Bound to the cruel Alpha

Amelia's POV

The gunshot echoed in my ears as I looked up just in time to see my father fall, blood spreading around him.

I gasped, my heart pounding, as I saw him lying in a pool of blood.

It splattered across my face, but I barely made a sound, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Then I heard a sickening sound—the Alpha slashed my mother and younger brother's throats, their blood spraying out in front of me.

My heart burned with anger and bitterness as I watched my family being killed in cold blood.

"You, come here!" The Alpha ordered.

I walked slowly, my head down, my heart racing. My knees were shaking as I walked towards the cold Alpha.

My body froze when I felt his rough, calloused hand touch my face.

He had this sinister look that sent a chill through me. His piercing gaze felt like it was drilling into my soul, and I couldn't help but shiver in fear.

With a snap of his fingers, his men brought something wrapped in thick cloth.

My heart raced as the Alpha unwrapped it, revealing a pistol.

He loaded the gun and pressed it against my throat, preparing to fire.

Part of me hoped for a second chance, but I knew this was the end.

Fighting back tears, I clenched my fists, bracing for what was coming.

"Bang!"

That was the last thing I heard before everything went black.

I'm Amelia Moore, daughter of William Moore. My family and I had lived peacefully in the Crimson Pack... until now.

The death of the old Alpha sparked a power struggle, with other Alphas fighting for the throne.

And I just saw my entire family slaughtered by one merciless Alpha in the chaos.

I felt pain all over my body as I heard muffled voices around me.

"Try to wake her up," vaguely, I heard a familiar voice.

"Ugh," I groaned, struggling to sit up.

I looked around my surroundings, my brow frowning as I saw the demon standing before me.

Though I felt something different about him, I was convinced that he was the same Alpha who had killed my family.

Stubbornly, I shoved the hands of the Alpha away as he tried to help me to my feet. I didn't need a motherfucker's help.

"Seize her and bring her along with the other slaves," he roared.

Some soldiers caught up with me and bound my feet and arms, chaining me with other young girls as we were dragged to the palace.

We got to the palace at sunset and were kept in a room like yams in a barn, squeezed into the dim room with little ventilation.

The only source of light came from the small window above the rooftop. I tried so hard to keep myself awake but ended up sleeping off.

Morning came, and we were all called before the Alpha.

Unlike yesterday, we were now dressed in similar clothes to the palace maids.

The Alpha, whom