I was thrown forcefully into the cell, the guards ignoring my screams for mercy. I did nothing wrong. Why should I be punished?
The guards cuffed my hands to the chain in the middle of the room, the whips right in front of me. I have never been flogged with a whip. Oh moon goddess, let this witch not take this too far.I didn’t know what came over me. The minute she locked lips with Seth, I would have left, I should have turned back and walked away. But I just couldn’t, my feet were rooted onto the ground.Brittany came to seal my fate. My mate would never be mine and I would be nothing but a low slave. And she confirmed one thing, Seth didn’t see me as someone worthy of anything. That was the revelation that hurt the most.I shivered as the guard passed in front of me, his hand reaching out to the whip. My bloood ran cold. Oh no no no.“Please!” I pleaded harder, tears running down my face. The guard looked at me with emotionless eyes, and every attempt for mercy flew past him. He walked towards me, his hand reaching out to hold me.“I’m sorry! Please!”He grabbed my throat in his hand, his eyes filled with rage. I choked on my breath, my eyes bulging out of the sockets.“Shut up, stupid whore.”He let me go sharply. I struggled to inhale gulps of air, I didn’t realise when he raised his whip up, and the cell was filled with the sound of the whip tearing flesh, and the agonising sound of me screaming for mercy.After many whips, blood trickled down my back and my whole body shook with pain and agony. I was barely conscious, I didn’t even realise when he undid the hand cuffs. I fell onto the floor and the whole room spun. I got up on my shaky feet.I had to get to my room, my mother hadn't taken her night drugs. My head spun, and I could barely lift one leg after the other.My vision split into two and just before me ,the door before me opened, and a pair of hands lifted me off my feet.The door splited into two and the last thing I saw before falling unconscious was someone walking into the room.I woke up to see myself in my room, laying on my bed. My shredded clothes have even been changed and i was covered in my nightwear. The lashes of whips on my back were almost healed, which was a miracle because my wolf doesn't heal fast like other werewolves. In fact, how did I get into my room?Did someone heal me? But there was nonone who could do that. I looked over to my mother who was laying on her bed, with her eyes closed. Her medication for last night has already been administered.Who did all these? And most importantly, why?A knock brought me back from my mind and I rushed to open the door. I was late to resume for my duties, and I was sure I was in trouble again. A shiver went down my spine. I was lucky to have been treated this morning, but the pain last night, was unbearable.Brittany really passed her point across.The maid who stood in front of me barely looked at me, like they all did since I became the King’s slave."The King wants you in his room." He muttered then walked away.Fear flushed through me as I realised that I was screwed, but that quickly turned into anger. Fine, he didn't want me as his mate, but did I deserve the treatment his skank gave me?I hated him, and everyday I cursed the moon goddess for making me the mate of someone so evil and arrogant as the fuckinh Asshole called the Alpha King.King my foot. He was just a lowly coward.And I was done being scared of him.I changed into the uniform slaves are required to wear. It was a soft flower dress which had a v cut to show cleavage. It was short and it clung to my skin, showing all my curves and my nipples.In my two years of being a slave I have never worn it, but since my first uniform was now shredded, I had to wear this.Slaves were mostly for sex, that's why the uniform was like this. I hated it, but I had no choice.I left my room with a scowl on my face and walked to the King's room. My wolf was also angry, but her anger was from a place of jealousy. I wasn't jealous. I didn't want him in any way. He and Brittany can screw for all I care. I didn't.I opened the door to his suite, but there was no sign of him. I let out a breath I was holding. The room wasn't disorganised or anything, it hardly ever was, but I proceeded to pick around the room. I didn't want to be caught standing idly.The door to his room opened and I stiffened. The sir became thick with tension and his powerful aura made my heart thump wildly in my chest. After these years, I wasn't used to it yet.I could never be used to it."Naomi, you finally decided to grace us with your presence this morning." His voice washed over me, making my body more alert.It was filled with sarcasm, and it pushed the anger I struggled to contain all these years. I have had enough.I turned on my heels, my anger throbbing in my chest.He leaned on the door, giving me a challenging look, like he dared me to say something.I used to shy away from making my mind known, but not anymore."I don't know how you reason, Alpha. But when someone gets whipped ten strokes without mercy, you can't expect the person to get up early to serve your entitled ass!" I yelled into his face, my chest heaving and my body trembling as I finally spoke up for myself.His eyes flashed to amber, something I've noticed that happens when he's angry.There. I've said my mind. The look on Seth's face promises I would regret my words, but I was done giving a fuck.Do your worst asshole. You can't break what's already broken.SethIn my twenty seven years of living, power has been my alibi. Born to be the Alpha of all Alphas, I had everything I wanted, but I realised the true power was the one within.Sure, I loved the way people trembled with fear when I spoke, or how the Alphas respected every word that left my mouth. I loved how the normal wolf calls being in my presence an honour. I loved how I slept with a different woman every night, and I loved the worshipping look that swam in their eyes as they choked on my powerful cock.I loved being the Alpha king. But the power I loved more, was the one I cultivated. My emotions were always in check, a skill that made me earn the respect people had, especially the Alphas. Fear was nice, but respect was sweet too.Now imagine how irked I am when this slut in front of me has none of those things for me.The first night I laid my eyes on her, I hated her. My wolf wanted to claim what was his like the feral animal he proved to be most times when he bedded she-wolv
