Revenge in HundredFold and an Alpha Commander
Ninety-nine lashes. That was the price of loving the Alpha’s son.
Bettoni Williams gave everything to Ardon. Her heart. Her trust. Her dignity. In return, he accused her of witchcraft, stripped her of her rank, and watched as she was whipped ninety-nine times in the public square.
Broken, disowned, and demoted to a Gamma, Bettoni swore she would never trust a royal again.
She planned to rot in the slums, to remain invisible and forgotten.
But fate, and a bored Alpha Commander, had other plans.
When the kingdom's most feared war hero, Commander Zachery, returns home, Alpha Jaceon fills the grand hall with silk-dressed noblewomen and forces him to choose a wife before the blood moon or lose everything he has. Annoyed, Zachery slips out the back. Bettoni, hiding from the feast in a dark alley, stumbles upon him in a moment that would make any sensible woman run. She doesn't run, but calls him a wild animal to his face, and this only makes him immediately obsessed with her.
He drags her into the feast by the wrist, declaring;
"You're going to be my Commandress tonight."
Now, Bettoni is trapped in a marriage with a brute who collects wives like trading cards. Zachery is uncouth, violent, and dangerously seductive. He treats the palace like a playground and his brother, the King, like a joke.
Bettoni intends to use this monster to climb back to the top and destroy the family that ruined her. But Zachery is not a ladder. He is a cliff. And he has no intention of letting his new sweetheart go.
Revenge is a dish best served cold. But the Commander likes his nights scorching hot.
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️ Mature Content Warning (18+): This story contains 18+ content including explicit erotica, detailed sexual scenes, and mentions of sexual violence including rape and assault. If such themes make you uncomfortable, please read with caution.
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Chapter: THE COMMANDRESS'S LEGACY"Get out of my husband's office right now, Varel," Bettoni demanded playfully, bursting through the oak doors with shining eyes.It had been several peaceful months since the dark political clouds finally cleared, and the royal palace was now secure. Lady Reya was permanently silenced in her medical chair, and Angelika was banished to the filthy outer dung farms, meaning Bettoni finally had total control.Zachery sat buried behind his desk, surrounded by military maps. He looked stressed, rubbing his thick jaw, but he looked handsome wearing his armor.Varel stood up from his chair, taking one look at Bettoni's strange, wildly excited energy and smiled widely."Yes, Commandress," Varel bowed respectfully. "I'll leave the stressed tiger to you."Varel walked out of the room, closing the doors securely behind him.Zachery ignored his military maps. He leaned back in his tall chair, observing his beautiful wife. He noticed her radiant, glowing energy and how flawless she looked in
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Chapter: THE DEPUTY'S VOWThe training courtyard smelled of sweat and iron, making Sela dizzy as she carried the water pitchers.Sela walked carefully past the shirtless military personnel, overwhelmed by their rough play-fighting. Heavy swords crashed against wooden shields, and masculine shouts echoed across the dusty stone walls.Sela kept her dark eyes focused on the dirty ground as her heart hammered inside her small chest.I don't belong in this violent world, Sela thought, her mind spinning with crippling self-doubt. I'm just a common, lowly orphan maid. I grew up in the dirt, sweeping the cold kitchen floors. He's the Deputy Commander of the royal army. He'll eventually realize I'm boring and plain.She constantly depreciated her own worth. She remembered her last meeting with Varel just three days ago, and it was that specific, intense conversation that made her stay away from him. He'd cornered her quietly in the lower hallways, looking at her with burning dark eyes. He demanded she settle down w
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Chapter: THE DNUG WORKER'S DESPAIRThe heavy iron chains rattled across the floor, echoing the ruin of Lady Angelika Chattway.The final royal sentencing took place in the center of the grand hall. Hundreds of wealthy nobles packed the viewing galleries, eager to witness the fall of the arrogant aristocratic girl. Angelika's father, Lord Chattway, stood near the golden throne looking humiliated and terrified.Angelika stood alone in the center of the cold room wearing a torn, dirty gray shift. Her blonde hair was matted with mud, and her eyes were swollen and hollow."Read her crimes aloud to the royal court," Alpha Jaceon commanded, his voice devoid of emotion.The senior royal scribe stepped forward and unrolled a thick parchment scroll."Lady Angelika Chattway is guilty of several high treason assassination attempts against the Alpha Commander Zachery and the Commandress Bettoni," the scribe shouted, his voice carrying to the back of the silent room. "She is guilty of intentionally purchasing deadly nightshade
