Contains abuse.
Amanda sat and listened to the nurse tell her that she would be giving birth to Alpha's third child.
Amanda got to her feet and blinked back the tears that were threatening to come falling down her face. No.
No one can see her cry. Tears mean weakness, and they always took out the weak link.
Amanda thanked the woman, then slipped out of the room. Her oldest daughter, Tris was running through the hall with her friends. She warned them of the dangers of running around before she made her way to her second daughter's room.
Amasya was sitting on the edge of her bed using her air magic to lift a stack of books into the air. Her silver hair was pulled back into a tick braid, and her purple eyes were glowing.
She looked up when Amanda entered and blinked. "Mommy?"
Amanda slumped to the ground and started crying.
"Mommy!" Amasya let the books fall as she raced to her mom. "What's wrong?"
Amanda sniffled, pulled her into her lap, and released a shaky breath. "Nothing sweetness. Has your magic improved any?"
"My earth magic senses that there's life inside you."
A second confirmation of this horrid news made Amanda bit her lip and whimper. Her daughter gave a huge smile.
"But he'll only grow up to be part werewolf. He'll be strong and handsome." Amasya frowned slightly. "But you have to leave before the child is born."
Amanda frowned slightly. "I'm not sure I-"
Amasya pushed herself to here feet and walked toward her books. She got up on the step and when she found what she was looking for she opened it and flipped to a page. Amanda got to her feet and approached her daughter, looking over her shoulder at a picture she was pointing to.
"Now do you understand, mum?" Amasya turned toward her, closing the book. "You need to leave. Tonight."
Amanda paled. "Nut..what about you and-and Tris?"
Before Amasya could answer the door to the bedroom was thrown open and Alpha was standing in the doorway.
Amanda swallowed and trembled under the man's cold gaze.
Amasya kissed her cheek and hopped down from the stool. "I appreciate your help. "I'm sure me and Miss Robins will enjoy this reading material."
Alpha said, "Amasya dear, I need to talk with your mother."
"Oh." Amasya glanced at her. "Ok."
She skipped out of the room and now Amanda was alone with this man.
Amanda raised her chin. "What do you want?"
"How is it," Alpha murmured, closing the door. "That I hear from the nurse that we are expecting and not from you? Are you trying to hide something?"
"N-no. I was on my way, but Amasya asked-"
Alpha growled and stepped closer until Amanda could feel his hot breath on her cheek.
"I want you to visit my chambers tonight. Not letter than midnight." And this was her punishment.
Amanda trembled. "I understand."
"Aren't you forgetting something."
Amanda swallowed back a cry of frustration. She hated her parents. Hated that they sold her to this tyrant so they could earn money.
Amanda suddenly saw Alpha standing over her, holding a whip in his hand. He sneered down at her. "You're mine."
Amanda stood on her tip toes and kissed-or tried to kiss his cheek- but Alpha turned his head slightly so her mouth crushed against his.
She shivered as he pulled her against him. Amanda hated the firm grip he had on her hips and backside, hated the way he hungrily forced his tongue into her mouth.
But to keep up the act she played along, running her hands though his hair and down his muscular chest. Amanda was glad when it was over. She stepped back and put a hand over her now red lips.
"Tonight Amanda, no later than midnight."
"Of course."
When Alpha left, Amanda collapsed on the stool, shivering. Her parents sold her when she was six-now at sixteen she was being abused sexually and physically. Forced to do thins she normally wouldn't until she was eighteen.
But no more.
Amasya was right. She needed to leave.