"You're right. That woman needs to be your surrogate. The pack can't be ruled by a human Luna". I was too stunned to speak and couldn't move an inch as I heard the elders talk. "You need to get one of the strong she-wolves and make her your Luna," The harsh man this time commented, directing the words to Damien.

"I already have her," He replied with his eyes on me. I shrugged in confusion. That had nothing to do with me. "Since she is a stranger, she needs to be treated like one. The dungeon is the best place." I instantly turned my eyes to the old man who suggested that. He wanted me to stay with the slaves.

'I am a stranger, then set me free...' I helplessly whispered while looking up at the elders. I already had my problems and didn't want more. The man frowned when he heard me and gritted his teeth. "Take her right now!" He looked undeniably displeased. His tall nose also wrinkled in disgust, probably because of how lousy I smelled.

In return, I focused my gaze on him. If looks could kill, I thought he would have killed me for staring straight into his eyes. "No, let that woman remain in my chambers," the Alpha growled. "No! Why me? I have done nothing wrong to you!"

A series of desperate cries escaped from my mouth as I stared at him. I had thought he would be merciful, but he looked coldly at me instead. "That woman stinks. Take her right now!" He commanded with his eyes fixed indifferently unto me. "Please let me go!" I begged; my voice barely audible from crying. "Please, I am a human. I am useless to you! Let me go. I know nothing about you!" I screamed while trying to remove my hands from the guard's grip. "Please... " I looked up at the young one with blurry eyes, still thinking that he would have mercy on me.

"Cover her eyes with a blindfold. I still can't believe that the Moon Goddess chose her to be my mate out of all the women on Earth." He commanded, then angrily marched out of the room. "Let me go!" With the strength I had left, I shouted and felt a man slip a black cloth into my eyes.

"Let me go, you bastards! I am not like you! I did no offense to get the mark!" I screamed and cried till I felt my throat hurt. It was all useless because, just like before, the guards dragged me without mercy. "If you say anything more, you will be killed instantly. You are the one who was chosen, so bear with it." I choked back a scream that threatened to bubble out of my throat. This was my fate now. I could no longer escape.

"Mmmm, aaahh, let me go!" Recalling everything that had happened, I whimpered and cried silently until I was thrown into one of the rooms. As soon as I heard the door being closed, l removed the black fold from my eyes and then dropped down on the floor. "No! No..." A loud scream escaped my mouth.

Even after losing my baby, their heartless Moon Goddess chose me to be a sex slave to beasts. 'Why me? I did nothing wrong...' Tears flowed down my cheeks as I helplessly crawled like a baby. I was in dire need of using a bathroom, but I couldn't feel my legs which had blood dried on them.

'My husband, my best friend, my baby, everything in the world has betrayed me.' I swallowed the thick lump in my throat as I thought about it. 'No... there is still a chance. I need to get revenge...' As I slowly crawled to the bathroom, I felt my nails dig crescents into my palms. I had no idea how l would get out of this mess, but I had to collect myself together for revenge.

After finally relieving myself, I sighed dejectedly and looked in the bathroom corner. The shower was calling me, but I didn't want to bathe. "My baby, my baby..." Once again, I felt the tears flowing down my cheek, but instead of making my way to the shower, I got up and plopped myself on the queen-sized bed in the room.

Without caring about the white sheets on the bed, I lay comfortably, and slowly my eyes started to close on their own accord. All the high stress and anxiety were putting a strain on me, and I couldn't wait to sleep.

However, I heard shuffling around the door before I could even get a wink of rest. "I thought breeders were immortal." Just like before, I heard one of the guards’ whispers. "Can you imagine trying to pup her with force?" The other guard laughed. "I feel so bad for Alpha Damien. I even wonder whether the pup will be cute." They laughed again, but I couldn't attack them even though I felt insulted. They were werewolves. I only doubted the issue of giving birth since I knew it was impossible.