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Chapter: BREAKING THE BLOODLINEArdon shoved Bimby onto the private sandy beach. The classified military maps and the encrypted letters scattered across the white sand. Ardon drew his iron sword with a sharp ringing noise, the metal chiming over the crashing ocean waves."Explain this treason to me right now!" Ardon roared, pointing the tip at Bimby's chest. "You're a filthy traitor!""I hated the arrogant pureborn royals my whole life, Ardon," Bimby cried, falling to his knees in the white sand."You used me!" Ardon screamed, his voice cracking with devastation. "You manipulated my lonely, trusting heart just to steal military layouts! You gave those maps to the Northern rebels! You almost got my uncle slaughtered in the snow!""I did what I had to do for my own survival!" Bimby shouted back, tears flooding his brown eyes."I trusted you with my soul, Bimby!" Ardon yelled, pacing across the wet sand. "I turned my back on my own powerful family just to protect you from the hangman! I claimed you in front of the
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Chapter: UNDER THE BARE STARS"The royal guards are currently searching the outer villages for the missing princess," Buck stated quietly, staring at the crackling campfire on the sandy shore.Frostina heard his deep voice and paused, looking down at her dirty hands. The past few days inside his peaceful cabin had been a dream. She helped him gather firewood every morning, destroying her spoiled royal habits, and had learned how to survive without a dozen maids running around her feet.Just yesterday, they stood together in the freezing, shallow river. Frostina held a sharp spear, missing every fish that swam past her bare ankles. She was covered in wet mud and she loved it."You're holding the spear too tight, my Lady," Buck chuckled. "You look like you're trying to murder the ocean.""I'm going to murder these slippery little demons," Frostina laughed brightly. It was a beautiful sound she never knew she could make. She wiped river water from her cheek, leaving a streak of dark brown mud. "They're mocking m
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Chapter: THE GHOST OF THE CROWNBack at the royal palace, the political storms had finally settled into a grim reality. Zachery and Jaceon stand in the quiet hallway to share a long-overdue brother-to-brother talk.Jaceon looked aged and defeated, the golden crown seeming too large for his shaking head."How's the Commandress?" Jaceon asked, his voice echoing hollowly against the stone. He didn't look at Zachery, kept his eyes on the flickering wall torch. "I heard about the... the loss. I assume she's locked herself away in grief?"Zachery tightened his jaw, the mention of their baby slicing through his chest, but he kept his expression unreadable. "Bettoni isn't the type to hide, Jaceon. She’s mourning, but she’s still standing. She’s stronger than any woman I’ve ever met in this palace."Jaceon let out a dry, breathy chuckle that sounded more like a choke. "I’ll admit, she terrifies me, Zachery. I never knew a Gamma could play this political game with such tenacity. She rose through the ranks and eliminated her
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Vying For The Alpha's Heart
He saved her from the fire. Now, she's the only one who can save him from his throne.
Eltonia has spent eleven years as the Alpha's Omega, loving him in silence. She's his attendant, his confidante, and the only one who can ease the pain from the scars that haunt them both.
But Alpha Oreon is running out of time.
The council has given him an ultimatum: find a mate by his thirtieth birthday, which is two months away, or be dethroned. As his wicked uncle, Abram, schemes to steal the pack, he unleashes a "selection" of potential mates, each one more disastrous than the last.
First comes a loud-mouthed shrew. Then comes a silent, deadly assassin.
While Eltonia is forced to serve the very women vying for her Alpha's heart, she's trapped in a slow-burn battle of her own. She must protect Oreon from his enemies, his potential Lunas, and his own inner demons... all without revealing that she is the true mate who's been by his side all along.
Can her secret love save him? Or will the vipers in his court destroy him—and her—first?
