The whole hall fell silent as my words echoed in their ears.The Alphas looked at me with rage and shock in their eyes. The Alpha king himself looked at me with an expression I couldn't understand. But I didn't wait for him to speak.No one had ever rejected a king and lived to tell the tale.So, instead, I ran. I ran without looking back. I ran to my house at the edge of the city, away from civilization, and I began to pack my things and my mother's things. It wouldn't take much time before my mother and I are found, so we had to hurry.My mother lay on the bed, her eyes shut, and her fever was high. Dread filled my gut. How would I run away with my mother? I couldn’t just leave her here.I lifted her frail body off the bed, and I hurriedly went to my neighbour's house."What?" My neighbour answered angrily."Please, help me hide my mother for a while. I'll do anything you ask." I pleaded, looking over my shoulder. "Why?" She frowned, suspicious about my actions. "I'll tell you.

I was thrown forcefully into the cell, the guards ignoring my screams for mercy. I did nothing wrong. Why should I be punished?The guards cuffed my hands to the chain in the middle of the room, the whips right in front of me. I have never been flogged with a whip. Oh moon goddess, let this witch not take this too far.I didn’t know what came over me. The minute she locked lips with Seth, I would have left, I should have turned back and walked away. But I just couldn’t, my feet were rooted onto the ground.Brittany came to seal my fate. My mate would never be mine and I would be nothing but a low slave. And she confirmed one thing, Seth didn’t see me as someone worthy of anything. That was the revelation that hurt the most.I shivered as the guard passed in front of me, his hand reaching out to the whip. My bloood ran cold. Oh no no no.“Please!” I pleaded harder, tears running down my face. The guard looked at me with emotionless eyes, and every attempt for mercy flew past him. He wa

I fumed as Seth walked out on me. My throat burned with anger and my eyes filled with unshed tears. I hated that man with everything in me.What did he gain from making me feel less than human? It seemed like his kink was getting on my nerves. Unluckily for him, I was done giving a shit. I might be a weak she wolf , but I’m strong in my will.Begrudgingly, I finished up cleaning the room, avoiding the soiled sheets as much as I could and I finished the rest of my chores in a hurry. After my chores every day, I resume hunting for treatment for my mother’s illness. Werewolves hardly fall sick because their wolves help fight every sign of illness even before it grows. But my mum’s wolf died when she lost my dad, and since then, she has been battling with an incurable disease. The only thing keeping her alive was the medication the pack doctor gave us, but she was growing immune to the treatment.I spend most of my free time looking for stronger medication. I have found none yet, but I

EightSethThe red head bobbed on my dick expertly, providing a great combo of tongue and saliva on the tip of my dick but that didn't do the trick of making me cum. It unnerved me, the fact that my throat goat has been on this for almost thirty minutes, and I still haven't found my release. An image kept reappearing in my head, the sight of Naomi pouting her pink full lips, and more than once I stopped myself from imagining those inexperienced lips on me instead of my throat goat’s.Being my slave meant pleasuring me was part of her duty. That made a wicked smile perch on my lips. Her even being feisty made me desire her more. Maybe having her would be the solution. Why would I settle for just a blowjob when she could so much more? After all, she belonged to me, she is my mate.I moved to push the red head off my lap when the door opened wide, a furious Brittany standing in front of me.Her dark eyes flitted to the red head and she growled deeply, causing the red head to spring up t

NaomiMy punishment began the next morning. Immediately I woke up, I had to follow Seth to the pack training ground, where he, Connor and the Gamma who I wasn't really familiar with trained younger wolves and went over battle strategies. Seth often trained the soldiers, and the sight of him barking out orders did something to my Insides.That and the sight of him pulling his shirt off and throwing it to me to hold.I had to refrain myself from taking a long sniff of the shirt.I blamed my strange reaction to him on the forced proximity between us. I didn't react this way in two years of being his slave, so why now? Why is it now that I am fighting myself from thinking about how his muscles would feel under my fingertips?After training he would take his shirt from my hand and wear it back and leave without casting a glance at me. Then I would begin cleaning up his room, then get his breakfast. At this point, Brittany is always in his room, and I skillfully avoided her evil stares a