Silver: I ignored the wanna-be queen bee and sat at the only empty spot in the reception. I felt so stupid, having to wait for the people who would use me like a product. There was nothing funny about this situation. Every other person looked somber, and I knew that deep down within Mila’s heart, she was also sad to be here but just kept taunting me to make herself feel better. I sat down on one side, careful not to put pressure on my lower half. After hurting the guard who brought me here, I had stolen his pocket knife and I had it with me just in case things went south. “Too bad the Alpha can’t save you now, Silver,” she continued, showing me she was desperate to get on my bad side. Maybe she was just bored. Being in the harem would mess up anyone’s psyche. “Can you just shut the fuck up? We’re both going to suffer the same fate so I don’t get why you’re talking like your burden is going to be lighter.” I stated dismissively, showing her I was in no mood to deal with her shit.
Silver: We all paused in the room as the man's painful cry tore through our ears. It was a very unbearable sound, like the whimper of a dying animal. The noise stopped for a few moments but the chill it left remained. Godon seemed to be awakened from his trance when the noise stopped. He turned back to us with a scowl on his face. “Get on with it, will you?” “But the noise. We have to be sure the man is okay. It's part of the rules,” I lied, shifting away from the rabid Drex who was not acting the least bit perturbed by the noise.“Drex, now!” he barked as if he couldn't wait any longer. At once, Drex turned fully into the biggest and most repulsive werewolf I had ever seen. The repugnant sight of his salivating mouth, his dirty-looking paws, and the speed and precision he used to jump on me made me temporarily freeze that I couldn't react and pull the knife from the back of my skirt where I dropped it. The door opened from the outside and I fell backward, right before the snarli
Silver: The maid left, but the effect of her words remained with us. No one moved, the girls looking like they had just been bewitched with a freeze spell. “Oh my Goddess, this is bad,” Grace said, her hands quivering. “We're all gonna die,” another girl said, her hands shaking as well. “Maybe he won't be so hard on us,” Mila said, although it was evident from her facial expression that she wasn't convinced by her words. “Maybe he just wants to hear our side of the story. It's the matron he should be mad at.” The girls looked even more terrified than before. I understood their fear, but not to this level. They were talking like it was the executioner who had come for their heads and not their king. I knew Alpha Damon was pompous for his own good and exuded an aura of impatience and ruthlessness, but couldn't they see through all that like I did? Was he not supposed to be their king? To protect and provide for them. I never had a reason to be afraid of my queen back in my clan, be
Silver: My body vibrated as I watched Gaston lower the knife into the matron’s mouth to rip her tongue out. Sure she was wicked, but having her tongue ripped out was not something anyone deserved. Everyone else mirrored my concern, but only to an extent. No. I did not want to believe it. This was probably not the first time he had done something as extreme as this. I should have believed them when they told me he was unfeeling. I had been lied to several times in the past but the thought of ripping out someone's tongue just because they lied to me had never once crossed my mind. The matron's blood curdling screams haunted me as I shut my eyes and tried to go back to my happy place. He would probably interrogate us one after the other. Who knew how many tongues he would rip out, or what new body parts he would try?No matter how tightly I shut my eyes, I couldn't seem to escape the horror of this place. I was so aware of everything happening, it was horrible. Please. Stop this, I
Silver:“Miss Mila,” the steward who had called us into the throne room under the king’s order called. Mila was to be the first harem girl to be questioned. After she stood up and entered the scary-looking throne room to be interrogated, the rest of us sat in utter silence, awaiting our turn and praying within our hearts that he wouldn’t find lapses in our story. Having witnessed what the matron had gone through first hand, we didn’t have to bother about getting our stories to match. The last thing on our minds was bending the truth. We agreed to tell him all we knew.“Miss Grace,” the steward announced, coming back into view after a few minutes. I peered behind him to see if I would see Mila and know what to expect, by looking at her facial expressions, but she was nowhere to be found. Grace stood up and followed him just like Mila had done. I waited for several minutes, but she didn’t show up. When the next harem girl was called up next, I got the feeling I wasn’t going to see her
Alpha Damon:“I’ve been asking myself the same question every day,” I said, meaning it. Silver looked up at me with more surprise than I would have liked. She opened her mouth to speak a couple of times and closed it, unsure of what to say. I waited a few minutes for her to speak and when she didn’t, I sighed. When I first found her, I hated her freedom of speech, completely hated the effrontery she had to speak up to me however she liked, even when others feared me in her presence. I had even threatened to take away her free will, but seeing her now, afraid to look up at me or even speak her mind, it didn’t feel as good as I once thought it would. ‘This is all your fault’ Salvador, my wolf told me, and I rolled my eyes. Recently, whenever it came to our ‘mate’, he turned into my enemy because I wasn’t as eager as he was. However, I wasn’t in the mood to answer him, seeing as he didn’t offer me any kind of help, only accusatory and sarcastic remarks. I couldn’t help but stare at he
Silver: I let out the breath I didn’t realize I had been holding when I was far away from the throne room and away from Alpha Damon. Whenever I was with him, I suddenly found it hard to breathe or reason straight. Alpha Damon was just well, phenomenal, for lack of a better word. I didn't really get him. One moment he appeared to be nice to me and the next he acted like he wanted to kill me. I could still remember our discussion in his room some days ago, where I had poured out my heart to him and he had listened, even though he had no reason to. I still remembered how he had held onto me, rubbing his hands on my skin like he couldn't get enough of me. Just when I thought he was soft on the inside, I saw and heard the things he had done to the others. Now I understood just how cold-blooded he was, I couldn't bring myself to talk to him as freely as I had before. He was dangerous, that much was evident. He had told me the first day that he would bend my will and although he hadn't com
Silver:Petrified. That was the closest word I could use to describe how I felt after Rogu said those words. Apart from my mouth hanging open, I didn’t react for several seconds. However, that was enough for him to know his words had gotten through to me, judging by the satisfied smile on his face. He reclined back in his chair as he watched me with an amused look, sipping coffee from a mug I hadn’t noticed before. Soon enough, I came to, and turned around to check if anyone had heard. Fortunately, no one else was in the room with us. “No one else heard, so don’t worry. This is only between the two of us,” he said, reading my thoughts. I gulped as several thoughts passed through my mind. Had Gwyddion gone back on his promise to me by telling Rogu about my father? He had sworn he was the only person who knew because the Moon Goddess had told him. What if he had been mistaken? Even if Rogu did know, what proof did he have? Even if he had proof and wanted to use it against me, what