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THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 32: Actions and consequences
NYX'S POV.I wake up to the sight of Elaine looking at me with worry etched all over her face. I groan softly, trying to sit up but the pain in my groin area forces me back down. It feels like I've been hit by a truck, my body is so sore and my head is pounding.The sick feeling in my stomach intensifies, and I know I'm about to throw up. I stumble out of bed and race to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before my stomach empties its contents.I stay there for a few minutes, my body wracked with dry heaves, until I finally manage to pull myself together. I feel utterly humiliated and violated, and the thought of facing Atlas or anyone else in the pack makes me want to crawl into a hole and disappear.But I can't hide from my mistakes. I have to face the consequences of my actions and make things right. I take a deep breath and stand up, my legs wobbling beneath me.Elaine is still outside the bathroom, and I can see the concern etched on her face. I give her a weak smile an
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 33: Golden Opportunity
Nyx's povI was happily picking flowers in my room, enjoying the company of my dear friend Elaine. We were laughing together and enjoying each other's company, basking in the warm glow of the late afternoon sun. As I reached for a particularly lovely rose, I felt a sharp prick on my finger, and I quickly withdrew my hand."Ouch!" I exclaimed, examining my finger. A thorn had pierced my skin and a drop of blood had formed at the tip of my finger. I quickly wiped it on my clothes, trying not to let Elaine notice."Are you okay?" Elaine asked, noticing my discomfort."Yeah, just got pricked by a thorn," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. "It's nothing."Elaine looked at me skeptically, but she didn't press the issue. Instead, she changed the subject and began to talk about something that was clearly weighing on her mind."I'm really nervous about the winter solstice feast," she confided. "It's almost time, and I don't want to get stuck with a duty post that would send me outside the
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 34: Strip tease
NYX'S POV.As I was lost in my thoughts, the sound of the maid's voice snapped me back to reality. "The alpha instructed me to help you get dressed for the feast.""What feast?" I frowned, annoyance bubbling in my stomach. "I'm not going for the feast."Her eyes widened as she started panicking. "You don't understand, the alpha himself gave the direct orders. You don't want to refu-""I can and I will," I snapped. "Infact, I already have. Tell him that I won't be attending his stupid feast."The maid opened her mouth to reply but whatever she was going to say got stuck in her throat because the alpha was upon us."I believe, Nyx, that you can say that to my face."Against my better judgement, I swallowed and flinched, his eyes tracking my movement like a storm cloud.As Atlas walks in, a wave of coldness rushes through me. His presence alone commands attention and his mere aura exudes power and dominance. The room, once filled with life and energy, now feels suffocating and dense as
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 35: Plaything
NYX'S POV.As Atlas dragged me into the hall, I couldn't help but feel humiliated. The chains and cuffs around my wrists and ankles made it even worse. I allowed myself to be taken advantage of by his cousin, and now I was paying the price. Atlas had always been possessive of me, but now he was downright cruel. The party was a flamboyant display of excess and corruption. The guests were dressed in formal attire, but their behavior was anything but sophisticated. They drank and laughed loudly, their voices echoing off the walls. In my skimpy clothes, chains and collar, I felt completely out of place, dressed like a common slut.I stopped at the threshold of the ballroom, embarrassment balancing on my shoulders and Atlas gave the chains a hard tug causing me to stumble.Stupid fucking asshole, I insulted Atlas in my head.The wild party was in full swing. Everywhere, I saw nobles and some whores sashaying around in their scanty clothing, while men were drinking, laughing, and revelling
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 36: Rot in hell
NYX'S POV. As Atlas watched me being stripped naked and redressed in a revealing black outfit, I knew what was coming. My heart sank as he secured the collar chain and handcuffs around my wrists, dragging me to the same room as the previous day."Don't," I begged him, stopping at the threshold of the room. "Don't do this to me. Not again. Not tonight."He turned to look at me, dark eyes darkening even more at the pleading look on my face. "Beg me."My stomach dropped, my pride fighting with my fear of humiliation.Atlas saw the hesitation as a waste of his time and he tugged hard on the chains, dragging me alonh with him.I stumbled after him, the familiar scent of sweat, leather, and lust filled the air as the sophisticated party goers exhibited different forms of debauchery.And I was the main attraction. I was forced to dance and strip for his men, just like before. When I grew tired, Atlas made me sit beside him on the ground, treating me like a mere dog with the collar and leas
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 37: Accomplice
ELAINE'S POV.As I walk towards Nyx’s room, I can’t help but worry about her. She hasn’t been herself lately and it’s been tough covering for her during chores. The Winter Solstice feast is almost over and we need all hands on deck. I knock on her door softly and let myself in when I hear her muffled voice.I find Nyx lying in her bed, covered in sweat and shivering. Her eyes are closed but she opens them slowly as I approach her. I place my hand on her forehead and it’s burning with fever. “Oh no, Nyx. You’re burning up. How long have you been like this?” I ask her in concern.Nyx opens her mouth to speak but her voice is barely above a whisper. “I started feeling sick this afternoon, Elaine. I thought it was just exhaustion from the chores but I guess it's worse than that.”I pull the covers up to her chin and sit on the edge of her bed. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. I’ll go and fetch some cold water and a cloth for your forehead. You just rest.” Nyx nods weakly and closes he
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 38: Hard Punishment
NYX'S POV.As I lay on the ground, crying and screaming for mercy, the guards continued to drag me towards the alpha's room. I could hear the sound of their footsteps pounding on the hard ground, and the jingling of their weapons as they moved. I begged and pleaded with them to let me go, but they paid no attention to my cries.Just as we reached the door to Atlas's room, it swung open, and he stormed out with fury in his eyes. "What in the name of the moon goddess is going on here?!" he roared, his voice echoing through the hallway.The guards scurried away like frightened mice, leaving me lying on the ground, gasping for breath. I looked up at Atlas, and my heart began to race. He was towering over me, his broad shoulders tense with anger, his eyes blazing with fury.He turned to me, and I could feel the heat of his anger radiating off of him. He grabbed my hands roughly and dragged me to my feet, his grip so tight that it hurt. "You," he hissed, his breath hot on my face. "You have
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 39: Collateral damage.
Elaine's PovI sank slowly onto the ground, wrapping my arms around my legs and holding on tight. The tears began to well up in my eyes. Nyx could be hurt. She could be dead somewhere right now. And I couldn't do anything about it. I sat in the darkness, feeling cold and alone. The only company I had were the rats that skittered across the floor. My stomach growled, reminding me that I hadn't eaten since the last time Nyx had snuck me some food.My mind wandered, and I thought about my life before being taken by Atlas. I had been happy, surrounded by friends and family. I had dreams of traveling and seeing the world. Now, I was trapped in this cell, with no hope of escape.I tried to keep myself occupied by singing, but my voice echoed back at me, making me feel even more alone. I hugged my knees to my chest, trying to ward off the chill that seemed to seep into my bones.Fear started to gnaw at me, and I wondered what Atlas had planned for me. Was he going to sell me? Torture me? Ki
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