chapter four

Allie's pov

I woke up to the smell of toasts and different aromas my foggy brain could place names on. But I was so hungry my mouth watered painfully.

As the fog in my mind started to clear, memories slowly came rushing back. I remembered my uncle, who had always been a bit shady, but I never expected this! He had betrayed me and sold me as a slave to an alpha.

I had always heard stories about alphas, powerful and dominant beings who ruled over others. I couldn't even fathom what my future held as a slave to one of them.When in fact i was an alpha wolf. Fear and uncertainty gripped my heart, but deep down, I knew I had to find a way to escape this dreadful fate. But what could I possibly do to escape this. My life has been excitingly hard and sad since my parents passed away. I have been strong and trying to push through but it feels like I'm getting to a point where I can no longer take it anymore.

With every ounce of strength I could muster, I got up from the bed, wincing at the pain in my neck and my thighs . I took a moment to look around the room, hoping to find something that could help me. There, on a nearby table, I spotted a small key. It must have been left behind by someone who had been here before me.

My heart raced as I realized this could be my chance to escape. I grabbed the key and quickly made my way towards the door. With trembling hands, I inserted the key into the lock, praying that it would work. And to my surprise and relief, it did! The door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit hallway. I took a moment to admire the decor of the mansion, but I couldn't really call it a mansion because it was literally a palace or a castle. It was extremely beautiful.

As I ventured deeper into the house, I couldn't help but be in awe of the grandeur that surrounded me. The walls were adorned with intricate wallpaper, depicting scenes from classical mythology. The colors were rich and vibrant, adding a touch of whimsy to the space.

Every room seemed to have its own personality. The living room, with its high ceilings and ornate chandeliers, exuded a sense of sophistication. The furniture, made of dark mahogany and upholstered in luxurious fabrics, was meticulously arranged. Plush velvet sofas and armchairs beckoned me to sink into their embrace.

In the dining room, a long, polished table stretched out before me, adorned with fine china and sparkling crystal glassware. The room was bathed in the warm glow of a crystal chandelier, casting a soft,

enchanting light. Intricate tapestries hung on the walls, depicting scenes of lavish feasts and noble gatherings.

The study, with its floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, held a treasure trove of knowledge. Leather-bound books, some centuries old, lined the shelves. A cozy armchair sat by the fireplace, beckoning me to lose myself in the pages of a captivating story.

Throughout the house, intricate moldings adorned the ceilings, and large windows allowed natural light to flood the rooms. Persian rugs covered the polished hardwood floors, adding a touch of warmth and luxury. Artwork, collected over generations, adorned the walls, showcasing the family's refined taste.

Walking through this old money house felt like stepping back in time, where beauty and elegance were cherished above all else. It was a glimpse into a world where every detail was meticulously curated, creating an atmosphere of timeless beauty and sophistication.

I tiptoed down the corridor, trying to be as quiet as possible. Every step felt like a lifetime, as if any moment someone would catch me. The adrenaline pumping through my veins made me more determined than ever to find a way out of this nightmare.

As I tried to escape, my heart pounded in my chest, desperate for freedom. Every fiber of my being yearned to break free from his clutches, to escape the darkness that engulfed me.

As I reached the end of the hallway, I noticed a staircase leading downwards. Curiosity and a glimmer of hope urged me to explore further. Carefully, I descended the stairs, my heart pounding in my chest.

But my plans were thwarted as he caught me in the act. I just found the doorway that probably led to my freedom but deep down I knew escaping would not be so easy so I was not surprised to hear a deep growl behind me which definitely came from none other than the alpha. Fear gripped me as his strong grip tightened around my arm. Confusion clouded my mind as I looked into his eyes, searching for answers. Why was he out here by myself? From the experiences I had I knew alphas were not found just anywhere. They had lots of people to do their bidding at the snap of a finger so what was he doing here?

Alpha King's pov

I was still restless even after getting a medical report on her progress and getting word sent out to find every bit of information there was to find out about her. Even my wolf was not helping matters and he was rarely disturbed. So I decided to go check on her myself and see how she was faring. Maybe then I would have a little bit of release. Even though it bothered me that I was restless, I refused to attribute the unsettling feeling to her. While he was in a deep thought,he heard a knock on his door.He growled silently whilst pouring himself a cup of whiskey "what do you want you timid little wolf " ,he said with a smirk.Allie looked up at him with fear in her eyes and with trembling voice almost sounding like a whisper,she said "how did I get here,what do you want from me,do you want to torture me as well or maybe turn me into your slave"she said with tears in her eyes but she got nothing but a cold look from the alpha king .

Allie wiped her face with her voice firm and a slight little growl "I will not let you treat me like one of your bitches,I'm not a timid wolf or a play toy.I've heard a lot about your ruthless behavior and I won't be surprised if you kill me". With a shocked and stoic expression,the alpha king stood up and started moving to the direction of Allie.

Allie kept moving backwards,her mind full with fear for what her fate might become and her eyes full of bravery.She kept moving till she felt a hard smooth surface on her back.The alpha king got closer to her ,resting his hand over the shelf and trapping Allie in between his muscular well toned arm.

He stared at her and chuckled "you fiesty little thing,seems you're not informed about the development here princess,you're mine now and you're my property ,and I own you,there's absolutely nothing you can do about that honey,you definitely have no alternative,or do you have any,Allie?" There's absolutely nothing you can do about that, honey. You definitely have no choice, so the best thing you can do for yourself is get it into that pretty little head of yours that this is your life now till the day you die. Do you understand me? So in order to make your stay here bearable, it would be best if you submitted to me your new alpha." She flinched at my words, and I couldn't help the way it made me feel, but I was going to ignore it. It is definitely just my alpha instincts and protectiveness that are making me so curious and protective of her. But I had a feeling it went deeper than that. Although this was the first time I got a human as a gift, even the fact that her uncle would offer her as a gift and just give her away to a stranger was unsettling. I planned to dig more into their relationship. But for right now, I needed to focus on my growing obsession with this pretty slave.