I Want My Alpha Mate Die
Synopsis
I Want My Alpha Mate Die
Chapter1
Iris’ POV
“Ahh.. no, please don’t come near me, stay away from me,”
I shouted back at the people who kept making loud noises at the front door of my house. But no matter how much I shouted and pleaded for mercy, they wouldn’t just go away.
“Iris, don’t be scared, take this as a favour that you are doing for the community, be obedient and come out.”
It was the mayor who shouted back this time trying to reason with me.
“Nooo!”
Although his voice sounded calm and gentle and almost reassuring, I still didn’t buy it. I knew very well that everything he had said was purely out of desperation. Lies, all he said were lies and I refused to fall into his trap.
These monsters always come to our community and take away all the ladies who were eighteen years old. And ever since I remembered, any person that was dragged to the place had never returned. There were also rumors that they were tortured to death, making the place a hell that no one wanted to go.
This is the day of the mating ceremony and once again, the monsters were hunting young girls.
“Please come out now Iris, if not we will all die.” The mayor’s voice sounded again.
But I also didn’t want to die, I was terrified to death and maintains the same position until I soon heard a familiar voice.
It was my mother,“Iris go and hide don’t come out ah….”
She was still talking when I heard a loud groaning from her followed by curses.
“Selfish girl, you had better come out”
“Yeah selfish brat, just come out now..”
“We have your mother; come out if you still want her to live”
It was the third sentence that caught my attention and hijacked my breath.
"Open the door, open the door, or your mother will die again."
There was another ferocious shout coming from outside and I couldn’t ignored them again.
"Oh my God! Mom, what are they doing to you?" I shouted in horror toward the outside.
But I could only hear a loud shout of cries that I knew belonged to my mom.
“Iris, don’t come out!”My mother was shouting from the other side of the door.
I was crying even louder with the thoughts that they were doing something dangerous to my mom.
Meanwhile, the people outside used a big hammer to break the door nob, until they were able to push the door open.
Then my mother’s voice rang through the roaring crowd.When the door opened and she saw me transfixed under the table, she encouraged me to flee from the place.
“Iris run, run my baby, forget about me, I’ll be fine”
But the men gripping her, shouted immediately. “Run away? How dare you fucking let her escape? We will be ripped by the beasts!"
In a second, the men had pushed open the door and entered with my mom in their hands.
I hid at the corner. I saw my mom struggling to use her hands to cover herself, pleading for mercy.
“Please, just let my daughter and I go”Her voice was full of pain and anxiety.
“How dare you let your daughter escape? We’ll fuck you first before we all die”
“Yes”
“Yes I agree”
There were even louder roars as the other men agreed to what he had said.
My mother was going to be used as a scape goat to vent their anger. I couldn't be so heartless towards my mother, she was my entire world. I could no longer escape and had to save her.
I climbed out and screamed,“Nooo please stop”
“Why should I stop, we’ll just have your mother unless you willingly come with us”
After saying that, he lifted his hands and was about to slap my mom. She was scared to retreat back, but ended up tripping on the broken door and almost fell.
My chest contracted in pain for my mother, I didn’t want to be the reason for her misery.
“I will go, stop I will go”. I stepped further close to them. “Please, just let my mom go, I beg for you”
“No Iris, don’t come” my mother cried after me. But I could see the bruises on her arms.
I immediately ran to men gripping her, “just take me away, let my mother be.”
The mayor who had witnessed everything commanded them to stop harassing my mom. “Iris has agreed to go now, leave the woman alone”
I was then taken away by them. I kept looking back to see my mom. She pointed at the ground. I nodded.
I knew what message my mom was trying to send to me. She has ever reassured me she would help me find a way to come back.
“If you’re picked up, I’ll help you escape from them, but you need to figure out a way to see me at home.” She once said and I believed her because once upon a time, she was also a victim of the same circumstance and was able to escape.
I was brought to a group of 18-year-old girls. They all shook like tree leaves, escorted by the guards. It was dark when we were taken out of the town. I didn't know where we were headed. After a long walk in the dark, we arrived at a mysterious manor, built like a fairytale. The rose vines snaking the pillars of the manor with exquisite designs.
The guards jostled us to the centre of a rose garden.
“Strip!”
What? Strip in front of so many men? Were they crazy?
Every girls looked astonished and crossed arms over their chests.
“I said strip.” the guards held up the gun towards us.
Some girls started to whimper.
I stood still but then was hit hard by them with their batons. “Ahhh!” I gazed at that guard.