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Chapter: EPILOGUE 2: THE ALPHA’S PEACEFive years later, the gardens of Ashwood Castle were no longer a place of secrets or madness. They were a riot of color; wildflowers, roses, and herbs growing in happy chaos.In the center of the green, near the old oak tree where a weary Alpha had once confessed his fears to a servant girl, a duel was taking place.It was a battle of titans.On one side stood Alpha Oreon. He was older now, the lines around his eyes deepened by laughter rather than worry. His broad shoulders filled out his simple linen tunic, and the burn scars on his neck were silvered with time, no longer angry red. He held a small, blunt wooden sword in his massive hand.On the other side stood his opponent.She was four years old. She had a mop of unruly dark curls that bounced when she moved, big brown eyes that missed nothing, and a missing front tooth. She gripped her own tiny wooden sword with both hands, with an expression of adorable determination."Stance, Tamsin," Oreon instructed. "Feet apart. Balance is e
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Chapter: EPILOGUE 1: THE BETA’S CHAOSThe midday meal in the Great Hall was usually a disciplined affair for the guards. They ate stew, they talked about patrol routes, and they polished their armor.But lately, the Beta’s table had become a spectator sport.Lyra sat on a bench, surrounded by a fortress of small bowls. One held pickles. One held strawberry jam. One held spicy mustard. And one held a chunk of blue cheese that smelled so strong two recruits had asked to be reassigned to the outer wall just to escape the fumes.She dipped a pickle into the jam, then the mustard. She took a bite. She moaned happily.Beside her, Beta Kael watched with an expression of intense fascination. He wasn't eating. He was just watching her chew."Stop staring at me," Lyra mumbled with her mouth full. "You’re making the recruits nervous. They think I’m eating a biological weapon.""You are eating nutrition," Kael stated seriously. He reached out with a napkin and wiped a smear of mustard from the corner of her mouth. His thumb lingered
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Chapter: THE FUTURESix months later, the main gate of Ashwood Castle did not creak.It sang.The new gates were not just iron. They were a composite of steel alloy and weirwood, reinforced with runes carved by the new Pack Enchanter. They were three feet thick, perfectly balanced, and designed to withstand a battering ram, a giant, or a very angry warlord with a hammer.Inside the Alpha’s study, the atmosphere had changed, too.Gone was the smell of stale wine and fear. The heavy curtains had been replaced with airy linen that let the autumn sun flood the room. Vases of fresh wildflowers—Eltonia’s touch—sat on every surface.Oreon sat behind his desk. He wasn't hunched over in pain. He sat back, one boot resting casually on an open drawer, with a relaxed smile playing on his lips."The trade agreement with the River Pack is finalized," Beta Kael announced, placing a scroll on the desk. "They agreed to the new timber tariffs. And they sent a gift. Three barrels of smoked trout.""Trout," Oreon mused. "E
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Chapter: DOMESTIC BLISSAs the door to the Alpha Suite clicked shut, the heavy bolt slid home with a sound of finality.The room was bathed in the soft, flickering light of the hearth fire. The massive four-poster bed—the one Philia had stolen, the one Oreon had been exiled from—stood in the center of the room, dressed in fresh linens that smelled of nothing but home.Oreon stood with his back to the door. He was still wearing his coronation finery, the black tunic unlaced at the throat. He looked at Eltonia.She stood by the bed, the gold dress shimmering in the firelight. The crown of the Luna was still on her head."We are alone," Oreon murmured, almost roughly."No guards," Eltonia whispered; she couldn't stop her hands trembling slightly as she touched the bedpost. "No Council… or assassins.""Just us."Oreon crossed the room. He moved with a slow intent that made Eltonia’s breath quicken. He stopped in front of her. He reached up and gently lifted the crown from her head, then set it on the bedside ta
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Chapter: LOOSE ENDSThe week following the coronation was not filled with feasts, but with trials.In the Alpha’s study, the mood was strangely light, despite the serious nature of the meeting. Oreon sat behind his desk, staring at his Gamma with an expression of bewilderment."Let me get this straight," Oreon said, leaning forward. "You... the man who irons his socks... the man who considers a five-minute delay a tactical failure... you had a secret affair with the assassin hired to kill me?"Gamma Kornel stood at attention, his face impassive, though the tips of his ears were burning red. "It was... a complicated situation, Alpha.""She was the Ghost of the North!" Oreon exclaimed, throwing his hands up. "You met her in a blizzard? You... cuddled for warmth?""Necessary heat exchange," Kornel corrected stiffly.Oreon laughed. He couldn't help it. He laughed until his ribs hurt. "Kornel, you are full of surprises. You let her go. You protected her." "I failed my duty," Kornel said. "I compromised the p
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Chapter: THE CORONATIONThe morning sun hit the high towers of Ashwood Castle, but for the first time in months, it didn't reveal cracks, soot, or enemy armies. It revealed banners of deep forest green and gold snapping in the crisp wind.Inside the Master Suite, which had been reclaimed, scrubbed of rosewater, and filled with fresh wildflowers, Eltonia stood before a full-length mirror.She held her breath.The reflection staring back at her was a stranger.Gone was the grey wool of the penitent. Gone was the brown linen of the servant.She was wearing gold.It was a gown of heavy, liquid silk that shimmered like molten sunlight with every breath she took. The bodice was fitted, embroidered with tiny golden leaves that trailed down the skirt in a flowy vine. It was regal and radiant. It was the color of the honey-drop Oreon had given her eleven years ago."Stop holding your breath," a voice chided from behind her. "You’ll pass out before you get the crown, and I am not dragging you down the aisle. That dres
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