Chapter 3 Alpha's Slave

• Eloisa’s POV
• My heart skipped a beat.
• In the next second, I couldn’t breathe. The presence of the man with a wide grin and beautiful brown hair glistening under the sun before me exuded an overwhelming power and domination. His green eyes locked with my hazel ones, pierced through my very soul, captivating both my mind and body with just a glance.
• Of all people, I just had to bump into an alpha. He was grinning like it was nothing to him, but I was losing my mind every second with him around.
• Something inside me felt strange, I couldn’t explain it. Even after meeting high-ranking werewolves who would sometimes visit the underground prison, I never felt like this before. An alpha was beyond me, indeed.
• “What, did you lose your tongue? Who are you?” His voice was gentle and playful but it pierced through my head, forcing me to answer him.
• “I—I don’t know,” my voice cracked. Two years of isolation was long enough for me to forget my name. It wasn’t like remembering it would do me any good. For two years, I was called ‘72’, the 72nd slave in Mama’s candy shop.
• The alpha hummed and stood up. I followed his next move as he glared at the one who bought me.
• “Theodore, what a surprise! Did you purchase a slave?” His deep and low voice vibrated through my skin. A hint of threat was audible in every word he spoke.
• The man he called ‘Theodore’ stepped forward and groveled on the ground, his body trembled. “Alpha, forgive my impertinence,” he said, handing over the remote for the electrifying bracelet on my wrist.
• “I heard the Alpha of the Redmoon Pack was looking for a woman to please him. He was turning 22 years old this year and will finally enter his beast cycle. I brought this slave to serve him on that special day. She’s clean and pleasant to the eyes, too,” Theodore explained, hiding his initial intention.
• The way he looked at me after leaving the shop, I knew he never planned to give me to some alpha at all. Theodore was only making an excuse. As far as I knew, having a human slave was against the law, unless you’re an alpha. However, werewolves were more stubborn than humans, and they loved breaking the laws they made, even at the cost of their lives for insulting their rulers.
• “Oh, you mean Jack? That hot-headed fool wouldn’t need just any pretty woman by his side for sure,” the alpha looked at me before extending his hand. “Come. I’m on my way to meet the others. Since you’re to be given to the Alpha of the Redmoon Pack, I’ll just bring you along,” he said, snatching the remote from Theodore.
• The latter on the side was shocked, unable to move when the Alpha pulled me up and dragged me to his car. Even I could do nothing against him. I wanted to say something but my words remained on the tip of my tongue and were never heard.
• “Javier, take care of that sly man. I always knew he wasn’t the type to take orders from the ruler of the pack,” the Alpha ordered, and a man appeared from the shadows. “Get rid of him,” he added.
• “Yes, Alpha.”
• I didn’t even feel his presence at all!
• “Don’t worry about it. You will never see Theodore ever again,” the alpha told me as he sat next to me in the backseat of the car. “I’m Dustin. Now that Theodore isn’t around, would you mind telling me your name, human lady?”
• I stared at Dustin’s hand. He was too friendly for an alpha, something I didn’t expect. But of course, I knew he was up to something. Werewolves were never friendly, they only acted like one to fool others.
• “Still can’t talk?” Dustin grumbled, “My hand hurts.”
• Even though my mind refused, my body moved on its own to shake the alpha’s hand. “Eloisa,” I mumbled, reminiscing a time in the past when people called me by that name.
• “Eloisa,” he repeated. “You got a nice name,” Dustin complimented.
• I’d admit it was nice to hear someone saying that about my name. The orphanage director was the one who named me. She used to say it suited me best and was always grateful that I grew up well despite our poor environment in the orphanage.
• I was about to open my mouth to say something when the car opened and someone sat in the driver’s seat. It was Javier from earlier. “I’ve gotten rid of Theodore, Alpha.”
• Dustin grinned. “It looks like Eloisa's a lucky charm. If not for her suicide attempt, we wouldn’t be able to catch Theodore breaking the law,” he said, leaning his back on the seat and turning to me.
• “I guess it’s all thanks to you, Eloisa. Javier, you’re now my beta,” he added,
• The guy he called Javier sighed. “Alpha, is it really okay for you to decide that out of the blue?”
• Dustin shrugged. “Why not? Aren’t I the Alpha? Now, drive. Let’s head to the central state to meet the others. We can’t delay shipping Alpha Jack’s present,” he continued and winked at me.
• In the end, I’d still become somebody’s slave. Coming with Dustin wouldn’t guarantee me freedom.
• “No…” I mumbled, scooting farther from Dustin. My eyes noticed the remote on the seat. If I could take it, there would be a chance he wouldn't be able to locate me after escaping.
• “Don’t even try,” Dustin suggested with his eyes closed. “You’re a human slave who has nowhere to go. If you try to escape, the rogues will only catch you. You’ll be lucky if they sell you,” he opened his eyes to see my reaction. “If not, you’ll end up as their plaything.”
• Although the way he said it was painfully blunt, Dustin wasn’t lying. If not for those rogues, I wouldn't have ended up in Mama’s candy shop.
• “Jack is a brute but he knows how to protect his people. If you obey him well, he might allow you to live,” Dustin continued. “He’s also quite popular among human slaves. That brute has a handsome face,” he clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.
• “He badly needs a woman right now. I heard he’s been missing every night, looking for his mate before his big day,” Dustin added, shaking his head.
• I wasn’t sure if Dustin was talking about the ‘Alpha Jack’ I heard of. The other girls talked about him in the underground prison and even wished to die at his hands. They said he was the epitome of beauty.
• But if it was the same ‘Alpha Jack’, wasn’t he one of the four Alpha Kings who ruled over the world?
• My heartbeat became erratic just thinking about the possibility of being an alpha’s slave. The other girls also mentioned about him being the most terrifying among the four Alpha Kings. If what they said were true then… Alpha Jack Archer would definitely kill me.
• “Human slaves adore his beauty,” Dustin mumbled as if he could read my mind. “But he hates humans.”
• I knew it! I was heading to my death.