“You! Strip!” he glare at me.
Screams and cries were lingered in the air. Those who resisted were all hit by the guards.
“Fuck you!” I whispered.
“What are you talking?” he held up the gun.
“I said okay!” I shouted.
He put down the gun and curled lips, “Psycho.”
I took off my clothes one by one in numb while gazing at him.
When I was naked, some cold water suddenly poured down.
"Ahhhh!" I shrieked. My arms instinctively hugged my the naked flesh. The water pelting on my skin was as chilly as ice. It felt like I was bathing outside in winter.
Many girls fell down immediately.
"Stand up!" They used their batons again. This time, on our bare bodies. "Come on! Don't move so you can clean up!"
The guards surrounded us, without gazing away, not for once. I gritted my teeth at the humiliation. We were cleaned up rudely like the fruits ready to send to the table.
More guards came when we finished. "Now. Line up and stand in a row."
They led us out of the arena and into another building where stylists and hairdressers awaited us. They did the make-up for us, and dressed us up.
I kept thinking about escaping. This manor was guarded and surrounded by barbed wired walls. Escapement seemed to be impossible.
The girl at my side had been sobbing throughout. She finally broke down and screamed. "No, I don't want to stay here!"
She turned to run.
Oh-my-god! She was so brave. I admired her.
My eyes followed her as she ran and suddenly...
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The girl was shot!
“Ahhhhh!” I couldn’t help to scream.
The bullet had pierced her back. I watched her struggle and squirmed for a few seconds before she lost breath.
I was trembled. She died...
I felt my hands sweaty, my feet shivered and my throat dried. My stare never left her lifeless eyes at my feet. Her blood had splashed on my skirt, and more fear ignited inside of me.
Many girls choked up gasping for air, crying.
I gulped. I didn't act impulsively at that time, or else it would have been me lying there instead of her.
“Quite!” The guards roared to calm us down and pushed us to move forward. “Move!”
I kept thinking about what I could do to save myself. Escapement was impossible.
I scrutinised the guards. They didn't notice me. I took the chance and ruffled my hair to cover my face. The beasts must want the most beautiful girls. Perhaps making myself dirty and ugly can save my life.
We kept walking down the cobblestone garden route. At the end of the road, a tall, magnificent building stood there. They shoved us in and and made us stand in the center.
Then a group of young men strode in. The guards bowed to them, flattering them. It seemed that they were the beast, but they did not look like beasts. They looked the same as humans. Besides, they are muscular and more handsome with their pale white skin and gem-like eyes.
But that’s where our nightmare began.
As they approached, girls became quiet and the cries stopped. No one dared utter a sound.
"Ahhh—" A girl suddenly screamed.
I turned to her. A man gripped by her wrist. He began to shift quickly, growing taller and brown thick fur coating his body, his fangs elongating from his mouth.
The crowd stirred with panic. We backed away as they came closer. Our screams blew up.
That girl dodged in fear and begged for him, "please...don’t hurt me!”
“I won’t hurt you, my darling.” He laughed crazily, brought her down and bit her neck, like marking something on her.
"They're wolves!"
"They are not human!"
“Help! ”
"Davis, control yourself!" Suddenly, a husky voice sounded, containing irresistible authority.
To my surprise, that voice magically lured me. I gazed around, finding a young man dressed in all black suit, sitting at the corner. His shirt had gold designs patterned on it. He was charming, with the sort of perfection only the most prestigious man can display.
I had a weird feeling to lean in him...wait, wait? What? What am I thinking here!
The man called Davis shifted back upon hearing the command. Davis put his hand on his chest and bowed respectfully. "Forgive me, Alpha."
Alpha? What is Alpha?
The Alpha nodded slightly, only then did I astonishingly saw all the men knelt down at his command.
He looked over us slowly and somehow, his dark gaze captured mine.
Shit! I quickly averted my gaze but it was too late.
He sat up. The crowd parted automatically in from of him, leaving a road for him.
He was walking to me step by step!
Shit! Shit! What should I do now?
I gulped. My body stiffened and my heart raced. I tried to pretend to be calm. Nothing could describe the panic raging inside me.
Finally, he stood in front of me, his hands reaching over before gripping my jaw. “Look at me.”
I stiffly lifted my head, my eyes meeting his. I wanted to flee, but my legs grew heavy. My body trembled at his touch and my tears welled.
His green gem-like eyes caught me in a trance.
Then I heard the his deep, magnetic voice, "finally found you, my mate."
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