The Cursed Alpha's Dark Obsession.

CHAPTER ONE:

Saphielle's POV:

"RUN!! NOW!!"

And I did, as fast as I could. 

Mistress Annika and Mistress Rosita would double my punishment if I didn't obey. They've once burnt a girl's skin with a hair curler for disobeying and then locked her up in the toilet for days.

My lungs burned. My eyes watered. But I dare not stop running.

"You had better touch that fence in five seconds!" Mistress Annika's voice boomed into the megaphone speaker. 

Goddess. Fuck my life.

That was not possible! The fence in question was too far away!

"Five!" 

My heart lurched violently as her countdown began. 

"Goddess, please..." I panted heavily. "Please, please, help me."

"Four!" 

Her voice sent my heart galloping frantically. "Don't mess with me, Saphielle!"

I increased my pace ignoring the protest from my legs and lungs. 

 I'm not going to make it.  I realized much to my horror. 

It was a setup anyway. They knew I couldn't do it. As usual, it was a way to mess with me and punish me even harder.

I should stop knowing I was going to lose anyway but I knew that would only put me in bigger trouble. 

"You're so slow, you fat bitch!" It was Mistress Rosita's voice that echoed this time.

 "Two!" 

As I pushed past my limit, a sharp pain shot through my leg muscles. I wasn't an athlete-never been athletic all my life, mom wouldn't let me.

"Oh, you're in so much trouble, Saphielle!" Mistress Annika's laughter rang out. 

"One!!!" 

My stomach dropped. 

Hot tears wet my cheeks and I bit hard into my lower lip to keep the sob threatening to break free.

I'm fucked. 

I'm so fucked.

I came to a stop, landing on my hands and knees. 

My heartbeat was erratic. My lungs struggled to contain the gulps of air I took in.

Mistress Rosita yelled almost immediately, "Don't keep us waiting or you'll be sorry." 

I didn't have to be told twice, I was already on my feet, racing back to the two seniors who had sworn to make my life in Velmorne Academy a living hell. 

I was panting like a wild bull by the time I dropped to my knees before them. 

But just as they were about to pounce on me, the school's siren went off. That happening on a Saturday morning meant it was important and all students had to be present at the Grand Hall....

"Listen up, slut," Mistress Annika snapped as she grabbed my chin painfully, her nails digging into my flesh. "This is not over. You'll report back to my room at 12 midnight for your punishment."

"Y-yes, Mistresses."

Satisfied, they shoved me and walked away. 

I picked myself off from the floor, wiping my tears. My face felt hot and sticky with sweat. My body ached. 

I just want to go home.

This wasn't how I pictured my freedom and life as a college student. 

Hell, this wasn't how I pictured the 'great' Velmorne Academy. A