Amara's POV.
I didn't know what to expect from him, he looked really angry and it scared me.
I didn't realize I'll see him here, all I came here to do was cry.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come here." I hiccuped.
I started sobbing as my tears stained the dirt around us. I wiped off my cheeks and looked back at him. His expression showed a mixture of guilt, hurt, and anger.
But mostly confusion. He stared down at me with no emotion. I was starting to feel scared again.
"I'm so sorry." I muttered.
"You should be working like the other slaves."
"So can you give me one credible reason why you're here?" He barked.
I bit my lip. Why am I even crying? It's not like he cares anymore than usual, but still the sight of his face made my heart ache.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the wall. I let out a whimper.
"Where are we going?" I managed to squeak out.
His eyes locked on mine in an instant. I felt chills go up my spine as I stared at those piercing grey orbs that were filled with hatred.
"Back." He grumbled under his breath, not taking his eyes away from me.
I quickly nodded, afraid of getting a slap on my face.
He stopped close to the gate, turning to me again, I clutched my hands nervously.
"What is it now?" I mumbled.
"Don't talk when I'm talking to you!" He yelled, making me flinch and jump slightly, his tone changed to that of calmness, but still angry.
A tear fell from my cheek. He clenched his fists in anger. I couldn't look away from his eyes, they held such a cold and dark glare that almost sent shivers down my spine.
Then he turned away from me again, opening the gate.
"Go back and do your duties." He barked, stalking away.
"S...Sure thing, Sir." I stuttered, trying not to fall down as the fear of being hit hit me hard.
As soon as the gate swung shut, I ran to the slave quarters.
I paused when I met the head slave, she glared hard at me, slapping immediately I faced her. My back hit the door and I dropped to my knees. She walked away while muttering something about how worthless I am.
That only made my chest tighten more. I tried to steady my breathing, but nothing helped.
I crawled to a corner, where I sat on the ground and cried.
After crying, I stood up in my room, jumping on the bed. I fell asleep immediately.
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When the sun set, I stood up groggily, running out. I didn't want to get punished today.
I went to the head slave to get a list of what I had to do today.
When I got the list, I gasped,if was freaking long, I looked at the list of other slaves and I was surprised to see how short it was.
I looked at the long list of duties I had again,
they were just things I had to do. There wasn't much, most of them were light stuff like washing or sweeping and cooking or cleaning, I knew it was his doing.
I started working in the kitchen after dinner.
I finished everything pretty fast and they gave me the night shift, which was the worst because I was alone with so much work to do.
The next morning, the same thing happened.
Only this time they assigned me the chores by rank, but it wasn't too hard. All I had to do was wash the floors, sweep and carry loads.
All day, they kept giving me the night shift, so I would stay there until midnight.
It was a constant circle of suffering, each new night cycle was worse than the last, I don't think it was possible for me to get used to it.
I started working as a cook. I was the only slave who cooked, everyone else worked in the laundry or cleaned the houses.
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It was week and it seemed like everything reduced, I sighed in relief, he didn't make the head slave give me countless jobs to do.
I thought it was over, I would work less, but I wasn't ready for what was coming.
I was assigned to work in his room, always cleaning it.
I loved cleaning it, I could see him sometimes as the mate pull kept dragging me to him, I missed him even when I shouldn't.
Though I wasn't sure that was the same way he felt.
I knocked on his door as usual today. I paused when I heard moaning sounds coming from his room.
I swallowed hard before slowly entering.
He was fucking someone, I gasped I couldn't believe my eyes, he was facing me, his eyes staring hard at me, while pounding the woman hard.
I backed away shaking uncontrollably, the smell of lust and sex was filling the room, my whole body shivered. I was in shock. I couldn't believe my mate was fucking someone else for me to see.
My heart clenched tightly, the wave of pain hit me full force. The tears started falling once again.
I shook my head furiously, my legs trembled under me as I kept watching, the smirk on his face hurt me so much.
