I ask my father, “I have read that Werewolves were not lascivious like this in ancient times. They were loyal to their mates and would not have sex with others when they were single. Why are they like this now?” My father looks surprised when he hears my words. Maybe he did not expect that I would ask questions that are not directly related to me when I am in this terrible situation. He wipes his tears and says, “Oh poor girl, it is because of the future Alpha’s great-grandfather. Since Cody's great-grandfather created this slave tradition, every werewolf from the noble families could choose his slave for sex. Humans were against this tradition, but humble humans have no say about it.”
I frown. I am always curious about all kinds of stories, even if I should be too nervous to speak at this time. My father knows what kind of person I am, so he sighs and continues, “I heard that Cody's great-grandfather, who created the tradition, was gorgeous but cruel. His mate is said to be ugly. He does not like his mate, which is quite difficult to understand. After his mate...” Suddenly, we hear the noise outside. My father shuts up immediately. We are about to go out to take a look when the doorbell rings. I know that my ride is here. My parents' faces look terrible. Affected by the atmosphere at home, my little brothers and sisters start to cry. My parents cover their mouths. We all do not want to attract the werewolves’ attention. To make my family feel better and to relax myself, I mutter, “Werewolves are not that bad. At least they are willing to pick me up.” My mother says nothing and smiles bitterly. My father glances at me disapprovingly and mocks, “Werewolves are not so kind as to pick you up. They are here to force the girls who are unwilling to go. If you refuse to go or dress improperly, you will be beaten or whipped in front of your poor parents.” I am speechless. I hug my crying parents and kiss them on the cheeks. I do not know if I will see them again. We all hope that I will not be chosen. I hear my parents sigh, “Do not ever expect that they will treat you well.” I lower my head and get into the car. My unexpected journey begins...When I get into the car, I see many girls sitting there. Although I do not know them, to be friendly, I greet them with a smile. “Hello, how do you do?” But no one answers me. Before I wonder why, someone hits me on the head. My head hurts, so I want to see who beat me just now. I turn around, and I find the driver staring at me angrily. The driver is a werewolf. Looking at his beast-like eyes, I do not dare to say anything.
The driver snarls, “ You bitch, shut up!” My head hurts terribly, but the only thing I can do is keep silent. I turn around and lower my head. I can not do anything other than endure the pain. I look at my fingers and play with my fingers, trying to forget what is happening and stop myself from thinking about what will happen next. The girls in the car are quiet. I do not know if I am the only one who was beaten. But we are all trembling in fear. I am not a timid girl, but I know who the boss is here. After some time, we finally arrive at the slave-choosing ceremony. All the girls go off and go to sit on the grass. Although there are many girls, no one talks. Facing these panicked girls, I am more nervous. I hold my breath and walk forward. Suddenly, I hear someone crying pretty loudly. I wonder who dares to cry so loudly in such a silent place when I see someone struggling behind a door. The door is half open. I can see a girl through the gap in the door. The girl seems to be almost naked. Her clothes have been torn into pieces. There seems to be someone riding her, pulling her, and whipping her. She cries very loudly. Everyone can hear her in the hall, but no one goes to help her. I am angry. I can not stop myself from walking toward her. We are all humans. How can I ignore her? I walk closer. I see some werewolves dressed in uniforms. They seem to be guards of the ceremony. They have taken off their pants. They have torn the girl's clothes. The girl only has underwear on her. The guards touch her underwear with their fingers and laugh. They chuckle and tease the girl, “You want it, right? You want me right, you nasty bitch?” The girl screams and shakes her head, but the guards ignore her. They continue teasing her. The girl shakes her head and tries to avoid touching the werewolves. But she does not succeed. One werewolf holds her head and slaps her. He seems to be a leader among these werewolves. The other werewolves are standing by and he tries to use the girl's head. He forces the girl to open her mouth. The girl screams and struggles. Every time the werewolf asks the girl, the girl actually responds. “You like this, right? You are a bitch.” She shakes her head, but every time she shakes her head, the werewolf slaps her. Her face is swollen. The werewolf says happily, “ Your face is hot now. It is comfortable to let your face warm my body. You are a useful toy. I can reward you by whipping you. You should thank me.”Before I say anything, he slaps hard across my face. “Here is a little punishment for you.” He snarls at me as he begins ripping my clothes. “ No. No...” I know what he is going to do. Although I have been abandoned by Cody for no reason, I do not want to have sex with this kind of person. “ Do you know what I like best? I like humans’ screams, humans’ begging, humans’ tears. They make me excited! Do you know what I will do? I will destroy you and let Cody see what a werewolf should do.”At this moment, I feel desperate. Dillon is different from other werewolves who have bullied me. He has clear logic and he is determined. He knows what he wants and everything he does is for this final aim. For this kind of person, it is pretty difficult to persuade him into anything different from his logic.Dillon smirks at me as he pulls my clothes off of me, leaving me in only my bra and panties. "Pleas
“ From now on, you will not be my slave anymore. ” “ What?” When I first hear his words, I think I am daydreaming. When I finally notice how serious he looks, I know he is not kidding. “ What the hell are you talking about? Are you even awake? What happened? Why?” Cody stares at me calmly as if he wants me to know that he is not angry and these words are for real rather than meaningless cross words let out because of anger.“ Cody, what do you mean by ‘ I will not be your slave anymore’? Do you even know what you are talking about? Do you want me to go home?” Cody shakes his head. “ You cannot go home now. You may stay in his palace for sometime and then when it is safe, I will let you go.” I lower my head and think for a while. “ Is this because of Alger?” Cody shakes his head. “ I am not angry.” I gasp and say, “ So you just abandon me for no reason?”
