Rejected Slave, Fated Queen
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Zared: I bought a girl at the market. She was freshly pulled from death's doorstep. I gave her time to heal, I nourished her so she could receive her wolf. I offered her everything, a place by my side, wealth and power. She refused my offer, she looked me in the eye and defied me. I am alpha! And not just any alpha! I am the most powerful alpha currently around. I can not and will not be refused what I am entitled to. Especially not by a girl, who owes me literally everything. I will make her see her mistakes, she will submit and show me gratitude. She will be mine in every way possible. Nomia: Never in my life have I had self determination. Now I have my wolf and I will fight for my freedom. I will take revenge on those who wronged me. The mate who rejected me? I will take his balls and have his head. The mate who wanted me and my wolf to submit to him? I will turn the tables and make them submit to me. I will avenge all the girls and women who were used, abused and wronged. For as they say: “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned,” well here I am: a wolf hound fresh out of Hell. Scorned? Definitely full of Wrath? Hell yes! The best bit? I’m not alone in this fight. I have found my warrior sisters and together we will burn down the patriarchy and we will build a matriarchy!
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Rejected Slave, Fated Queen 11. Observations
Nomia povDays slowly turn into weeks. With the passing of each one, I grow more accustomed to my skincare routine, more comfortable in the dresses, more confident in heels. I learn how to play instruments, how to craft and to read. Now I no longer spend every waking minute in fear of a beating because I am not working hard enough. I have time to observe my surroundings and I start recognising patterns. I notice that when Gamma Janus comes to take Malachite to Alpha Zared she psyches herself up; dressing skimpily and putting on more makeup. The day after she has bags under her eyes and she’s even more vile. Everyone gets sneered at; she doesn't pass up any opportunity to bring someone down or say something unnecessarily mean. Her temper flares and she picks a fight with whoever will rise to the occasion. Mostly it’s Garnet.The twins react differently when Gamma Janus comes to collect them. He almost always collects both of them. Rarely just one. If he does it is mostly Garnet. Alon
Rejected Slave, Fated Queen 10. First day
Nomia POVI stir as a soft knocking rouses me from sleep. The door cracks open without me responding and a smiling Amethyst enters the room. “Good morning Aurum! I hope you’re ready for a brand new day. I think you could call this the first day of the rest of your life.” Amethyst chirrups as she flings open the curtains. “Now, let's choose a dress.” “I’m ready” I lie. “Tsk” Amethyst tuts. “You don’t have to lie dear.” She shakes her head sadly. “I don’t know anything about your past. I won’t ask!” she interrupts her own sentence. “But you left that past behind when Alpha Zared brought you here. Your body tells me all I need to know about your previous life. Change is coming - a big change. Now get out of bed, we’ll start with your morning routine.” Surprisingly, I am somewhat reassured. So I get out of bed and follow Amethyst to my en suite bathroom. The bathtub is filled with hot water and a luscious amount of floral smelling oils. “The oils keep your skin soft, supple and fragr
Rejected Slave, Fated Queen 9. Not Aurum
Chapter 9 Not Aurum Zared POV My half sisters Emerald and Amethyst will take care of Aurum. As the three of them walk away, I watch. Malachite, Garnet and Ruby stand waiting and smiling. I have work to do first, since I’ve been gone for a few days with Jared. I trust Janus to run things, but there’s always something that requires my signature or decision. I smile at the girls in greeting, but walk past them and make my way to my office. There is a stack of papers waiting for me on my desk and I don’t bother holding in my sigh. People always think being an Alpha is glitz and glam. But it’s mainly paperwork. Listening to petty disputes. Mediating the less petty disputes. Occasionally fighting a war and,if you’re me, winning them. We’re all animals. And because us werewolves accept that, we choose not to weaponise our wars. Instead we largely agree to meet at a designated place; intimidate the hell out of the enemy, fight a bit, kill a few, catch even more and then sell them to sl
Rejected Slave, Fated Queen 8. Meeting the girls
Nomia POVI'm all dolled up. I've never seen myself like this before - I don't recognise myself and I don't like it. First my name is taken, now my appearance. Exactly how much will Zared take from me? First I find I was born to be Luna of Red Star, then I was a rejected servant and now I'm a life sized doll with no name and no appearance to call my own. Beta Jared has shown me exactly where I stand in this world but I'm not sure I can accept it. I'm angry and I don't think I've been this angry before. All these men do is take - even Gertrude and Machteld violated me - playing their part in a system that's designed to break me. Alpha Zared wants my pussy and ass. That's all he's going to get. Ahriman may have rejected me but it seems I'm set to be pampered like a Luna anyway. These girls don't have to work - just look pretty and be available at a moment's notice. So Alpha Zared will take my name, my appearance, my time and my virginity. Perhaps I should be pleased that my hardsh
Rejected Slave, Fated Queen 7. Good as new
Nomia POVThe Innkeeper was right. The moment Beta Jared returns from breakfast he grabs the chest and then grumbles something which sounds suspiciously like ‘Come!’Coupled with his glare, I don’t take too long to comply. The carriage from yesterday is waiting for us outside the Inn. Alpha Zared is already there. He looks annoyed. Alpha Zared and Beta Jared discuss pack business and travelling to other realms. I find it difficult to follow as I don’t really understand. I do learn that Alpha Zared’s pack is called Golden Claw. Only the strongest, cruellest alphas name their packs after weapons. Most name their packs after the moon goddess or her celestial bodies and hope she will provide them strength and protection. I tune back in and try to commit to memory as much information as I can. Knowledge is power, that's what the Red Star slaves always used to say. It didn’t help them much, but I can only hope. Maybe one day I’ll be free to travel to other realms? I’ll be happy and safe.
