ALINA'S POV

As they pulled me away, I fought with everything in me and when my teeth sank into the arm of one of the men, a grunt escaped his mouth and his grip on my arm softened.

I bolted back but Mario caught me again.

All my hopes of escaping came crashing down as I was caught and dragged back in a manner that suggested he cared little or naught about how badly I was hurting.

I fought with everything in me to get freed but he just didn't budge. His sturdy frame didn't budge which only ended me with more bruises and hurt.

"How dare you!"

His hand struck me hard in the face and the effect reverberated down my entire body.

I dropped limply on the floor sobbing my eyes out.

"You fucking try this again then I won't hesitate to teach you to be humble. You're mine. Mine and the sooner that sinks in the better it will be for everyone." Mario yelled in a manner that conveyed his fury.

He leaned over, pulling me up by my black tresses. I writhed at the pain it caused trying to lessen his grip on my hair.

I fought back my tears. I didn't want to feed him the satisfaction he demanded. As his crazed gaze settled on me, his snarls were frightening but I held myself as much as I could even though my inside was shriveling with fear.

"You fucking hear me?" He slammed me hard against the wall and his hands circled my windpipe.

I was stricken with fear that this totally new Pack was filled with hurt. I didn't need anyone to tell me otherwise.

I managed to nod then his grip on my neck softened. He released me and walked away.

"Lock her up. Make sure she doesn't try to escape again. If she gives you a hard time, use a silver whip on her." He instructed his men and they nodded in delight. A sheer delight to hurt me.

"I don't want to be here!" I yelled with everything in me.

I felt tears brimming in my eyes, I felt my fingers tremble and my eyes blurred out in tears.

But Mario didn't look back, he moved ahead and disappeared into another room closing the door behind him as they dragged me away.

I was hurled into a room. The room had just a window which was high up by the ceiling for ventilation.

I looked at the bed and it was a small one but neatly made with crisp and clean bedsheets.

The security guard who had had a taste of my teeth growled at me as he headed towards the door.

I begged him to let me go before he closed the door leaving me on my own.

I dropped to the floor, hugging my knees. I sobbed aloud hoping someone would hear me and take pity on me thereby releasing me.

Crying was medicinal to me yet I still didn't heal from the hurt. I didn't heal from how badly the ones I had considered my family had betrayed me. I still hadn't healed from the pain of thinking about what my life here was going to be like.

I hated my life. My mate didn't want me, my family didn't want me, and no one wanted me except Mario which was only to make him babies.

I had the most rough life and the goddess paid deaf ears to my prayers. The goddess did nothing to save me from this hurt.

I lay on the floor waiting, thinking of what was going to become of me. I thought of what Mario was going to do with me. Would he force himself on me until I got pregnant? Or were his doctors going to work on me injecting me with eggs stimulants and sperm until I got pregnant?

None of those options were enticing. I did not want any of that. I did not want to sleep with Mario. I just wasn't ready to have sex yet, let alone be a mom.

For a man of high standing like Mario and good features, there were girls In the pack who were more than willing to wiggle in and out of bed with him. A ton of girls would give anything just to be the mother of his child.

Why then did he not seek those girls? Why then did he not make it a win-win situation and spare me this hurt?

This wasn't morally right and someone needed to do something.

Then it occurred to me who Mario was, no one would ever dare stand up to him. There was an aura of power emanating from him. He was a powerful wolf and ruler.

I lay on the floor reflecting on what my life used to be before things turned out this way. I was happy and content scrubbing the floor but now, there was a more difficult task than getting stains from the laundry.

Conceiving.

It wasn't on the first night did a girl got pregnant. If I was going to have Mario's heir, it meant constant lovemaking and I was not so sure I could live up to that task.

I sighed and sat up wiping the tear that streaked my face.

I did not want to be here and I did not want to be a mother. I was ready to do anything just to be set free.

Biting my tongue was only going to make them ride on me. I made a pact to grow as stubborn and untamed as I could be until they gave up on me and either killed me or sent me back to my family. Although they had betrayed me, I would rather be with them than this ominous Pack.

I dried all the tears from my eyes. I was not going to get anywhere sobbing. I needed to think if I needed my freedom. I needed a good plan and that was exactly what I was going to come up with.