BETA'S REVENGE

MORGANA'S POV

The morning bells ring, pulling me out of my slumber. I really hate those bells. The memories I have of them are traumatizing. The sound usually takes me back to the time I was flogged at the slavery organization. I basically have post-traumatic stress when I hear those bells.

The Alpha is always normally up at this time but as I leave my cage and scan the room, he's nowhere to be found. Maybe he went out to run some errands. I head over to his bed to dress it up when I find a not addressed to be on the small table beside his bed.

My name is written in red ink on a piece of paper. "Open me" is written on the paper with my name on it. I grab the note and open it.

Did he leave this for me? I let out a breath and start reading the note. It reads:

"Might be gone for some days.

Left to track the vampires.

Take care.

Damon."

Why would he even bother explaining to me why he's gone. He's the Alpha and I'm his pet. He doesn't need to explain himself to me and he sure as hell shouldn't be leaving me notes. And he asked me to take care? As if he gives a shit about what happens to me.

Just two days ago he almost dislocated my jaw from my face. His actions lately have been very confusing but they won't make me hate him any less. He's manipulating me, trying to make me think he cares so he can have me under his control, but I know he doesn't care. I'm smarter than that.

The only thing he cares about is himself and his stupid ego. He's ruthless. I tear up the piece of paper in my hand into very small pieces and throw it away in the toilet.

He won't be around for a while. Thank the gods. Lately his presence has been suffocating to me. I'll be able to breathe normally even if it's just for a while.

And today is one of the days I'm allowed to go to his garden. I'll finish with all my chores and go spend some time there.

I have an opportunity to snoop around since he's gone but he always keeps his cupboards locked.

"Shit." I say under my breath in frustration.

After I'm done with all my chores, I head over to the kitchen to get my food.

"Good morning ma'am." I say to one of the cooks. She offers me a distasteful look rolling her eyes at me.

"What do you want pet?" She asks with a smirk feigning ignorance. The other women I the kitchen erupt with laughter. I have no idea what's so funny. Werewolves are stupid.

"My food ma'am." I state simply. I just want to get my breakfast and get the hell away from these women. They hate me and they never miss an opportunity to taunt me. The only reason they don't treat as badly as they would like to is because I'm the Alpha's pet. But now that he's not here, I'm sure they're going to make my life miserable any chance they get.

"Who do you think you are to give us orders pet? We are not your maids." One of the cooks says with irritation.

"She thinks she's a princess. Hahaha." A fat lady says as she stirs some soup in a not so clean pot. The others laugh in my face as the keep mocking me.

"Look here human. The Alpha's not here so there's nothing stopping us from beating you to a pulp. If you don't want us to make that bruise on your face worse, then I suggest you get the hell out of our faces."

I look at them with all the hatred in the world as I make my way back upstairs.

"Psst, hey." I hear a small female voice whisper at me from a corner on the stairs. I walk towards her remembering her to be the Beta's pet. The girl who the punisher whipped naked in front of a crowd. She looks better than the first time I saw her although she still has bruises on some parts of her skin.

I guess the Beta still can't keep his hands to himself. He still beats her.

"Here. Take this." She hands me a small piece of bread and some chicken.

"I can't. That's yours." I say to her shaking my head. My stomach grumbles with hunger.

"I already had some. Plus I owe you one." She states.

"What do you mean?" I question raising my brows.

"The day I was being whipped, you stood up for me. I could have died that day. Thank you." She says to me offering me a cute smile.

"You're welcome." I utter.

"Here, take it. They won't want to see us talking to each other and I have to go back to the Beta." She shoves the bread and chicken in my palms as she makes her way upstairs.

"Wait, what's your name?" I ask calling out to her.

"Chloe." She answers as she rushes upstairs, her small figure disappearing with her voice.

"Thank you, Chloe." I whisper to myself. "One day I'll free us all."

I devour the food in a matter of seconds right here on the stairway. It won't be nearly enough to keep me full but it's something. Thanks to Chloe, I won't starve today. At least there's always water in the Alpha's room. If I can't eat then I'll drink.

That should sustain me till Damon gets back. I make my way back to the Alpha's room and to my surprise, the Beta is seated on the Alpha's desk.

My eyes pop open as I stare at the foreign figure in the Alpha's room. At the sight of him, I feel fear, anger, confusion. I hate the Alpha that's no news but words can't even begin to explain the resentment I feel towards this man.

I quickly bow before he gets irritated and lays his hands on me. "Good morning Master."

I greet him, my voice coming out weak which I absolutely hate. I'm scared of what he might do to me.

Why in the actual hell is he in here? Is he even allowed to be in the Alpha's room? Of course not.

But the Alpha must have put him in charge when he left since he's the next in power so he must think he can just barge in here however he wants. 

"Morgana, is it?" He says.

"Yes Master." I answer him.

"I'm going to go straight to the point and make one thing clear. I don't like you." He states with hatred. Well the feeling is mutual. I don't say anything. I want him to say whatever it is he has to say and get the hell out of here.

"You might think you can do whatever you want because the Alpha has given you a certain amount of freedom but I do hope you haven't forgotten your place. You are nothing but a filthy pet." He declares with hatred.

"I haven't forgotten you little courageous display while the punisher was teaching my pet a lesson. You had the nerve to interrupt me." He speaks as he circles me like a hungry vulture ready to devour their food.

Really? He's here because of that? Because he can't handle a bruised ego?

"You embarrassed me in front of the entire pack. A mere filthy human like yourself. You still haven't paid for that." At his last statement, he sends me flying across the room with a slap. He hit me on the same spot the Alpha hit me. I still haven't recovered from the Alpha's slap yet and here I am, getting thrown across the room again.

My vision blurs and my heat hurts like never before. He takes long strides towards me and gives me a kick to the stomach, pushing me further backwards. I cough out blood at the impact and I think I can't breathe. I fold myself an place my hands where he kicked me as I try to handle the unbearable pain.

He grabs me by my hair and lifts me up like a doll. I scream at the tension he applies to my scalp as he lifts me until my legs are off the floor.

"Say you are nothing but a filthy pet." He orders with a devious smile, my pain giving him pleasure.

I struggle to voice out the words as I battle the pain he's applying to my scalp.

"I-I am nothing b-but a filthy pet." He lets go of my hair making me fall to the floor harshly. The impact making me let out a painful scream.

"This will teach you never to disrespect your superiors again." He scoffs and walks out the door. I lay on the floor, unable to move. I hurt everywhere. Even the Alpha has never done this to me.

He always limited his punishments to slaps. I hate to admit it but I know if he were here, none of this would have happened. Maybe I'm starting to miss his awful presence just a little bit.

I think I'm going to pass out.