I felt my eyes burning, my tears continued to stream down my face, as I watched him pound into her.
Her moans and his grunts filled the room. I wanted to go and drag her away from him, but I knew how bad it'd turn out for me if I did it.
She kept moaning, "Yes alpha, harder."
He spanked her ass, and I kept watching them, my lips quivered.
My heart clenched tighter, this felt more worse than rejection, I wished he would reject me and I didn't have to watch him do this.
Suddenly, she threw her head back, screaming loudly. I felt myself shake even more, she screamed even louder.
He growled deeply at her, then slammed her against the wall, thrusting inside her again and again.
Tears continuously streamed down my face, the pain was unbearable.
My heart clenched painfully, it felt like I was being stabbed all over again. Every single movement he made was painful, every sound he made made me cry even more.
His thrusts grew harsher, faster, he was grunting loudly. He didn't stop till his cock was completely buried inside her. She moaned loud as well and I could barely hear her words.
"I... Uh, it's so good..."
He took hold of her hips and pulled her closer to him, his thrusts getting faster, his moans turning hoarse as he began cumming deep inside her.
I bit my lip so hard that I drew blood , my entire body was trembling, I could hardly breathe.
My chest hurt like hell as I witnessed his actions, it was killing me.
AMARA'S POV I couldn't take it any longer. My wolf was whimpering in pain. I could feel the pain of being rejected even without being rejected. It was much more awful than being rejected, being betrayed. With shaky legs, I pulled myself up and went wherever I was able to go. I wasn't in my right state of mind. My wolf continued to whine in distress and desperation.The feeling of being betrayed by your mate who hasn't even accepted you is the worst feeling ever. For once I felt like going back to Kaden. At least when I was with Kaden only I was the one suffering but being with Dylan is making my wolf feel the misery that it never deserved. Even I also never deserved this kind of treatment. What did I ever do in my life to get all these sufferings in my life? The only thing I ever wanted was a normal life. A mate who loved me dearly and a pack who treated me fairly. But no, the moon goddess must hate me to the core because no one deserved to be treated like dirt. My train of tho
DYLAN'S POVI don't know what is wrong with me. Why am I thinking about Amara? Why is my wolf howling for her? Why is my mind filled up with the constant desire of getting just a glimpse of her? I don't know why my mind is feeling so fuzzy. I think my wolf is playing with me because I got to know she is my mate. But why did she have to be my mate? Couldn't it be someone else? Even someone unattractive or a slave could be my mate but no it had to be a rogue. A rogue whom I despise the most. Maybe I know what would stop me from thinking about her. Yeah, a one-night stand would definitely be a good way to release my sexual tension and help me think straight again. Without giving it any thought I just went to my pack and looked for someone. Anyone who could quench my thirst for being sexually driven. I smirked when I saw one of the ladies giving me a sultry look and I looked back at her with the same lust-filled gaze. It seemed like she got the message and slowly walked towards an a
AMARA'S POV When he grabbed the side of my face, I flinched in disgust as I felt cold, uneasy shivers run down my spine. My skin underneath his hard grip felt as though it was under boiling larva, and my legs were trembling so badly that I would have fallen to the ground if the man wasn't cornering me to the sink. "You have such blemish free skin for a rogue..." He whispered as he clutched my chin hard before running his thumb over my lips. I shut my eyes tight as I glanced to the side, wishing he'd just disappear. Feeling this man close to me reminded me of past memories with Kaden. Unlike my mate, his prescence made me feel uneasy, and his touch disgusts me and made all the hair at the back of my neck rise. "Hey!" He suddenly growled and with a gasp I was forced to look at him, and I cried outloud when his fingers digged into the flesh of my cheek. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, you slut or I'll kill you!" "Could you repeat what you said just right now?"I didn't want to
