I Want Alpha Mate's Death

"No! I'm not going!" My hair was pulled up, and my heart beat wildly.

"It's not up to you!" Several strong men in town dragged me out of my home.

"Today is Mate Gathering Day. All the adult girls are there, except you. Bitch, join the fun."

Every girl in the town had to participate when they turned 18. Tonight, all the werewolves would turn into human beings and walk on two legs.

These savage werewolves would choose girls they liked at the event, tear open their clothes, and force themselves on the girls. They wouldn't stop until the girls bled.

When the werewolves had enough fun, they would eat the girls alive.

"You can't take my daughter away. My poor Iris, I will protect you."

My mother Diana Miller bit and clawed them, finally taking me back into her arms.

"Mom, get me out of here. I don't want to go to the terrifying event."

But to my horror, the mayor walked in with a walking stick.

"Oh, my lovely Iris, your idea is really bad. It must have been corrupted by this crazy woman."

He wielded his walking stick at my mother and hit her hard on the head.

My mother was bleeding, and she collapsed to the ground after he pulled her.

I remember when I was young, the mayor was a very kind old man.

I didn't understand why he had changed.

I even knelt on the ground and begged them not to take me to the event, with my hands folded.

"My dear mayor, my mother and I will leave this place. Do you still remember that you liked to hold me when I was a little girl? Let us go."

The mayor was still that jolly fellow, all smiles. Now he was fat and bald.

But when he leaned over, I was so disgusted by his bloated face.

"My child, you're the prettiest girl in town."

The mayor held my chin and looked at me with his greedy eyes.

"The lords will be satisfied with you. I knew you would bring glory to the town since you were a little girl."

With that, he stuck out his tongue and licked my ear.

It was warm and wet and felt like mud on my face. It was so gross that it made me shudder.

"Iris, my poor child, run now! Leave this place!"

My mother was held down by two strong men, but all she cared about was me.

The mayor did not go further, because all the girls needed to be virgins to attend the event.

But Diana, my mom was not so lucky.

"Let me go. Don't touch my daughter. You bunch of bastards are selling girls to those beasts."

She struggled desperately. The mayor turned around and kicked Diana in the butt.

"Be quiet, bitch. Oh, the way you wriggle. You are such a slut."

Surrounding Diana, the men laughed lewdly.

The mayor found kicking Diana not satisfying enough. He went on to tear her clothes and knead her boobs with his wrinkled fat hands. It hurt her so much that she screamed.

But the men laughed more lewdly and groped her.

"Monsters, you are all monsters. You are as despicable as those filthy beasts who learn to act like humans."

Diana struggled like crazy. I had never seen her like this.

She could only bear the humiliation while screaming, and I empathized with her.

Her big fair boobs bounced and were touched by those men around her.

They pounced over like beasts. No one looked at me, and this was the best chance for me to escape.

However, I fell to my knees, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Let my mother go. Don't touch her. Otherwise, I will kill myself."

"Oh, no, no, no. Iris, you can't have such a terrifying idea.

"You know, if you die and they find the list is wrong, all the townspeople will be slaughtered by the lords.

"Including your friends."

"Then let my mother go. Otherwise, I will do it."

Perhaps my glare frightened the mayor.

He turned his head and cursed in a low voice, and then called two townspeople over. They dragged Diana out of the town.

"My poor girl, I'll wait for you at your favorite place. You must find a way to come back to me."

"Mom, go now. I love you." I knew she was talking about the stone mill with a huge windmill on the farm.

In the night, a dozen girls sat in a carriage with me in the town and were sent to a gloomy and majestic castle.

In a cathedral lit with dim kerosene lamps, there were more than a hundred young and lively girls.

I curled up in the corner. The moonlight was shining on my body through the window but couldn't light me up.

A dozen girls huddled together. Their occasional sobs were the only sound that broke the deathly silence.

At that moment, the door of the church opened.

An old woman in a nun's habit walked in with a group of maids.

"Strip them off their clothes and check them carefully with a magnifying glass. Send the blemished ones to the kitchen if you find any. They are only fit to be the lords' hors d'oeuvres."

