Alpha's Bite Between My Legs
Chapter 73: The Girl with Chains [Reward - ]

Chapter 73: The Girl with Chains [Reward Chapter]

A small girl curled up in the corner of the room. She was dirty with worn old clothes that barely covered her skin to protect her from cold.

The girl was chained inside a dark room with no windows, but she wasn’t scared. She was used to her surrounding that she thought it was the standard way of living.

The silver chains dangled when she tried to move her legs closer to warm her body. Those chains made her wolf weak, and she couldn’t help sustaining her body.

*Growl~*

Her stomach grumbled from hunger. She hadn’t been fed in three days, but the girl didn’t react since she was used to the feeling of her stomach eating its own flesh.

And if she ate, she would get a stomach ache, which led her to avoid food at all costs.

Her dull eyes gazed at the dusty ceiling. She didn’t know what day it was or whether it was morning or night. A noise outside the locked door took her attention.

"Here’s your food b*tch!" a male voice spoke harshly upon opening the door. He stood tall over her petite frame. "You’re disgusting little sl*t!"

The man dropped the food on the floor, but the girl didn’t react and stayed in her current position. Her eyes were hurting due to the light entering her eyes.

"You’re so pathetic. A f*cking useless daughter! I wish you weren’t born in this family, b*tch!" the man spat out and closed the door aggressively, ensuring the lock was heavily secured.

The girl forced a small smile before lifting her trembling body. She crawled toward the half-eaten bread that the man threw on the floor. It was her meal for the next three days.

She picked through the hard bread and let her tongue taste the bland flavor. That was when she felt wetness on her cheeks. She wiped it using her scrawny fingers and tasted the saltiness of her taste.

The girl didn’t know she was crying, but she felt nothing. A void in her chest was swallowing her emotions. Her stomach suddenly ached, and a kick was felt.

She grimaced and touched her bulging stomach. It was the only thing that kept her sane, and the movement in her stomach indicated that she was alive.

She felt anger, fear, and hatred instead of happiness and hope.

"I-I wish you die," the girl stated with so much hatred and looked in front, directly looking at Rosina’s eyes.

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"Ah!" Rosina screamed and sat up on her bed instantly. Sweat was coating the nightgown she was wearing. She was hyperventilating and had a hard time breathing.

Rosina looked around and saw a glass of water at the side table. She grabbed and drank it instantly to quench her thirst. Her head throbbed in pain, but she couldn’t remember her dream. Only blurred images

"What the h*ck is that?" Rosina muttered and grabbed her head, massaging her temples. She looked at the candles lit up in her room.

"It’s already nighttime," Rosina stated, wiping the sweat on her forehead. Her body was in heat, not because she was horny.

Rosina stood up and opened the curtain that covered the window. The moonlight engulfed the darkness of her room. "It’s beautiful."

Rosina admired the moon shining above the sky. She opened the window and felt the chilly air hitting her skin, which refreshed her body. She decided to stay on the terrace for a while since she wasn’t sleepy at all.

"It’s quiet and peaceful," Rosina muttered while walking into the terrace and looking below her. No servants were working around; the guards were on standby, although some were taking naps.

A smile formed on Rosina’s lips. She felt safe in the meantime, and her body was cooling down. The silence of the surrounding was making her mind at peace.

Until Rosina’s sensitive hearing heard the slight moans from afar. The smacking of skin and cracking of the bushes was enough to know what it was.

"Orfeo is doing his nightly routine again," Rosina muttered and shook her head with amusement. Knowing that someone was f*cking nearby, usually, Rosina would feel heat and lust would build up, but to her surprise, she was calm.

Rosina looked down at her flat stomach. Her hand unconsciously touched the area where her womb was located. That was when a blurry image of a small young girl appeared in her mind. The image was focused on her bulging belly.

"W-who is that?" Rosina muttered. She staggered while holding her head. She was trying to focus on the girl’s face, but it was blurry, and it was hard to figure out the features. "Who are you?"

The pain returned as the memory of the girl’s face became apparent, especially her eyes.

Rosina held into the grills to maintain her body upright since her balance was deteriorating. She was getting dizzier the more her memories were becoming evident.

What struck her the most was the color of the girl’s eyes, which was similar to hers— black. It was not a standard color that everyone had. The color was darker than when a person stared for a long time. They would be sucked into the dark abyss of emptiness.

The girl’s eyes had a lifeless gleam of no hope. She moved her hand into her bulging stomach and caressed it. The girl proceeded to mouth words that didn’t make a sound.

Rosina felt that her soul was sucked into the other dimension. She thought she was inside that familiar dark room with the small girl in front of her.

Saliva dripped into Rosina’s mouth, and her eyes were scrolling upward. She was losing consciousness as the images in her mind became more precise. Rosina tried her best to stay awake, but the pull was strong.

Rosina turned back and attempted to go inside her room and call for her servants, but her legs lost their strength, making her lean back to the grills for support.

Unfortunately, Rosina’s body gave in to gravity. She felt her body start falling, but she couldn’t do anything. Before she lost consciousness, a hand grabbed her waist and pulled her back to the terrace.