"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

　　The night came sooner, and my thoughts went louder and louder. Sebastian still hasn't come.


　　I was worried and mostly scared, I did not know where he was or what was he doing. There could be so many dangers out there and he could get potentially hurt.


　　Minutes that passed soon turned into hours and the night advanced into its darkest duration.


　　And finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I heard the familiar heavy footsteps before the door opened revealing Sebastian.


　　He was here but not exactly in the way I have expected, he was injured. More than just injured.


　　There was blood seeping out of the wound on his palm, a big cut was there on his forehead, and multiple injuries covered his arms; His shirt was all torn and shredded as if he'd just come from surviving a storm.


　　"Sebastian..." A worried gasp slipped past my lips on its own and I rushed towards him.


CHAPTER 22: Broken