Their laughter continued for a few minutes but eventually died when I heard them stop and greet someone. Someone important must have passed by. However, to my surprise, the door swung open, and I froze. I didn't want anyone to enter, but I couldn't do anything.

My gaze fell upon a reasonably elderly woman entering the room. I tried shifting my attention to the pillow when I saw her nose wrinkling in disgust. Her blue eyes widened in a slight shock, but she soon regained her composure.

"You reek!" She exclaimed. "I have tried my best to accept that the Moon Goddess chose you as my son's mate, but I will not bear with a Luna who doesn't care about personal hygiene! You are old enough already to be acting that way." Her voice sounded as if she was scolding me, but I didn't find it offensive since what she said was the truth. I still had dried blood on my legs and needed a bath.

But before I could even reply to her, the sound of the guards laughing reverberated through the room. I felt my cheeks heat in embarrassment, so I didn't bother to say anything. I quickly swallowed what was left of my pride and dragged myself up. I brushed what was left of my hair using my fingers to make myself look presentable.

"Hurry up and bathe." She instructed in a mother-like voice, which I immediately obliged. "Yes, I am going to do it." I nodded with tears brimming in my eyes. I kept being reminded of my unborn child, which made me sad.

I lost my own child, and here I am, being told I would be a surrogate for a beast.

When the old lady left the room, I slowly walked to the bathroom, ashamed of what had just happened. The first thing I did inside the washroom was brushed my teeth using the spare toothbrush on the counter. I vomited a few hours ago, and my mouth was sour. I coated the brush excessively without minding. I groaned out when the minty flavor coated my teeth and tongue. After all those days, it felt good to have something clean in my mouth.

Never thought that a menial thing such as brushing my teeth would hit me hard with such relief. I never would have thought of myself being sold to the werewolves too. It all happened mysteriously, just like how I lost my baby.

After some time, I stood under the shower, the water was warm, but I groaned when it hit my sore muscles. Every part of my body was aching too much.

****

With so much struggle, I managed to open up my eyes. I turned my head, squinting only to find the sun's bright rays streaming through the window. Though it was already morning, my vision was still blurry as I looked around with sleep-laden eyes. 'What am I doing here?' I mumbled to myself as I climbed off the bed.

Slowly, I tried to walk, but my legs collapsed just as I went to the bathroom, causing me to fall onto the cold floor. 'Get a grip!' my subconscious reprimanded me, but the stomach pangs were getting worse.

With all the strength I could muster, I finally got up and went inside the bathroom. Horror and disbelief greeted me when I saw my reflection. I couldn't believe it. When the woman told me to shower, I humbly followed but didn't wash properly. Now that I looked at myself, I understood why the guards were laughing at me. I looked terrible; my hair was wild, like a bird's nest, with strands of hair sticking out in different directions and the wounds all over my body complimented my helpless state.

'My skin...' I thought as tears rolled down my cheek. I had minor wounds covered in blood all over my body. 'The mark?' I suddenly thought and checked my reflection in the mirror once again. As unbelievable as it was, I really had a mark, and it was glowing. 'How did I get it?' I walked back to the bed, lost in my thoughts. 'Why didn't I have it before?' I sat down on the bed, wondering.

'But... why me out of all women? I have faced a lot of troubles already...' I felt weak as I questioned the events happening in my life. I was on the verge of crying as I plopped down on the bed to rest. Without a minute passed, just when I had just made myself comfortable, I heard a sudden jiggling of keys outside the room.

Someone was going to enter, but whoever it was, I now didn't care. I just got the duvet and covered myself. Surprisingly this time, it wasn't the old lady. Instead, a lady dressed up in an apron came in. She had a polite look on her face and looked like someone in her early thirties.

With a broom and dustpan in her hand, I knew she might be a cleaner. Her hair was pulled up in a tight bun, and carefully she closed the door behind her. "Please make yourself comfortable, miss Zoey. I am not going to harm you," she politely talked to me. "Comfortable?" I angrily asked her.

"Yes, miss. You can go ahead and shower as I clean your room," She responded humbly, but her words annoyed me more. "Do whatever you came for as soon as possible and get out," I snarled before I dipped my face into the pillows.

