The Chosen Alpha (Prequel to The Female Alpha) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Aazadi

Mink’s P.O.V

I wasn't dead. Not yet. But it sure felt like it.

When is a person supposed to die? I don't know. I'm not literate. Women aren't supposed to be.

At least that's what he says.

Is it when your heart stops beating? I don't know. Because mine stopped the moment I saw my partners set on fire in front of my eyes.

My mother had been different. She'd cared for me. Fed me. Brushed my head. Told me I was special. That the Goddess of Wolves had created me to destroy all those who torment us.

"Jala dena sabko! Kisi ko mat chorna!" (Burn them all. Don't leave anyone alive!). She'd screamed at me as the fire turned her fair skin black, made it bubble out blood. "In rakshaso main se koi bhi jeene layak na hain!" (None of these demons deserve to live).

I hadn't answered. I couldn't. But he'd laughed. Laughed so hard. While my mother...my father....were burnt to death. Their screams kept on echoing through my mind even now, days later.

A sound of bells.

It was coming closer slowly. Something was being dragged through the sand, something heavy and familiar.

I peeked from behind the tent where I was hiding till now. A khanjaar (a knife) was held tightly in my hand, a man's white kurta (a top for men) hung from my thin body, my white hair hung loose over my face. My entire body was covered in white sand and dirt; even the white kurta I wore was covered in dirt. I'd prepared myself such so that no one can distinguish between the sand and me. No one can see what's coming.

The noise came closer. Stopped in front of his door.

"Malik!" (Leader) One of them called.

I peeked further, but remained in the shadows so no one could see me. No one knows I escaped. All were sleeping. Deep sleep.