Rejected Slave, Fated Queen 6. Rare find
Zared POV /Jared!/ I mindlink my beta, looking at the invite in my hand. ‘Exclusive auction of rare slaves at Manfred’s auction house. First Saturday after the full moon.’ I've already lost two concubines. I huff, I really need to do something about that. But it would only leave the twins and my appetites. require more than that. Maybe the auction will have some pretty virgins for me to acquire so I can up the numbers a bit. /Jared, we’re leaving for Manfred’s tomorrow./ Jared, my brother from another mother. Literally. My father would fuck any pussy going. I’m his only legitimate child. Hell maybe he even fucked his way through other packs, I don’t know. I’ve never known if my mother had fertility problems or if she just withheld sex from my father as a punishment for being a cheating bastard. “You never get tired of bitching about your parents do you?” My wolf Gunther interrupts my train of thought, sounding bored. “You're such a bitch - you shoulda been born a girl” “Shut up
Rejected Slave, Fated Queen 5. Used
Nomia povI startle awake when the door bangs loudly against the wall. Beta Jared’s loud rough voice slurs when he tries to speak to someone. My nose scrunches of its own accord as it's assaulted by the stench of alcohol. I can barely suppress a painful groan, my back is killing me, my muscles slightly spasming and almost shooting into cramps. My hands and feet are no longer painful but now cold and numb. I bet if I could move to see them, the lack of blood flow would have left them tinged with blue.I hear him stumbling around, he’s drunk alright. I hear second footsteps, lighter and steadier. I wonder who was so unlucky or unwise to join Beta Jared to his room. You don’t have to be a mind reader to see that he is no good. Suddenly I feel his dirty breath over my face and his laboured breathing in my ear, “Sorry puppy, it got later than expected. But you’re well trained aren’t you? You don’t need much.” He pulls off the blindfold, taking a few of my hairs, caught in the knot, with it
Rejected Slave, Fated Queen 4. Sold to the highest bidder
Nomia pov “Eunuchs first” Manfred announces as he enters the room, a new happy skip to his step. He looks up and down the rows of people like so much spoiled goods. “Then anal virgins, then vaginal virgins. Nomia last. She’s the only double.” Two men with sticks enter the room, unchain the first eunuch they come to and lead him beyond the doors, into what I can only assume is the main auction hall. One by one, the eunuchs disappear. Then Machteld and Gertrude enter and take the first girl through those doors - the number of girls diminishes quickly and it’s my turn before I know it. Machteld reaches out and pinches my nipples. I flinch “Need them perky so they pay what you’re worth” Gertrude tells me, before pinching my cheeks. As we enter the room, I see a platform in the middle - like a gallows stage. Around the stage in a semi-circle are a load of chairs; mainly empty. I count about twenty men; all of them exuding power. I can’t help my cringe away, back into Gertrude and Mach
Rejected Slave, Fated Queen 3. Reprieve
Nomia pov I lie down on the cot carefully, trying to nurse my wrist away from the hard base. Eventually, sleep takes me - I’m not sure how long I’m asleep for but the cell door clangs open suddenly and I jerk awake; moving my arm and slamming my wrist into the corner of the bed. I swallow a pained yelp. Machteld stands, silhouetted in the doorway, with another bowl of soup and some more bread. She frowns down at me, holding my wrist. “Manfred coulda told me your wrist needed setting too. Men!” she scoffs, setting down the tray and walking out. I remain on my side, watching her. “Sit up!” she commands as she re-enters the cell, holding a small plank of wood and some bandages. I hurry to comply, though I don’t want to. Machteld takes my arm - not gently - ignoring my flinch. She runs her fingers up and down my arm - squeezing as she goes. “Well.” she sucks on her teeth “Nothing feels out of place; I’ll just stick a splint on it and bandage it up. Should be healed before sale.” With
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