as much as you display so stop the act. No matter how hard you try to put on the facade, I'm still your best friend." I said and tears began streaming out of my eyes.

The tears I had tried so hard to lock in and withhold.

"Hahaha, how pathetic! Are you dumb, you bitch? Besides, I'm sure I just warned you about something and you purposefully ignored my warning." He stated and his eyes turned dark, monstrous and dangerous.

That was the moment I knew that I had put myself in more danger than u could even explain.

"Landon, take her to the basement." He ordered and my heart skipped a few beats.

The basement! Also similar to the correction room.

The terrific basement.

Anyone who heard it called the basement would think it's a place as other basements, where old attics are stored but it was more of a weapon and a torture room.

The first time I was there, I almost ended up dead and now...Now I'm tired and drained. It's going to be a direct route to heaven.

Before I could protest, Landon had already hauled me off the floor.

I tried kicking and wriggling in a bit to see myself, not because it had ever helped before but survival instincts, I guess.

I bit him hard in his arm but he didn't even act like anything stung or bit him. He just remained unfazed.

Of course, how did I expect a teeth bite to disarm a man that had more sword slashes than his age.

As we got to the basement with Wilfred trailing me behind, I got thrown out of Landon's shoulders to the hard floor like a sack of flour.

My face scrubbed on the floor and it stung and that made me aware of the fact that my skin had torn open and blood was already cascading out of the open skin.

I couldn't complain. No way, that's what I have to get accustomed to because it was never going to stop.

I sat there on the floor in misery but I stood up abruptly when I heard a tiny, shrill voice call out:

"Mummy." Armani's voice came and I arose almost immediately swerving to the direction of her voice.

"Armani." I screamed as she ran into my embrace while I hugged her tightly to the point that I felt I might suffocate her.

"You've been here all these while?" I asked staring at her body for any bruise as her face looked pale.

With a nod from her as an answer to my question, I swerved casting all the dark and fierce gaze I could muster up.

"You've grown that heartless, to transfer your grievance to a child." I said and his fangs and claws surfaced.

Now I've put myself in greater danger.