I fumed as Seth walked out on me. My throat burned with anger and my eyes filled with unshed tears. I hated that man with everything in me.What did he gain from making me feel less than human? It seemed like his kink was getting on my nerves. Unluckily for him, I was done giving a shit. I might be a weak she wolf , but I’m strong in my will.Begrudgingly, I finished up cleaning the room, avoiding the soiled sheets as much as I could and I finished the rest of my chores in a hurry. After my chores every day, I resume hunting for treatment for my mother’s illness. Werewolves hardly fall sick because their wolves help fight every sign of illness even before it grows. But my mum’s wolf died when she lost my dad, and since then, she has been battling with an incurable disease. The only thing keeping her alive was the medication the pack doctor gave us, but she was growing immune to the treatment.I spend most of my free time looking for stronger medication. I have found none yet, but I
SevenMy plan to stop Brittany worked, but at what cost? My wolf stood at alert, in case push comes to shove and we have to shift to defend ourselves. Especially my mother. I know I've bitten more than I can chew, but watch Brittany hurt my mother? I rather die.Which is what I might do by the time Brittany is done with me.My hand balled into fists as I watched turn rather slowly, her wolf fur already showing on the surface of her skin. Her wolf claws were already halfway out and her green eyes were now completely dark, accompanied with the wolfiah snare on her lips,her protruded canines showing.Shifting halfway was something only Alphas and Their kids could do. It is the act of coupling both their normal human strength with the strength of their wolves, making them more powerful in human form.In this state, they become faster, more ruthless and less humane because their wolves are half in control.In other words, I might die today.She advanced towards me and I backed away in fea
EightSethThe red head bobbed on my dick expertly, providing a great combo of tongue and saliva on the tip of my dick but that didn't do the trick of making me cum. It unnerved me, the fact that my throat goat has been on this for almost thirty minutes, and I still haven't found my release. An image kept reappearing in my head, the sight of Naomi pouting her pink full lips, and more than once I stopped myself from imagining those inexperienced lips on me instead of my throat goat’s.Being my slave meant pleasuring me was part of her duty. That made a wicked smile perch on my lips. Her even being feisty made me desire her more. Maybe having her would be the solution. Why would I settle for just a blowjob when she could so much more? After all, she belonged to me, she is my mate.I moved to push the red head off my lap when the door opened wide, a furious Brittany standing in front of me.Her dark eyes flitted to the red head and she growled deeply, causing the red head to spring up t
Naomi“His Highness is requesting for your presence immediately.” The minute the maid uttered these words to me, I lost my appetite immediately. My wolf whimpered as I took a step out of the door to the direction of Seth’s office. Oh, moon goddess, what would happen to me once I step into that office? No doubt, Seth would believe anything Brittany tells him. After all, I’m just a slave. But what would be his next line of action? Would he discipline me himself or leave me in the hands of the devil spawn? I shivered. None of those emotions were desirable in any way because I already annoyed both of them today.Way to go, Naomi.The only prayer is that I survive this.Halting at his mahogany door, I took a deep breath and muttered a quick prayer, then I twisted the door knob.Brittany, who was seated at the couch in the room, snarled at me immediately. I walked in. Connor stood in front of the desk; his eyes trained on the floor. My brows furrowed. The expression on his face wasn’t o
NaomiMy punishment began the next morning. Immediately I woke up, I had to follow Seth to the pack training ground, where he, Connor and the Gamma who I wasn't really familiar with trained younger wolves and went over battle strategies. Seth often trained the soldiers, and the sight of him barking out orders did something to my Insides.That and the sight of him pulling his shirt off and throwing it to me to hold.I had to refrain myself from taking a long sniff of the shirt.I blamed my strange reaction to him on the forced proximity between us. I didn't react this way in two years of being his slave, so why now? Why is it now that I am fighting myself from thinking about how his muscles would feel under my fingertips?After training he would take his shirt from my hand and wear it back and leave without casting a glance at me. Then I would begin cleaning up his room, then get his breakfast. At this point, Brittany is always in his room, and I skillfully avoided her evil stares a
ElevenSethI'll admit I was a bit unfair with the punishment I gave Naomi for standing up for herself, but my ego wouldn't let me be fair.I hated the reaction my body had to her. I blamed the mate bond. I thought maintaining the mate bond meant damning her to a life bound to me. It meant no second chance mate except me.But the mating bond is a tricky thing. For one, I couldn't control myself from thinking of doing bad things to her whenever she opened her mouth. And those darn slaves uniforms, why is the material so thin? I could see her nipples straining through the material of the dress, and the length was too short, her pale thighs teased me everytime.And don't even get me started on the soft curves of her perky ass. The way she moves, it's obvious she doesn't know how utterly sexy her body is. But all other unmated wolves knew. Especially Connor.Maybe that was why I made her go through that punishment. It meant less time with Connor. She is still my mate, I cannot be okay wi
NaomiI ran out of the kitchen filled with rage and disgust. His semen dripped from my lips and down my chest, and I quickened my steps to my room. I burst into my bathroom and in a split second, with shaky hands I pulled off my clothes and stepped under the shower, letting the cool jet of water wash away the evidence of Seth’s repulsive DNA off my skin.How could he? How dare he? Did he think I was one of his random sluts in the castle? Do I look like Brittany? In what way do I deserve this treatment? I might be an omega but it wasn't okay to strip me of my dignity.If he thought this was the way to get me to submit, he had a lot coming his way. I angrily scrubbed my skin clean, still fuming from what he did to me.I should have bit off his stupid dick the minute he put it in my mouth, but I hated to admit this but…No.Its this cursed mate bond. This curse I can't get rid off without putting my mother at risk. I hated being prey to the blasted mate bond, and my stupid wolf didn’t