All the maids had a metal rod that looked like a pair of binoculars in their hands.

I didn't know what it was, and I was surprised to see a water jet coming out of it.

"No, please don't do this to me. I'm begging you."

We screamed and tried to run away, but the girl who ran the fastest was kicked to the ground from behind by a maid.

We heard her bone cracking, and the girl's backbone was fractured. She was alive but could only crawl on the ground with both hands.

The old nun stepped forward and stepped on the girl's head.

"Drag her to the kitchen. There are ingredients for tonight's soup."

Then she looked around us and asked.

"Anyone wants to join her?"

I was so scared that I covered my mouth and held back my sobs. Many girls, like me, chose to endure the water jet.

The water could dissolve our clothes.

I felt so ashamed that I became completely naked in front of hundreds of people.

I believed that many girls felt the same way, so they tried to get out of the church.

The old nun didn't stop them. When several girls reached the door of the church, they were pierced by the guards at the door with spears. They lifted the girls high in the air and threw them to the bloody ground.

"No!"

I was so scared that I covered my eyes and let out a scream. My legs went weak and collapsed to the ground.

"Get up, sweetheart," said a maid. Regardless of my pale face, she pulled my hair and dragged me to an empty place.

Then another two maids pounced on me like hungry wolves and pressed me to the ground.

"Relax, sweetheart. Let us check if you are a chaste girl."

A maid straddled me and smiled evilly as she spoke.

He forcefully opened my mouth and forced some rose-flavored foamy liquid into my mouth.

"Don't move! If you struggle again, I will pull out your teeth, cut your tongue, and throw you out to feed the wild dogs."

Scared, I remained motionless. The foamy liquid in my mouth felt like mucus.

It made me sick, and I vomited all over the ground, but this didn't stop the maid from pouring the liquid into my mouth.

To tell the truth, at that moment I felt that I might choke to death.

Then they took out a lot of strange-looking devices and checked every part of my body.

I knew I was such a fool to think that the torture would soon end.

I went from fear to despair, and now I couldn't feel a thing anymore.

I saw a lot of girls fail the "test" and get impaled by the guard before the guards took them out.

There were countless scarlet blood marks left on the ground. I was actually a little glad that I passed. I must be mad to think that way.

In the end, only thirty girls were left, including me.

We were asked to stand in three rows, and the maids dressed us in light yellow dresses and glass slippers. We felt like marionettes.

I admitted that the dress and shoes were beautiful, but I was not in the mood to appreciate them.

Then they put makeup and beautiful chaplets on us.

I knew that flowers withered very quickly, just like us young girls. We would wither after tonight.

I was depressed and full of fear.

Stepping on the blood all over the ground, they walked out of the terrifying cathedral.

Four brave girls ran in four different directions. I thought they must have planned it a while ago.

Unfortunately, one was stopped by the maids, and she struggled with all her might.

"Bastard!" She screamed and kicked anyone who tried to get close to her.

"You're heartless! I would rather die than go with you!" She knocked away the maids and ran forward.

I admired those girls' courage. Then I heard a barrage of gunshots all around the castle.

I froze with fright.

Those girls were instantly shot to death.

The remaining girls around me were all scared to tears.

I was the closest to the old nun, so I mustered all my courage and begged her.

"Ma'am, can you save them, please? I can see they are still moving."

The old nun gave me a cold look, scaring me so much that I immediately shut up.

As she raised her hand, gunshots rang out again, leaving the girls covered in holes like well-worn shooting targets.

"Sweetheart, they won't move now."

The old nun stared at me with a strange smile on her face.

I felt my body shut down, but the old nun was very satisfied with what had happened and said loudly,

"See, this is what happens to the runaway!"

"Yes!"

The remaining girls replied in unison.

As I passed by the four girls, I couldn't help but take another look at them.

Blood gushed out of the many holes in their bodies and stained their light-yellow dresses red.

The most pitiful one had been shot twice in the head, and the brains ran down her forehead, some of which dripped into her mouth.

I covered my mouth and fell to the ground with my legs weak. I couldn't help but retch.

