Mated To The King’s Gamma
Chapter 2

Chapter 2

death and it would be foolish to run though I could see that Ivy wanted desperately to do so. So diapart piece by piece and personally I believe we had suffered enough.

“Come on,” I tell Ivy before she gets any ideas. We wouldn't even make it to the forest

edge before they caught us. We walked toward the town square and we can hear people in theThe Alpha got to decide our fates, and those wishing to join the pack were once a month herded

to the square and

put on display. The Alpha decided whether they let you join, cast you out, or killed you. I shudderedmy mind even go there. I had my heart set on death.

The hustle and bustle echoed loudly as we enter the square as pack members went about their day IIt was cruel, and wasn't killing our parents enough for him.

the

Though I knew he would never let us go. Ivy wasn't eighteen yet but once Mrs. Daley declared I wohave her case heard at the same time. Mrs. Daley said

she would see what she could do but only if she did all her chores. For weeks she busted her ass desSee we have a pact, it was probably silly but where one goes the other goes, even in death.

Mrs. Daley though was all too excited to get rid of us and when the Alpha visited next he Alpha Dearis Alpha Brock’s father, granted Ivy's wish

After today there would be no rogue orphans. Most of the orphans were pack members’ childrenthe podium with my best friend and have someone to die with. We promised to go where theother went. Though I couldn't imagine a world without Ivy in it, and I suppose she felt the same. ShPeople step away from us as we enter, giving us disgusted looks. Rogues had a particular scent tosqueeze lvy’s fingers tighter as she

slows taking in those around us. People watched as we made our way to

the stage and took our seats next to it. The wind was cool and moved my hair in the breeze. Tovspat at our feet, one even kicked my foot as he passed us and I could feel

eyes on me which had me nervously glancing around and I found the culprit.

I shrivel in my seat hoping he doesn’t come over, the butcher. Peeking at him he waves and blowsme a kiss and I close my eyes, sucking

in a deep breath, fighting the memories of what he did to me away, the way he violated me away.will be free, I remind myself.

My wolf sense could pick up his pungent scent from here and I tried to not let it in, tried to stopSilence falls over the crowd of busy shoppers and

those that came to just watch our fates. Everyone rushed to take their seats. Usually, the townspace, but someone had lined rows of chairs for

people, some still standing around when I heard

car doors in the distance before Alpha Brock walked down the aisle between the chairs.

He looked to be in his thirties and only took over from his

father a few years ago. He was cruel, and since he

took over, no rogue has lived, so we knew we were doomed. We were outsiders andapparently, that

was good enough reason to hate rogues. It was instantly assumed that without a pack roguesunsafe or are defiant against pack hierarchy.

I swallow as he approaches; he sneers at us before walking up the steps and addressing thecrowd. He wasn’t bad looking, but he was cruel, which made him deeply unappealing. He wasnothing would ever ruin me like that day did, the day Mrs. Daley sold me to him.