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
Silver: “When will I even get an opportunity to speak to him? I'm not allowed to leave here as often as you think. This plan will not work,” I told him, hoping I could somehow convince him to change his mind. “You know that's not a problem,” he said matter-of-factly. “This is my harem and I choose who goes and who stays. If you need help in that area, I can help you out. Just say the word.” I hated the way he kept saying he could help me out when he was threatening me so I could help him. None of this felt right. What if the king found out? Or worse, what if Rogu went back on his word and told the king even if I succeed? But there was nothing I could do. I couldn't possibly report Rogu to the king. That would mean exposing the truth about it father and if I did, he would sentence me to death or worse, torture me first. At least, if I did what Rogu wanted, I could prolong my chances of survival. “I'm scared,” I choked out, even though I knew it was lost cause. He didn't care about
Silver:“What happens after she leaves?” I asked Mila who seemed bored with the whole thing. “She starts a new life I suppose.” She shrugged, playing with her food like she didn't care, even though I could see she envied the girl. I turned to look at the girl who was stalling by the door, hesitant to leave the harem. The other girls were quiet, watching her transcend.“No one really knows what that ‘new life’ entails”, Mila added drily. I watched her silently, trying to discover exactly where her mind was. At some point, she seemed to want to leave but some other times, she said things like this that made her sound like leaving was way worse than staying. She confused me. I couldn’t figure out any reason why she would suddenly become so different, choosing to hang out with me of all people. “Do you not want to leave?” I asked her. Her eyes shot up at me like I had said something I wasn’t supposed to have said. Her lips and her eyes started shaking as if they were malfunctioning
Silver:None of the guards listened to my protests while they led me to the palace where I was to meet the king. It was impossible to blot out the theeatening look the matron had given me before I left the harem. I would give this meeting my all, because if I ever returned, she would make sure I wouldn’t live to see the next day. My teeth clanked against one another as I was ushered into the king’s throne room by the guards. “Better know what you’re saying, human,” one of them barked at me, before nudging me inside. As expected, several people flanked both sides of the throne room while Alpha Damon sat at the center head of the room. I swallowed without moving forward, terrified to be at the receiving end of his anger. I now understood the reason for the warning the guard had given me, and why none of them had been willing to lead me straight to him as they would have done before.Even though he was several feet away, I could both see and feel the heat of his anger from where I was
Silver: He turned back to me and opened his mouth to speak, and his words were nothing but accusatory. “Your roommate told me some of the things she made her and the other girls pass through. How she tortured the girls till they passed out whenever one of their patrons left any complaints about them, how she forcefully inserted pipes and other dangerous things into them, how she killed more than five of the harem girls by force-feeding them experimental drugs, how she has tortured some to death for not obeying threats, and how she has become an expert in covering up the murders. She assured me you both hated her equally, so why is your story different? Are you in any way trying to say that these despicable things she has done are all for discipline?”I turned to Liza who still looked dazed and wondered when she had said any of that. My heart pounded in my chest as I realized what the king was implying. Bile rose in my throat at the things the Alpha king had said, but a quick look at
Alpha Damon: She had lied to me. She had looked straight into my face and lied. I was furious, but hiding my fury was not something new to me. I had to be reasonable. She would never lie to me on her own. I didn't know her enough to trust her, but my wolf did and that was enough for me. So the fact that she had lied to me meant only one thing. She was being forced to do it. I had watched her bodily movements as I queried her and one thing was for certain. She had been very uncomfortable and quick to change her mind about certain things. However, the one thing that had been impossible to notice was her eye darting once in a while to Rogu. He had put her up to this, and he had the guts to question my judgments and suggest death to the perversion of justice. It has been said that a wolf Kingdom would never do well if the Alpha and the Beta never get along, but Rogu had to be the worst Beta in the kingdom of Betas. I couldn't stand him because everything was wrong with him. He was
Alpha Damon: Her hands fidgeted and her eyes still couldn't reach mine even after over three minutes of sitting with her. I admit I didn't make it any easy for her, however, her silence was becoming irritating. She was never this scared of me when I had been actively clamoring for her death, so why now? “What is wrong with you?” I asked and her eyes shot up at me. “My lord…” “Cut it out,” I said, rolling my eyes. “It's just the two of us here. Tell me what is bothering you.” She turned away from me again, her mouth sealed shut. “Look at me.” Her eyes met mine, but they were struggling to hold my gaze. At some point, she was looking over the top of my head instead. “I don't have time for this. Just tell me what is bothering you already.” “Nothing is bothering me, my lord,” she said, shaking her head and that action angered me more. “What makes you think anything is bothering me? I was just a little timid standing in front of so many people.” I swallowed. Of course, she wasn't