Charlotte's POV

After many attempts to break free from my chains, it was finally successful, though I'm not sure how it happened. It has been a decade since that fateful day, and I've been living in the Green Field Pack. Life has been unbearable during these years, as I've spent my entire existence serving as a servant.

I was promoted to become the personal servant of Alpha Jesse, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Green Field Pack, but that marked the beginning of my torment as I was treated like a sex slave. He would force me into mating with him and would mercilessly beat me for even the smallest mistakes.

I despise him; he's a cruel and soon-to-be Alpha. The royal palace is my home, and they are incredibly wealthy. I come from a well-off family, but I ended up working as a slave. Jesse kidnapped me from my home and took me to the royal mansion to work as a servant. My parents are aware of my situation, but they couldn't risk much for my sake, considering I'm not their biological child.

No one knows I'm adopted, so I try to keep my distance from everyone, but Jesse won't let me be.

My life took a drastic turn ten years ago when I was pushed into the sea by a rival boy with mysterious emerald eyes. All I can remember is waking up and finding myself with a new family.

I've always blamed myself for leaving my baby brother with a stranger, but I had no other option. He wouldn't have survived falling into the sea, and I had also passed out.

The incident from ten years ago still haunts me, making it difficult for me to sleep. I'm now a twenty-year-old young woman, but the trauma from those years feels as fresh as if it happened yesterday.

I couldn't bear to stay in the Green Field Pack any longer. I was suffering, and I needed to escape. I made a daring escape by jumping through a window, but the ringing of bells signified that I had run away.

Delancy, Alpha Jesse's stepsister, behaved more like a couple with him, as if they were mates. Delancy had always been jealous of me from the moment she discovered my beauty. She was envious of Jesse mating with me, though I never liked it either. She despised me because of that, not realizing that Jesse fancied her more than he did me, a mere servant.

She falsely accused me of stealing her tiara, but why would I want her tiara? I was a princess when I was a child and had many crowns that were far more valuable and of superior quality. Everyone believed her, but why wouldn't they? She was their precious princess. I had walked into my room and found her tampering with my drawer, and I was sure she had planted something there. But she turned the tables, drawing everyone's attention and ordering the other servants to search my room. I knew I was innocent, so I wasn't too distressed. However, it was shocking when a servant found the item in my room, which led to me being accused as a thief, beaten, and locked up.

The opportunity to finally escape from the Green Field Pack was a relief. I had lived through the worst experiences imaginable, but the thought of a better life kept me going. If I could survive the intense conflict that consumed my pack, it meant I had a long life ahead, and the protection of the Moon Goddess was clearly shining upon me.

I ran through the dense forest, filled with tall trees. The branches and leaves scratched my bare arms, and the rustling leaves echoed beneath my feet. I had a feeling that someone was closing in from behind, and I couldn't afford to stop. My heart pounded in my chest as I darted through the woods, well aware of the tales of snakes and menacing creatures that roamed this territory, but I was a werewolf.

My breath was ragged, but I had no choice; it was a matter of life or death. Reaching a massive tree, I leaned against it to catch my breath, scanning my surroundings for any sign of my pursuer. However, the wolves that I initially thought were following me seemed to have disappeared, leaving me relieved but still on edge.

After a brief moment, I slowly straightened up from leaning on the tree, but a dark presence sent my heart racing. My worst fear had come to life; I couldn't get caught because if I did, I would be killed. The whole pack must have heard about my escape, and they were all against me, except for my family. They had their share of troubles lately after Camila was caught cheating on the man I called my foster father, and their little daughter was shot during Jesse's kidnapping. I hadn't seen my family since then but hoped they were okay.

Without hesitation, I leaped forward just as two large, strong hands with ominous claws reached for me. The wolf let out a monstrous roar, and I could see the anticipation in its eyes. A life-or-death chase began as I screamed and ran, the pain in my feet intensifying from the sharp stones and branches that scraped my bare skin.

Spotting a small river, I headed for it and crossed it, hoping the creature wouldn't follow through the water. My dress was in tatters as I waded through the cold water, only to be horrified when the wolf began swimming across.

I continued running until I realized I had lost it and it was no longer on my trail. My heart continued to race as I glanced around the forest, my ears perking to the rustling of leaves. I feared it was another threat, and I ran, guided only by the path my feet took me on.

The sound of footsteps persisted behind me, and I turned sharply, drawing my penknife and pointing it toward a familiar face. It was a man with black hair and chocolate eyes, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. But he wasn't just any man; he was Alpha Jesse, and he spelled trouble. I knew he would personally come after me, his sex slave, subjecting me to unimaginable pain.

"What do you want from me? Why are you following me?" I demanded, attempting to sound brave but betrayed by the quiver in my voice. My penknife was pointed toward him, but my fear was palpable as I retreated.

"Should you be asking me such questions as if we're strangers? You know who I am, and I won't let you leave my territory," Alpha Jesse replied. He stood face to face with me, his gaze assessing my tattered appearance from head to toe. He exuded a fierce presence and indifference.

"Stay away from me, or I'll kill you!" I warned, though I knew deep down that facing an Alpha was a battle I couldn't win, even if there were four of me. I put on a determined front, attempting to intimidate him into leaving.

He walked toward me menacingly, his every step a threat. I took a step back with each of his advances, all while he maintained a sly but attractive evil smile. I couldn't help but notice his dark charm despite the danger he posed, but behind those dark charms, he was a terrible man in bed.

My foot caught on a branch, causing me to fall backward and land hard on the ground. He then loomed over me, leaned forward, and grabbed my chin, sending a shiver down my spine.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, fear lingering in my voice as he closed the distance between us. His fingers brushed my cheeks in a menacing manner.

"Don't touch me with your filthy hands, you bastard!" I retorted, mustering newfound courage that I had rarely shown, even when oppressed by Delancy and other servants.

Now, faced with this formidable Alpha, whom I dubbed "the wicked pervert," I found a higher level of courage, despite the dire circumstances. He remained unfazed by my protest, his smirk unchanged.

"You'll find out soon," he said, grabbing my chin harder, and a whimper escaped my lips as I realized the perilous situation I had put myself in by attempting an escape.

A sudden jolt made me unconscious, and my eyes finally closed, leaving me in the dark, not knowing what was happening around me.