DYLAN'S POV I watched as she tripped and fell face first on the ground when I threw her into the cell before I locked the gates. It took her some seconds to lift her head, and when she turned to me, I could see her bursted lips, and the blood running down her left cheek. But that wasn't what startled me. She suddenly got up and ran towards me, wrapping her arms around the bars of the gates with a pleading look in her eyes. I tried hard to look away, but the fucking mate bond was subjecting me to staring into those enchanting emerald green eyes of hers. Aside being a rogue, I don't think Amara had a single flaw that would make me want to reject her every single minute I thought of her. She was undeniably the most beautiful she-wolf I had ever come across. Infact, no woman could hold a candle to her other worldly beauty and pulchritudinous appearance. With her red hair and doe shaped jewel eyes, she was capable of rendering men to their knees with so much as a swing of her bodacio
DYLAN'S POV I didn't even bother to touch the message. Even though there was a look of horror on the elders' faces, my face was completely neutral. Infact, I had never been calm about anything as this right now. I have received worse threats, and yet, they all seemed futile and useless. I turn to Barton who had the same neutral expression as I did. The scar a witch had given him during a deadly fight was still there, intimiddating and huge, slashed across his eyes. One thing about werewolves, we couldn't heal the way we did if we were wounded or scarred by witches. We just healed like normal humans, the scar still there to remind us of our past encounter. It was slashed across his left eyes, from the top lid to his cheek, and yet I wondered how he drew the attention of most women in the pack. His hazel eyes were piercing and cold, and his raven black hair shielded most of his eyes. I didn't make Barton head of my pack warriors for nothing. He was strong, resilient and trust worth
DYLAN'S POV My eyes shot open like a bullet struck the side of my neck when she helped me pushed the hem of her skirt up, and I noticed she wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Feel how wet and horny I am for you Dylan." She moaned softly, leaning her head towards the crook of my neck while bracing her hands at the arm of my chair, waiting, urging me to continue. I start to kiss the side of her neck while stimulating the tip of her clit, rubbing my thumb over it in a circular motion. Her moans grew heavy and softer, and her legs were hung on the office table, spread wide apart to enable me easy access. The feeling of her wetness on my hand stimulated deep feelings within me, and before I knew it, I was biting and sucking the sensitive part of her neck, listening to her moans and getting enticed by it. "Oh Dylan..." She moaned, and suddenly the image of Amara flashed in my head. I kissed Elana harder and even went as far as pushing her back so I could get access into her mouth, j
AMARA'S POV The cell was cold and unwelcoming but I embraced the feeling. I had honestly thought I was going to spend a night here like he wanted me to. My eyes would trembled as I search the place with my eyes, expecting to see Kaden creep out from no where and try to kill me. Something skidded past me, and I screamed, scrambling up to my feet with horror in my eyes, but it happened to be a rat. Tears filled my eyes as I sat down, drawing my knees up to my chin. There was no way of escape. And unlike Kaden's dungeon, there was no way of escaping this one. It had a small window, but it high off the ground and very small, so small that a pup couldn't even squeeze through. Suddenly, I heard some voices. "We haven't got all day guys. Move move move! " I glanced up to see huge boots walking past my cell from the small window. I noticed they were Pushing some wheelbarrows, and there were alot of men. What was going on. "Can we really build a barrier before tomorrow evening?" Another
DYLAN'S POV "What's going on?" Elana rolled her eyes. "what's wrong if we're fucking. Are you seriously hearing it for the first time or is there something else I don't know about..""There isn't" I quickly said, trying to wade off the topic but Elana still had a suspecting look in her eyes as she looked between I and Aidan who had thunder bolts in his eyes as he stared at us."Aidan let's talk." I try to hold Aidan but he stepped back like I had betrayed him. "How could you .. " he whispered. "Let's talk.""Talk about what?! You know what you did... I won't say it, but you know what you did. It's utterly disgusting and unforgiving..." With that, he walked away, leaving me with Elana who I had to face after he must have gone and left me with her. I turn with a sigh to see her standing there with her arms folded across her chest, her brows raised. "Would you care to tell me what that was all about."No matter how I tried to switch up my words and quickly think of a lie, nothing le