CINDERELLA BULLIED BY SEVEN ALPHAS

"Instead of asking me to be your plaything, I'd rather you reject me as your partner," I said, trying hard not to let tears fall, knowing it wouldn't change his heart. People like him, with power, often lack empathy. "Do you really believe I enjoy having a useless mate like you?" he growled, his anger clear. "How unfortunate that the moon goddess picked you among all werewolves to be mine. Rejection would set me free!" "I dare you to reject me then!" I dared him, even though I knew the pain would be excruciating, almost like seeking death. It was better than living a miserable life under an Alpha who didn't love me. I preferred the sharp pain in my heart over constant fear with an uncertain fate. He smirked, causing a chill to run down my spine. Whenever I was near him, I couldn't shake off the feeling of danger. "The more you crave it, the more I'll resist," he said, roughly grabbing my waist and leaning in close, his condescending smile crushing my self-esteem. "Being my plaything is better than being a discarded woman out there, Ruth." In a fit of indignation, I pushed him away. "I will never be your toy!" My life had already become a nightmare due to being mated to seven domineering alpha brothers, who saw my existence as punishment for their mother's actions. They made sure my days were filled with torment, as if I was paying for her sins.