Chapter 12: Submissive sex slave

Nyx's pov:

"It's your room," Savio said, gesturing towards the ornate wooden door.

I stood frozen in place, staring at the intricately carved patterns on the door. I couldn't believe that this was supposed to be the slave quarters. The room couldn't be any less like a cell or a dungeon. In fact, it was the complete opposite.

I couldn't believe that I was supposed to be a slave and yet here I was, standing in a room fit for a queen. I turned to Savio, my mouth agape in shock. "This...this can't be the slave quarters," I stuttered.

Savio's expression remained stoic. "This is the slave quarters," he said matter-of-factly. "Alpha Atlas may keep slaves, but he treats them better than his enemies."

I couldn't believe it. My entire life, I had been told that I was worthless, that I was nothing more than a commodity to be bought and sold. And yet here I was, being treated like a queen. The irony was not lost on me.

It was far beyond anything I could have imagined for a slave quarter.

"This is