Banished by her Cruel Alpha King

made her yell in pain. She held her butts, rubbing all the areas that hurt, but a slap on her left cheek th

pain from her ribs. Her ribs burned, making her have the desire to just bend and numb the pain away. The pain throbbed

me with another slap on her right cheek. She stumbled backwards, holding her cheeks, which bur

e but not at the lady standing in front of her. She knew looking

ther always advised her to look carefully wherever she went so that she wouldn't attract attention. When she wanted to know why

e, telling her mother that she had visitors, but the expression on her mother's face was something she didn't expect. Her mother was frozen for a whole minute, and all that while when her mother conversed with them she

no response but the echoes of her scared little voice, she cried herself to sleep, and she ended up sleeping on a hungry stomach. She was four anyway, and there was no way she could make a meal for herself, let a

were standing at the door with cold looks on their faces. This time around, they were accompanied by a handsome-loo

ou, Alpha Cameroon!" She ha

alt at a good-looking house that was bigger compared to the two-bedroom cottage her mom had rented for them in the forest. She was told she would be leaving there from then onwards because her m

loved her since her arrival, and what they would do was just push her around. She had come to realise that the man who took her was her father, whom her mother had always asked her to

, but she has no one to ask that question. Her father, who was the only p

nnes of chores to do, but you are still here fantasising?" The question of disbelief came up. Before she could get to apologise for zoning out, she was roughly carried out of the food

pposed to work. She was supposed to pay for everything she was given, starting from the tuition fees, water to quench her thirst, food to eas

st. When she was done, she put all the food into flasks so that they would remain hot and went out to sweep the compound. When she was

e same time she was half yelling at the twenty-year-old boy with tattoos on his neck and right arm and long hairs that were

was never treated differently. Ash was the only kid in their pack who had always wanted to play with her. While the others chased

He shot her one of his best smiles, closed t

her dull eyes twinkled a bit. Her father had always stopped her from going out of the house because she had no wolf. He had said when she turns eighteen and her wolf comes, he would allow her to go out as she has always wanted. Ash had told her what it would feel li

y self inside if she was done with her morning chores while waiting for the afternoon ones. She looked beside her to thank Ash, but he was nowhere to be seen. She doesn't know how he doe

e murmured to herself whil

the bag to see what was inside. She had already made up her mind that when her wol