My Alpha's Fairytale novel Chapter 1

"Slave!!" I heard Drake, the alpha call from the living room.

I immediately left the dishes I was doing and practically ran to him bowing my head as I entered the living room. I have to be respectful and nor utter a word or else he'll hurt me. He and Brittany, his mate were sitting on the couch watching tv with his arm on her shoulders.

"My mate is hungry. Go make us something to eat, and don't you dare even think about tasting anything." He yelled in his alpha tone making me flinch a little.

I bowed my head again and made my way back to the kitchen. I decided to make some macaroni and cheese since that's what Brittany, Drake's mate liked the most.

In fifteen minutes the macaroni was ready, so I took both plates on a tray with two cans of soda since Drake must have something to drink with his meals.

I made my way to the living room but it looks like I had really bad timing. Both Drake and Brittany were in a heated make- out session but stopped when they sensed me.

I saw Drake turn around as he had his back to me and his angry expression wasn't gone unnoticed. He growled loudly, obviously mad that I ruined the moment, and before I even get the chance to process anything Drake's had his hand around my throat, raising me off the ground making the tray of food fall in the process.

I whimpered lowly knowing that I protested, yelled, or cried the beatings will just be worst.

With his hand still choking my throat, he made his way to the kitchen and out of Brittany's sight since she doesn't like 'the view'.

Once we reached, my body was hardly thrown against the kitchen counter making my hip hit the edge. Pain shoot through my hip and right leg and I couldn't feel it as it went numb. I didn't get a chance to get up when Drake's hands and legs were making contact with every part of my body. He kept kicking my stomach and punching my face. I knew that I'd have some broken ribs and swollen face after, probably a broken arm or leg as well.

I finished cleaning and went to prepare food again. When I was done I took the tray and went upstairs, standing in front of alpha Drake's room. I didn't know what to do. How was I supposed to know if now was a good time or not.

"Just leave the fucking thing and leave!" I heard Drake growl before I could think of something to do.

I quickly placed the tray on the floor and tried hard against my aching leg to reach my room which was actually an attic in the ceiling. I couldn't complain though, at least it was better than sleeping outside in the cold.

I was barely able to make it to my bed before collapsing and all I saw was darkness.