Alpha Viktor’s Mute Mate

Chapter 1Anastasia Konstantinos"I told you to speak, Ana!" My father, Alpha Konstantinos, snapped as he sent a hot slap across my cheek that sent me crashing to the ground as I held my burning cheek, tears trickling down my cheeks."Speak, Ana!" He snapped again, squatting in front of me and grabbing my hair as he dragged me across the room, not minding the pain he was causing me. He was probably enjoying it.I couldn't beg for mercy nor could I cry out in pain. I was left with no choice but to cry silently and just endure the pain."Why didn't you just die if you were going to end up this way? Why didn't you die, Anastasia?" Resentment was evident in his voice as he spat at me with so much hatred. But even with the torture, the pain was nothing, compared to the one I felt in my heart."Father, please. It hurts. Please stop." I wanted to beg him to stop, I wanted to beg for mercy, but sadly, I had to endure silently and take in the pain like I had been doing since this abuse started.My father let go of my hair, and cursed at me, raking his hair frustratingly with his fingers like he'd lost his mind."Do you know the shit I'm going through, being a father to a pathetic loser like you?" He cursed at me as he grabbed my neck and dragged me to the wall, slamming me hard into it until I was almost out of breath before he finally let me go."You disgust me! I hate you so much with everything in me, Anastasia. You should've just died!" He cursed at me loudly, his voice resonating across the room, his eyes were filled with rage. I didn't know why he hadn't killed me yet. Perhaps he was waiting for something, or who knows, he might just enjoy torturing me instead."You…" he paused and huffed, standing up to his feet as he clenched his fingers tightly into a fist."Listen to me, Ana. I'm having guests later, so if you want to stay alive for long, then you better stay in here. Else, you'll be gone forever!" he threatened me before leaving the room, slamming the door behind him.My body trembled as I hugged my knees to my chest, burying my face between them.I tried to endure the pain, telling myself each time that everything would be fine one day, but until when? Until when will I have to endure this?I hit my head on the wall repeatedly, hoping to get the horrible incident out of my head as if it would help me, but sadly, everything was going to be etched in my memory for as long as I would live, and may even haunt me in the other world.My hands shook as I grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling it aggressively like I was going to rip it off from my scalp. It hurt being broken by the one person who was supposed to be protecting you. A person who was supposed to be your family.What happened? Why would your own father treat you this badly? Well, the only crime I committed was being a selective mutism victim. Something I wasn't born with.Despite being the daughter of an Alpha, I was bullied by everyone in the pack and nobody, not even my father has ever stood up for me. I was literally a maid in my father's pack and house, and I was made to live where the omegas of the pack lived.A bang on the door and the voice of my stepbrother was all I needed to spring up to my feet and wipe away my tears, my heart pounding hard when I heard the door opening.Dimitri walked inside, letting out a scoff the moment he saw me. Dimitri was the son of my father's wife whom he married after the passing of my mother eighteen years ago when I was just six. He was born to another man. Heard his father, who was a beta of Dynamite pack, sent them packing for some reason that wasn't clear to me. And as much as I didn't want to judge, seeing the way the woman treats me, a part of me told that she was the reason why she was sent packing."For how long are you going to continue like this, Anastasia? I told you that I could help you. I will take you out of this pain. Why are you being stubborn?" He hushed, closing the distance between us. He tried to touch me, but I pushed him off and threw him a deadly glare.Dimitri has been making advances at me for some years now, and on different occasions has he tried to rape me which I always managed to escape. Sadly, I couldn't communicate it to anyone.Who will listen to a depressed mute girl who was believed to be seeking attention? No one, obviously. Not even my father."Fuck you, Dimitri!" If only I could curse out to him, but lucky for him, I couldn't.He let out a scoff, raising his eyebrows as his green eyes pierced into mine furiously. "What do you think of yourself, huh? That you are a princess? Oh come on, bitch! We both know you are nothing like that." He rolled his eyes at me, and I scoffed. I never said I was, and I didn't want that life, anyway."Hey! I'm being nice to you now. Are you going to keep being stubborn?" A deep frown settled on his face as he took two steps closer to me, while I just stared at him, unable to say anything even though I had so many things to say to him, which of course, most of them were curses.I raised my two middle fingers at him, throwing him a disgusting glare, and he huffed."Did you just swear at me, bitch?" He bit his lip, throwing his head back as he scratched the back of his neck."You bitch!" He sent a hot slap across my cheek when I least expected it, and I staggered back. I was yet to recover from the slap when he grabbed my hair, raising my face to look at him."I'm trying to do you a favour, bitch! How dare you curse at me?" Just like my father did earlier, he grabbed my neck and slammed me into the wall, his fingers clutching tightly around my neck, digging his nails into my skin while I struggled to breathe."You probably want to die, and trust me, I won't hesitate sending you to hell where you truly belong." He cursed between gritted teeth and when I was almost out of breath, he let go of me."I'm going to spare you this time. I won't be this nice the next time I come here, and that is a promise." He glared at me before leaving the room, and I slumped on the bed, bursting into tears…