I was shouting in my heart, it's hell! Diana was still waiting for me, but I could be the next one to die.

We were brought to a very splendid castle. The strangest thing was that this castle was in mid-air, wrapped in a towering tree.

And the tree vines were woven into stairs, making it convenient for people to walk to the castle.

The maids urged us to walk up the tree vine staircase.

The maid didn't follow. Perhaps they felt that there was no other way for us to escape.

But I thought that this was a good opportunity. Before entering the castle, I messed up my hair and took off a red rose from the chaplet. I squeezed out the juice and smeared it on my face. I looked terrible now.

We entered the castle. It was luxurious and magnificent inside the castle.

However, I was not in the mood to appreciate it. I quickly retreated into a corner blocked by a stone statue.

Soon, rows of men walked in, laughing and joking. They were tall and very handsome.

If any one of them came to my town, the girls there would be crazy for him and throw handkerchiefs at him enthusiastically.

These men were smoking, and soon the magnificent hall became hazy.

I hated the smell, but strangely, there was a very weird fragrance in this castle, and it was unbearably sweet mixed with a light putrid smell.

With this fragrance, I couldn't smell the smoke.

No one noticed me. These men were very gentlemanly, inviting the girls to dance together. Their chat and laughter were soothing, and I felt better.

But soon I tensed up again.

What I saw next was way much scarier than all the nightmares I had ever had in my lifetime.

A young and handsome young man was dancing with a beautiful girl.

Suddenly, the man raised his head, roared excitedly, and then bit the neck of the girl in his arms.

Blood spurted out, accompanied by the girl's terrified screams.

When the young man's bones were rattling, he grew bigger with a pair of long fangs.

The romantic ball instantly became a mess.

The other men also raised their heads and roared excitedly.

Then, fangs grew out of their mouths, and their eyes turned scarlet.

The werewolves picked up the girls beside them and carried them away.

I was frightened and covered my mouth with my hands, not daring to make a sound.

As expected, all the girls were reduced to the playthings of these wild beasts.

Finally, this annoyed someone. A man snapped.

"That's enough, Will. You scared my mate!"

The voice was not loud, but it was enough to restore order in an instant.

The werewolves, who had not had enough fun, carried the dying girls and walked away.

Some servants came up and wiped the blood on the ground.

Many middle-aged men drank their wine gracefully and laughed at these young fellows for their lack of patience.

They said jokingly that the young ones couldn't hold their hoses at the sight of young girls.

The young man called Will Cobb kissed the girl on her red lips.

"I'm sorry, pretty. You are so charming, and please let me stay by my side forever."

I turned my head and forced myself not to look at Will's head; otherwise, I would scream.

My attention was attracted by the man who had just spoken.

When I looked at him, I found that he looked relaxed, sitting in the corner like me, but he had a comfortable sofa to sit on.

He just lay on the sofa with a cigar in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking very pleased.

Only when he picked up the wine glass would he open his eyes, which were as beautiful as green gemstones.

His black curly hair made him look like an artist.

But I didn't think he was an artist when I saw his tall and strong body. His build gave a feeling of wild beauty and aggression.

I was not one of those girls who couldn't take their eyes off a good-looking man.

I admitted that he was attractive, but in such a situation, I couldn't let my imagination run wild.

However, for some reason, my heart beat faster and faster as I looked at this man.

I knew that I was blushing because my cheeks burned so much that I started to pant.

"Sorry, Alpha." Will bowed and apologized to the man lying on the sofa. Will was extremely respectful.

Will look at him with his curious eyes.

"Alpha, may I look if your mate shows up?"

The other men looked over at the same time, with a curious and excited look on their faces.

The man on the sofa nodded. I found he had slender and strong legs as he walked toward me.

He puffed out smoke rings with a wicked smile.

The closer he got, the faster my heart beat, in an uncontrolled way.

When he was in front of me, he flicked away his cigar.

Then he looked at me, there was joy and longing in his green eyes.

Then he bowed to me like a gentleman, smiled at me, and stretched out his hand at me.

"It's my pleasure to meet you, my lovely mate."