8-An Alpha’s Tongue Down my Throat

Yuna:

My mom and I rushed behind the curtain to the kitchen where we were supposed to prepare the food.

“Why did you come out?” my mother hissed at me, tears of helplessness shining in her eyes.

“You would rather have me sit here while they… did that to you?” I stuttered, not even being able to form a full sentence without tearing up. Mrs. Phyllis was in tears, but she began to silently prepare the food.

“I was dealing with them,” my mom yelled.

“By letting them misbehave with you? Do you call it dealing? Mom! It’s bound to happen someday. There will be no miracle for me. They will get to me one day, so let’s let it be today,” I hissed, choking up as I couldn’t take it anymore. Hiding like a coward while everyone else takes the punishment for me had started to burden me with guilt.

“What are you thinking?” my mom grabbed my arm, turning me around to face her.

“I will become what they want me to be. I don’t care how many will sleep with me, it’s not a big deal as long as they pay--,” I had only said that part when my mother’s hard hand silenced me.

The slap stung, but I knew it hurt my mother more.

“Nia! Please hold it in. The kid is not wrong though. You have only two options: either get her married to someone and make her stay at home, or--” Mrs. Phyllis rushed beside my mother to calm her down when my mother’s harsh gaze fell on her.

“I will not make my daughter anyone’s wife unless she loves that person. And I will definitely not let her become someone’s whore,” my mom hissed.

“We should start preparing the food. For what it’s worth, I will only be lying on a table, replacing a food tray today,” I stammered in a shaky tone, quickly turning around and closing my eyes. I remembered Denzel and his empty promises. Waiting for him was foolishness. He was a royal, a werewolf--those creatures were all about themselves. He must have realized there was no future, so he ditched me.

For the next two hours, we worked anxiously. My mother left the kitchen to serve them some more wine, and once she came back, she looked even more distraught.

“His friends were pressuring him into--taking my daughter’s virginity in front of the whole tavern.” My mother started sobbing, causing my heart to sink in my chest.

I wanted to close my eyes and then just disappear, but that wouldn't be possible. "Oh, okay!" I said, shocking my mom. But I guess my mother knew that the sole reason I was showing confidence was that I didn't want her to panic.

"I would never let you--," my mom pointed at me but was interrupted by a loud growl from inside.

"Being your daughter outside, did you not hear us? The hybrid king will bless your daughter with his dick today," James yelled. My body flinched, a big tear rolling down my eye.

"I am going," I knew my mother would go outside to argue and they will beat her up. That had happened before when some alpha demanded a man to bring his daughter and he didn't, they killed him and then took his daughter, sister, and even his wife as a sex slave.

"No--," my mother tried holding me back but I had come out, rushing towards the table with my head down. I was ready to surrender. Denzel anyway thought I had slept with his brother.

"You asked for me?" I asked.

"What is the menu today?" As soon as I heard a familiar voice, I raised my eyes and met the beautiful eyes of the man that I thought would never come to see me again.

"It's umm--," I stammered, shocked to see Denzel sitting among the others.

"And she will be served today as a platter," James laughed, "Go on, get naked and lie down on the table, tell your mother to serve food on your body," he continued in front of Denzel.

"James! You do realize you are sitting with me, right?" Denzel hissed at him, reminding James that Denzel was his friend's older brother.

"James," Kedron eyed James.

"Besides, dad is around. Don't do anything that would ruin the experience for our mothers," Denzel spoke directly to James, who lowered his head and nodded, agreeing with a defeated look on his face.

I always knew that Kedron respected his brother a lot, but I saw it today. He didn't even say another word and let his brother speak.

"Now go, fix a meal for us," Denzel said, stealing his eyes from me still. I gave him a nod and went to the back, where my mother jumped at me to hug me.

"I am so happy there is someone out there who is not as evil as the others," Mrs. Phyllis had her head up, praying and thanking God.

After we served them a meal, the others left, whereas Denzel stayed behind to drink and wait for his parents' arrival. Of course, when he stayed, the others didn't. They wouldn't get pleasure from torturing us, so they had better plans for the afternoon.

"Give this to Alpha Denzel as a gift," my mother held a cup of her raspberry cupcakes to give it to Denzel when she watched him walk out to stretch his legs. He would probably return when his parents showed up.

I held the cupcakes and sprinted towards the exit. While thanking him for saving me, I planned to speak with him about that day too.

"Alpha Denzel!" I said as I left after him. He was only walking back and forth outside the tavern.

“My mother sent these as a thank you,” I extended my hands out, and he fixed his eyes on my hands and then on my face.

In the next few minutes, he had grabbed my arms and shoved me into a tiny street where my back was pressed against the wall, and he had caged me with his big physique.

“Your brother lied--” I said. “Your brother lied, and you believed it. I was just eavesdropping on your conversation with your mother because I was desperate to know what your mother thought of you being with a human when your brother caught me. He was asking me to be with him in his room when his mother arrived and thought her son was interested in me. He had to lie to convince his mother I wasn't someone he would go out of his way to sleep with,” I yapped.

“I know, I knew you were innocent,” he confessed, “but I was too embarrassed to not be able to stand up for you in that moment, so I couldn't come to face you,” he finished, crashing his lips against mine.

For a moment, I wished I had it in me to push him back and complain to him about not coming to see me after that. That one week was a hellfire for me. I thought he hated me, but he was embarrassed, and his alpha ego didn't let him come to apologize or check up on me. But then the desperate part that knew our relationship was hanging by a thread stopped me.

However, as I sadly deepened the kiss and tried to hug him, something fell out of his pocket. Our kiss broke, and our eyes landed on the object at once.

It was a beautifully packed gift addressed to none other than Sharlin.

So he had his tongue in my mouth while he was planning to visit Sharlin with a gift?