Gina Alpha King

Faster, run faster! I let out an inward howl of terror. Despite wanting nothing more than to quit, I continued to push my battered body beyond its capabilities since I hadn't yet traveled far enough. Keep going as quickly as possible because you're nearly there; there are only a few kilometers left until you reach no man's land. I exerted more force than I ever had on my body, and the finish line was suddenly within my line of sight. When I started to feel the thrill rising in my chest, I realized that I wasn't paying as much attention to my surroundings as I should have been. Big error.

I was attacked by a familiar dark brown wolf, throwing me against a tree. Beta Brent. I groaned in agony as he slammed my little grey wolf against the tree with as much power as possible. I wanted to fight, and I did, but I was already in such a weak state, and I was aware that it was a battle I couldn't win.

'Shift!'

I changed back into my human form with a moan as I was forced to deal with the power of the order. On the snow-covered ground, I made a futile effort to remain warm by curling up into a ball and hugging myself. I heard what sounded like bones breaking, and then I heard a deep voice speak.

"Get your rear in gear!"

It ached even to breathe since he had shattered several of my already wounded ribs when he flung me against the tree, and I could not move at all. I must have driven him crazy because he rushed up to me and grabbed me by the arm in a way that wasn't very kind, and I let out a shriek of agony. He must have been frustrated with me. He didn't even bother to look at me as he started dragging me into the forest after him, disregarding my cries of agony the whole time.

"Walk it out, chick!"

"I can't! You fractured my ribs."

"I don't give a fuck, you lazy bitch, Tony is upset, and I can't wait to see what he has in store for you this time," she said. "I don't give a fuck about you."

As if his enthusiasm spurred him at my impending punishment, he slings me over his shoulder in a manner that is not too kind and then sets off running at maximum speed in the direction of the pack house, which is the location from where I had nearly managed to escape. We progress rapidly toward the pack house since I am not there to hold him back. As we make our way through the entrance and up the stairs to the Alpha's office, I feel a sense of dread beginning to develop inside my chest. Bata After giving a knock on the door, Brent walked in. He hurled me down onto the floor with no ceremony, and I fell into a mess. Because I was aware they would get some perverse pleasure from hearing me cry in agony, I participated in the experience. When I glanced up, the person staring back at me had eyes as cold and brown as my darkest fear. He got up from his chair very slowly and went over to where I was standing, but he didn't say a word the whole time. Because making direct eye contact with the alpha constituted a direct challenge, I kept my head down the entire time. I knew no one was ever meant to establish direct eye contact with the alpha.

When his polished dress shoes were in my field of vision, he halted. He did not move an inch while there for a little while. After that, he kicked me in the face with all his power. After he flipped me onto my back, the only thing I could see were the black dots marking the

Ceiling. The sound of someone unbuckling their trousers was the last thing I remember hearing before passing asleep.