She was another piece of shit.

***

In the next couple of days, I didn't leave my room. I would only lay in bed and then wait for the cleaner or the guards to serve me food. This afternoon I lay in bed with my eyes focused on the white-painted wall. As I stared at it for a while, I found my mind drifting to the bastard, the Alpha. Since he harshly commanded the guards to bring me into his chambers, I have never seen him. I didn't know what he thought of doing to me.

Just as I was lost in my reverie, I heard the door creak open, but I didn't make a move. I was now used to this. The cleaner tried to befriend me, but I ignored the lady. I wanted to be alone. Trying to keep my breathing regular, I stayed absolutely still while keenly waiting to know who had entered the room.

I instantly froze when I heard the door close. It wasn't the cleaner. It wasn't the guard. Upon the realization, I completely stayed more still on the bed. It was him. I knew it was him without actually seeing him because I could feel his dominance in the room. His aura was cold, and I could feel his harsh gaze creeping.

Silently afraid, I didn't dare to open up my eyes. I didn't know what the Alpha was going to tell me. "I know you're awake," he soon deadpanned, his voice deep and dark. It reverberated in the room, which made my heart beat more in my chest.

"It's good that you know. Say whatever you want and get your ass out," I harshly snapped back at Damien. I didn't care about whatever he was. I wasn't ready to obey him. "Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?"

Within a few minutes, I was pressed harshly against the wall with his hand gripping my neck. "Don't hurt me! Leave me alone, you bastard!" I screamed loudly as I tried to remove his hand from my neck. "You know it already that I don't like you, don't create the beast out of me," he harshly informed me while loosening his grip on my neck. I felt a bit hurt by his words. Everyone in the world did hate me.

"Learn your manners from today and onwards," he added quickly before letting me free. I whimpered when I fell down but promptly collected myself and glared at him. "Starting today, you must address me as Sir while speaking to me." I instantly turned my furious gaze at him when I heard him say that. He really had the guts to say that even when I barely knew him, he was already making demands.

"In your dreams, son of a bitch!" I cursed out. "Let this be the last time, bitch, for you to disrespect and challenge me in my own pack," He loudly growled while staring into my eyes. His glare was so intense that it oozed power and domination. It was hard for me to stare back for a long time, so I shifted my gaze and looked elsewhere.

"Secondly, you do have to look at me when I am addressing you," He commanded in a harsh voice. "Fuck you. Go and give those rules to some other bitch, not me!" I hissed out through the cracks of my teeth. My lips curled into an ugly snarl, and my blood boiled more in my body. He was seriously getting on my nerves.

"Which other bitch am l going to give these rules?" He chuckled. "You're the only bitch who will satisfy my needs."

"You're a fool. If you think I am going to lay down and spread my legs wide just to pop out a dozen kids for you, then you must be a psycho that needs to be locked far away from here," I replied with a mischievous grin on my face.

"Actions are better than words." I saw him smirk in return. "As if I am going to stay here and let you have your way with me," I retorted, but my words didn't seem to faze him. He only smirked more as if he found me amusing.

"With your behavior, l might decide to chain you on the bed instead of giving you freedom," he spoke confidently. "Try it once and see. You will regret why you bought me," I hissed out. "Whatever. But whether you like it or not, you will be underneath me by the time I am done." Hearing his arrogance, my insides filled with extreme rage and hatred. This was what Jack also did to me before he betrayed me.

"There is a ceremony taking place tonight. I want you to prepare yourself, but as l mentioned before, you must always address me as sir and respect those who are superior to you. Once you arrive at the party, you're going to meet them, and don't forget you only speak when spoken to," he explained while staring at me.

"What am I, a circus animal?!" I shouted loudly, with anger evidently showing in my eyes. "I am not like you--beasts whatever it is, and I am not going to attend it!" I protested.

"We're thanking the Moon Goddess for bringing me an old whore to be my mate," he growled before leaving.

