"Don't get the ideas that you are ever going to receive anything other than hate from me, Athena. I don't need a mate. I don't need a weak pathetic bond like this to survive," He growled as he grabbed a fistful of my hair and harshly threw me on the bed.

I was naked and helpless in front of his menacing eyes.

"Sebastian, please don't do this..." 

"I have purchased you from that auction only because you'll come in use to tame my wolf, and you are nothing but a good that I will use every day and night for my pleasure. And your life in hell starts from today." 

"Please don't..." I begged but none of my words affected him. 

I backed away till my body hit against the headboard but he dragged me by my ankles and shredded the last piece of fabric, my panties, and threw it away.

After being sold by my parents to auctioneers because of being a wolf-less she-wolf, When fate landed me in my mate's arms from the auction, for once I thought I was finally going to find happiness...someone who'd love me. But it was another hell I landed into.

Sebastian Valdez-- was known as the cursed Alpha who killed his own father. Everyone feared him, his barbaric deeds had no bounds, and he did not have a heart. He only had one rule in his life--Thrive in others' pain. But what he did to me was even worse. 

He snatched my innocence, abused me, raped me every night, hurt me beyond extreme, and left me with only the want to escape from his cage but that was until I got to know what his curse was......

My cursed sadistic alpha

　　Warning: 18+, strong mature content ahead.


　　For the past few days, the only time I got to see Sebastian was when he'd come to my room and use me like every other day. He indeed made me feel like an object; He treated me like one.


　　But somewhat there was no chance of getting used to his tortures. Each day he was giving me another reason to crave an escape.


　　Maybe there was a time when I'd desperately prayed to meet my mate, but Sebastian Valdez has left me with no other want other than getting out of his cage. He was lethal and his venomous nature was even more lethal.


　　I wanted to run away far away from him and never come back.


　　These few days were enough for me to accept the bitter reality that he did not deserve to be called a mate; He was a bloody sadistic being.


　　I didn't even want to see his face. He disgusted me. Every time he came in front of me, the memories of everything he did to me would flash in front of my eyes like a projector.


CHAPTER 8: His Sadistic Desires