THE NEWEST SLAVE

KATRINA

“Take her,” Ian commanded.

The Sigmas attempted to grab me but I escaped them and ran to my dad. He’d help. He couldn’t just watch them take me away.

“Dad! Dad, won’t you help!!”

I expected him to step in immediately but he stood there like a statue, still avoiding eye contact with me. My heart shattered. No, I didn’t believe it.

“Dad, won’t you look at me?! They’re taking me away! For slavery, dad!”

He turned his back against me and I crashed to the floor. All hope was lost if the wolf I always thought I could count on turned his back on me. Me?! I didn’t think my heart could break more than it already had.

“Dad!!!” I tried to walk up to him but mother came in the way and pushed me back.

I fell to the floor, almost hitting my head on the ground.

Tears welled up. “Mother, how can you do this to me?!”

She sneered. “For the last time, don’t call me mother! I’m not your mother. I regretted the day I gave birth to you!”

My eyes turned to Kendra, hoping that maybe, just maybe, that little sister that loved me as much as I loved her would come back but… Kendra didn’t even look my way.

The Sigmas grabbed my hands and pulled me away from them.

“Dad! Dad, please look at me.”

“That’s enough. We leave now,” Ian said heading for the door.

The Sigmas followed but I struggled to free myself.

“Dad!! Dad, just look at me once! Please, Dad!”

Dad couldn’t even look at me. What could have happened in just two hours?

I kicked one of the Sigmas in the shins and wrung another’s arm. If no one was going to help me then I’d better help myself. I ran back but they came after me. It was then my father looked at me with that sparkle of hope in his eyes.

I pulled off all the tricks dad had taught me and had already taken two of them down. Two came to me at once, trying to pull me away but I bent and punched their legs in a specific place which would leave them paralyzed for a minute.

Ian cracked his knuckles. “She’s a feisty one.”

He sped toward me like lightning and I almost lost balance. He flashed here and there and it was impossible to follow his movement then grabbed my hand.

“Couldn’t stop a little human?” He looked at his pathetic sigmas and placed his eyes on me. “We leave now!”

His Sigmas followed him and for the last time I looked at the wolves I called my family. My father looked at me, with tears in his eyes. He gave me a weak smile and I let mine flow. He mouthed a word, ‘Endurance.’

Before I could close my eyes and open them, I was dragged away to a pack that was so different from mine. A pack that was the center of attraction in the whole wolf territory. The biggest pack in the south but most importantly… the pack where the famous Alpha Triplets lived…

And I was heading straight for their packhouse.

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READER'S DISCRETION IS ADVISED

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I screamed as my head hit the walls of the dungeon.

I was seeing double everything and a banging headache throbbed in my head. I tried to ease the pain with my hands but instead, my hands got stained with blood.

Ian locked the dungeon and walked up to me with a cheetah’s grace.

“Stay away!” I said, moving farther from him.

He smirked. “You’re just entertaining me.”

I saw a stone and picked it up, pointing it at him. His dirty smirk turned into a smile.

“You know, I like you.”

I frowned. “If you come closer, I’ll kill you.”

His sky blue eyes went down to the short dress I was wearing. I regretted putting it on because I looked like a s*x doll in it.

“I like your grit but I’m going to have to break it.”

He flashed to me and held my neck. He took the stone from me and dropped it.

I could see the details of his face clearer. He had defined cheekbones and a hawkish nose. His jaw was concrete and his sky blue eyes fired with passion. His voice was low but clear and smooth like his face and he smelt of lavender.

If he didn’t have me pinned to the wall, I would have fallen for the god-like man.

I struggled to get him off me but it was impossible. He raised me till my feet were no more touching the ground and slammed my back against the wall.

My face turned red as I tried my hardest to breathe. He threw me to the left and I landed, cuddling myself in the deadly pain.

He got on me and ripped my clothes off me. I hated pain and I always tried to avoid more pain because the one I already had was unbearable.

My screams cut across the dungeon as he tore my beautiful white dress away. He turned me and released a claw, ripping my net panties off me.

I wrung in his hold, trying to free myself but he held me tighter and smacked my a*s.