I overestimate my ability to stand the pain. I rush to the bathroom with the new dress in my hands. I change into it quickly so that I can stop the scream in my mouth. Then I clean my face and my hands and walk back to Cody’s room. To be honest, I do not want to stay here, but I bet Cody will not let me go back to my room since I am injured.“Ah...” Suddenly, I let out a cry in pain. I was absent minded thinking about Cody’s reaction when I would say I wanted to go back to my room, so I did not notice that there was a little stair by the door to the bedroom. I tripped on the end of my dress, tumbling to the ground. The pain from the knees stimulates the pain in the back. It is so painful. Cody rushes towards me when he hears my scream. "Emelia! Are you OK?" Cody yells sounding concerned when he hears my cry. I raised my hand to look at him. It is too awkward to tell him the truth."I am fine," I reply back in a strained
I close my eyes in pain when Cody flips me over and picks me up off of our dryer. My cheeks are wet because of my tears of pain. I close my eyes to avoid looking at Cody’s face. “ Emelia... Why did you do that? Why did you come to him? Emelia!” Cody growls loudly as he hugs me to him. I open my eyes and see the look of horror in his eyes. He is worried about me. I close my eyes in tiredness and I hear Alger stand up to approach me. He seems to be worried about me too, but Cody orders him to leave. I open my eyes and see Alger’s back. There are only Cody and me now. I turn back to Cody and see the look of pain, regret, and guilt in his eyes.I frown. It is too painful. It has not been so painful for such a long time. He puts his hands under my legs and holds me up in a bridal style. I put all my weight on his arms in relief. At this moment, I rely on him. He holds me to his bed and sits beside me. “ Emelia, I...” I open my eyes wea
“ What are you doing?” I turn around and see Cody’s angry face. I quickly pull myself away from Alger and tremble subconsciously. Maybe because he tortured me, I still just tremble subconsciously every time he gets angry. “ I am asking you what the hell were you doing?” Cody growls at us angrily while rushing towards us. I raise my eyelids to glance at Cody secretly and keep silent. Alger answers instead of me, “ She hugged me.”“ She hugged you?” Although I am keeping my head low so I have not seen Cody’s face, I can expect how terrible his face looks. “ You are not allowed to hug him!” I can sense that Cody is shouting at me. I mustered up my courage and raised my head to look at him in the eye. “Why?” Cody yells at me hilariously, “ No why! It is against the rules!” I frown. “What rules? It is only a friendly hug. In what rules am I forbidden to hug a friend? Was
When we finally get to Cody’s room, I can not wait to ask Cody about Dillon. “ Cody, who is that man?” It seems that Cody has not heard me. He looks absent minded. “ Cody?” I call Cody again. He comes back to his senses and turns to me. “ He is my uncle.” I drag Cody to the sofa. “ I know he is your uncle. I heard you call him. I mean... He looks a little scary... I, I want to know more about him to protect myself.” I try to make myself sound reasonable.Cody sits down on the sofa and drinks the black tea after I hand it to him. “ He is my father’s cousin. His father is my dead grandfather’s nephew.” I nod. “ So you are not very close. That’s why I have not heard you talk about him or seen him in the palace very often.” Cody shakes his head. “ Although we are not very close in relation, he lives very near to the palace.” I purse my lips and listen carefu