The Alpha's Blind Fate
Chapter 212: Side Story 1: Fionna The Amateur

Chapter 212: Side Story 1: Fionna The Amateur

To become more than a tool to warm a man’s bed, then you must reach to the position of a Red Hand. And to become a Red Hand, you might have to sell your fucking soul.

TEN YEARS AGO

MOON

It was raining fiercely when Fionna the Amateur was summoned by the Scarlet Mother who served as the Head of the Red Sisters.

The gauntly woman was sat on her chair that almost resembled a throne, examining her fingers in the light with a pout on her lips. She chanced a glance at the young girl before her who was barely a woman at just fourteen years old. And yet, somehow, Fionna the Amateur had managed to acquire a beauty and maturity that rivalled her age.

It was not always that one came across the kind of gem that sat across her. And for the Scarlet mother, in the young woman’s case, hers had been a case of the rejected stone becoming the corner stone.

They had wanted the other girl who was aid to be blind, but instead, they got a petite, ugly girl who was now blossoming into a beauty that was the very thing that matched their streak.

The Scarlet Mother stood and approached her, while Fionna the Amateur remained bowed, her braided ponytail not dangling for once and managing to stay glued on her back like some powerful being had managed to command it into submission.

The Scarlet Mother circled the girl that wasn’t yet a woman, her eyes taking in her womanly features that was certainly not as young as she actually was. With a short cane, the Scarlet Mother trailed her round breasts that were outlined in the right leather blood dress that she wore.

The Scarlet Mother nodded to herself in satisfaction, finding that part of Fionna’s body to be exactly to her liking. The girl in question didn’t raise her head for once, still remaining in a bow.

"Your breasts are just the perfect young suppleness," the Scarlet Mother said in a satisfied, glee-filled voice. "Firm, round, soft...just how he would like it."

The cane trailed down the girl’s stiff body to her waist, and the Scarlet Mother kept on nodding as her satisfaction only grew. Never had she seen before a perfect specimen. Just the right amount of petite stature, strength, and beauty... Fionna would bring many men to her knees with the right nudge and the best training.

The can circled the girl’s leather pant waist line, and then came to a stop at her pelvic bone, before trailing down to the space between her legs.

The girl stiffened. Even though Fionna had seen worse things and had certainly expected the examination to eventual happen, she hadn’t thought it would be happening this soon. And more than that, she had never expected for her herself to willingly walk into the devil’s snare.

She asked for this mission.

In fact, she begged for it.

Because this was the only way she could build herself to becoming something other than a useless, bottomless Amateur Sister who was trampled on by a whole hoard of people.

Since it was a fact that she would only ever remain in the chains and cage the Red Sisters bound her in, at least she wanted to exist there with her own power and the ability to stand on her feet and not to be dragged around like a slave. Surely it wasn’t much to ask for?

But of course, in the kind of world she lived in, even asking for the littlest of things meant she would making a deal with the devil. It was only a matter of how much big or small the devil in question would be.

"Your waist are just the right proportion. I have a mission for you," the woman dralwed, withdrawing the cane while observing the girl’s stiff body.

"Command me Scarlet Mother."

"I need you to tame a man for the Organization. Think you can do that?"

The girl stiffened for a moment before she answered as quickly as she could. "Of course, Scarlet Mother."

The woman appaeared amused. "Do you have full knowledge on the art of taming?"

"I’ve been very dutiful in my lessons, Scarlet Mother."

"Have you now? To the best of my knowledge, lessons hardly equals experience."

"I am the top of my class, Scarlet Mother," the girl protested stubbornly, her eyes still glued to the floor, "you shall find that that rule doesn’t apply to me."

"Very well, I admire your ambition."

"Thank you, Scarlet Mother."

"Failure in this mission is not an option."

"I will always remember that, Scarlet Mother."

"The subject of you mission is Alpha Dale."

The girl stiffened, something akin to horror colouring her features and staining it ash.

"Alpha Dale?" The girl repeated as if in a trance where only horrible dreams replayed in her mind.

The older woman chucked darkly, as if she had caught a young bird in her trap. "Yes. The Alpha Dale of the barbaric WoodPecker Pack of the West. He happens to be visiting the GreenLands and is need of a companion. Some of the High Ranked Packs in the East need him for something, and that would require the taming. Surely, you’re confident you can bring him down, no?"

The girl shifted uncomfortably on her feet. Everyone knew that Alpha Dale only sought for one kind of companionship, and it had nothing to do with the conventional entertainment the Red Sisters usually offered. No, what he sought for instead was children. He was a depraved man that thrived on underaged sex just like the man that had once played with Fiona when she was a child. No wonder they had chosen her for the mission.

She was just young enough while managing to look appealing at the same time.

She balled her fists by her sides as she forced the answer past her lips. "Of course I am confident."

The woman smiled a sugary smile. "That is what I thought. Await your orders and detachment. I expect a fine job."

And thus, began Fionna the Amateur’s journey to hell."