“Get off me!”

He slapped my face. The intensity was so strong that I couldn’t turn my neck. He held my chin and made me face him.

“You’re my slave now and you’ll listen to my every command.”

“Never!” I spat in his face.

His sky blue eyes flashed red and I knew I was done for.

He picked me up and threw my half-naked body across the dungeon. I hit a corner and my ears started ringing. My vision became blurry and the next thing I saw was the blurry image of Ian coming up to me. He grabbed me and bent me, smashing my face on the wall.

He removed his belt and whipped my a*s.

“F*ck!!” I yelled.

My a*s twisted in an explosion of pain. He whipped me again then straightened me and tore my bra off. He belted me again and held my neck, digging his claws into it.

I broke. All the courage I had left melted and the reality that I was weak came into full light. My dad always said that I was strong. He said I could do anything I wanted if I put in my all.

But he lied. This world is a wicked place and it has always been. I was just a weak human in this large world of wolves and the earlier I accepted that, the better.

He held my hair, releasing his claws from my neck, and put his ears near my lips.

“I’m gonna f*ck you till you can’t scream no more.”

I cried and he grabbed my breasts, grasping them and squeezing my nipples. I yelped and he slapped my a*s, slipping his fingers into it.

“Please,” I begged, hoping I could save myself.

“So you’re not that tough.”

He zipped his pants down and turned me around. He brought his pride out and my eyes widened in fear when I saw its size. It was enormous. He made me kneel and forced it into my mouth. It was so outsized that it went down my throat and made me gag.

He held my head and forced it in and out, making me breathless and if he didn’t stop, I would pass out.

“Yeah, that’s the stuff.”

When he pulled me out, he spat on my face and rubbed it.

Whatever food I had left in me wanted out but I swallowed it back in when he forced my head inside him again.

My mouth and throat hurt and I couldn’t speak.

He turned me around and slipped his d*ck into my a*s.

“F*ck!” I screamed with my last strength as he plunged into me.

I held the wall for support and whatever dignity I had left in me was gone. The vigor by which he rode me made my eyes spin and my hurting breasts dangle in pain.

Then he threw me on the floor and I fell like a helpless soul. I tried to crawl away but he took one of my legs and pulled me to him.

“Where’d you think you’re going, b*tch?”

This wasn’t my first time having s*x. The first time I was raped by a stranger in the woods but what Ian was doing to me couldn’t be compared to it.

He carried my small body up with my breasts against his chest and forced his d*ck into my ass, pulling me back and forth into it.

I bawled when I couldn’t take the pain anymore and he only went harder. He made my back rest on the wall and sucked one breast while squeezing the other.

Then he laid me on a table and spread my legs, and used them to pull me closer to him. He held my waist, wanting to put his pride into my fragile hole but I cummed against my will. He laughed as he fingered my hole and then licked my cum off my shaved hole.

“F*cker!”

He held my laps and hit his pride into my hole. He went faster, making my busty breasts swing with the force.

“Oh, Goddess!” I screamed as he hammered me.

The uncontrollable moans that came from me made him go faster and he kept his promise by fucking me till I could no longer scream.

IAN

F*ck, how could an ordinary omega give me so much f*cking satisfaction. No other slave I had was so satisfying. I have never spent an hour f*cking an ordinary slave or anyone for that matter but I went two hours straight with her.

How was that even f*cking possible?

She passed out when I was done so I left the dungeon and closed the door.

“You stayed in there for a while?”

KANE

Ian eyed me with despise.

“Why are you here?”

I had a half-empty bottle of whiskey in my hands, my favorite.

“None of your f*cking business. I’m here to pick a b*tch.”

He raised a suspicious brow.

“The new f*cking slave? She has that vanilla scent, doesn’t she?” That scent had been bothering me all day. I couldn’t get over it.

His eyes flashed red. “Stay the f*ck away from her. She’s mine.”

He threw his cigarette at my feet.

“If I find you near her, I’ll f*cking kill you,” he warned, leaving the slave quarters.

I turned my eyes to the dungeon door. Whoever was in there, was making my wolf, go crazy. That never happened and I knew I wanted her.