Mate Ball, Part Three

Content Warning: Mention of r@pe

“Fuck you, Damon. You’re a worthless piece of shit,” I snarl at him.

Damon charges at me and backhands me across the face, splitting my lip. “YOU WILL ADDRESS ME AS ALPHA!” His Alpha aura radiates from his body as he screams in my face.

I laugh in his face, and he slaps me again, making me laugh harder. “You’re no Alpha. You’re nothing but scum.”

He raises his hand to strike me again, but Nick catches his arm. “How are you fighting his Alpha command?” Nick asks, eyeing me curiously.

“I don’t take commands from filthy mutts.”

Nick drops Damon’s arm and points to me. “Command her again,” he tells Damon.

Damon lowers himself to my eye level. “SUBMIT TO ME!” He roars in my face, unleashing his full Alpha aura and shaking the vases in the room.