Tears streamed down my face upon hearing the insult.

***

"No, not again!" As soon as I heard the door being opened again, I angrily shouted. Damien informed me that a make-up artist would arrive quickly, so she did. She entered the room with a bag in her hands. "Hello, Alpha Damien has told me to help you dress up," she murmured as she closed the door behind her.

"I am different from all of you. Leave me alone!" I blurted out at her while crossing my arms against my chest. She grimaced at my response, and I felt slightly hurt. Maybe I shouldn't have yelled at her. She wasn't the one who trapped me here.

"Miss..." she tried to speak. "Tell that sick bastard to let me go. I am not going to dress up." I stopped her short in mid-sentence. "Miss Zoey, I understand that you are not in your best condition, but I think it would be better if you did as the Alpha said unless you want one of his goons to manhandle you." she continued, warning me of what would happen if I continue being a brat.

A shiver ran down my spine as soon as I heard her say that. Just the thought of those bastards touching me made me lose my appetite. I even recalled the time when one of the bastards gripped my throat. I thought I was going to die.

"Okay," I answered, then walked over to her making her look at me in surprise. She probably thought it would take more threats to coax me into listening. "What do you want me to do?" I asked her in the tiniest and most naive voice I could muster. "Just sit down, and I will do the rest," she humbly informed me.

***

After spending a good couple of minutes dressing up, I finally found myself walking with the guards I am unfamiliar with. We made our way downstairs into the Hall where the party was being held. It was organized all because of me. The inside of the castle was mesmerizing, and while gazing around, I couldn't help but be amazed at how grand the event was. As unbelievable as it was, these beasts were more prosperous than I had imagined.

Along the way, my eyes were wide as if I was trying to memorize every unique detail of the castle design. Everything was different from the typical buildings I used to see in the city. The walls were also an off-white color. On my right was a door leading to the dining room; on my left was a mysterious door. I thought of an urge to find out where it led.

Being lost in my observation, I noticed that a few people had approached us only when I heard a woman speaking. "What's wrong with her?" she whisper-yelled at her blonde-haired friend. "Oh, miss, close your mouth. A housefly might fall in your mouth." the blonde-haired woman giggled.

'Huh?' I felt all the blood drain from my face. That was really embarrassing, and the guards were laughing at me again. "She acts like she has never seen something like this." another one giggled, joining the gossiping squad. "She is the ugly surrogate." the blonde replied back. "Alpha Damien can't love someone like her. Oh, look! There he is." My ears instantly turned red when I heard their insults and comments.

When I followed their eyes, I felt like my heart was broken into pieces. I saw the Alpha; that asshole had his hands laced around a different lady. I had no idea who she was, but she was probably his lover. I shrugged and paid attention to somewhere else.

"I pity her. Alpha surely chose a slut over his mate." The gossip continued, but I didn't care. I knew nothing about what they were talking about. The only thing on my mind was that I was fated to Jack, but he betrayed me.

Silently standing in my heavy dress, I watched the beautiful couple greet the elders and influential people. Damien was dressed in a black tuxedo suit, and the lady he was walking with was dressed in a silky red dress with a slit up her thighs. She was honestly different from me.

I didn't know who did this, but he or she ensured I got a big, heavy dress, and I honestly felt out of place. Most of the ladies were dressed in hot smoking dresses, while mine was dull-colored.

Finally, after a few dull minutes, I saw the couple make their way in my direction. I felt like turning on my heels and running away, but Damien's gaze made me freeze in the dress. Any mistake made was precisely going to lead me into trouble.

"Harriet, meet Zoey Martinez." I felt blood furiously pump in my heart when he shamelessly introduced me. "Mhm," came the snotty reply of the bitch. "Zoey, this Harriet, one of the people you must respect," he said with a smirk. "So, she is the ugly breeder," she remarked, and the arrogance in her voice couldn't be any easier to decipher.

Many people called me ugly together with the guards, but when it came from her, it made me lose my temper.

I was done with being disrespected.