Lucifer's POV I returned back to the pack house with Kill. We had gone scouting the land in Edinburgh that the warlords had taken over. We returned back home late to analyze our research, their weak points and their defense. We were yet to discover their strategies. From our own angle, they were getting very prepared for what was coming and they could prove very difficult to subdue. "Alpha." Sia said sweetly coming close to me. "We'll discuss about the warlords tomorrow, Kill. Get some rest." I said to him. He stared at me in surprise and then nodded. What baffled him was when I told him to rest. I was known in the pack not to give him or any of the warriors breathing space. They had to work tirelessly including the servants too. Everyone was to work for the pack without rest. "What is it, Sia? You do not have better things to do than disturb me?" I shot her an annoying look. "Oh, Lucifer, you should not say that to me." She said coming close to touch my arm. I brushed her asi
Ashlyn's POVI stared at Lucifer in horror. He was using me to punish someone else. He was using me as a punishment for Sia, the douchebag! The brute! How much of a beast could he be? I struggled to break free from his onslaught. I was still sore from my own punishment that took place this morning. Did he not consider that fact? If he hated me so much, did he not consider that I was his so called mate. He did not even reject me, but turned me into something else. Just like before, he was rough with me, giving no room for anything that hindered him from having access to my body. He tortured me with his tongue. With his hands. He set my whole body on fire. A fire only him had skilfully lit and only him could quench. I did not even get the opportunity to see Sia's face, but with the little moans that came out of her, I knew she had been turned on. He chuckled in my ears. This was pleasing to him. Sufferings and torture was what made this heartless bastard whole. Right now, I wished
Ashlyn's POV I walked down the stairs and went to the kitchen to seek Roselia, but she was nowhere to be found. I stood in the hallway wondering where she was when my ears picked the sound of Lucifer's voice. I was about to turn to the direction when I saw Ripper walking towards me with a smile. "Milady." He greeted. "Ripper. How are you today?" I said flashing him a smile. "Very well thank you. The alpha wants you in his study." He replied. "Oh, okay." I said with a puzzled expression as I followed him. I wondered why Lucifer wanted to see me. I was just waking up and I have not done anything wrong. Or was it a crime now to wake up by this time? With Lucifer, anything was possible. We got to the study and I saw three other men with Lucifer. I could identify only one and that was Killian, his second in command. I said not a word until I was finally spoken too. "Is she who we're really going to make use of?" One of the other two men asked scanning me from head to toe. "Yes, R
Ashlyn's POV "Milady?" Roselia said behind me. Sometimes I was baffled on why she liked me. Why her likeness was so intensed and why she called me with respect. I was just her master's mistress and nothing more. I do not even think he has told anyone I was his mate or did a few lycans get a whiff of it the night he claimed me? "Please, Roselia, you do not have to plead with me on the alpha's behalf. I'm a mistress here. I do not even deserve much of your respect." I said to her. "I know that and I do not need you to remind of it. I know you to be the daughter of Khalid Ambrosia and as such, must be treated with respect. Our families are enemies, yes, but I cannot explain my loyalty to you and not just yet." She said and I turned around swiftly. I stared at her puzzled. Why does she owe me any loyalty? "Come now, dear, the alpha will be upset if you do not do as he has said." She said leading me to the storage room and I took in deep breaths as I picked up the bucket, brush, soap
Ashlyn's POV He was incredulously furious with me and I was forced to look away from his gaze. "I gave specific tasks and they were easy to execute, which is why I expected them to be done well and I come home to this? This filth?!" His voice boomerang in my head and I shook in fear unable to speak, with the feeling that whatever I'd say to him would anger him the more. "Milord, Ashlyn did a thorough cleaning of.." Roselia began to defend me, but was cut short with a silencing finger from Lucifer. His glare was still on me and no one else's. The moment I looked up to notice it, I immediately looked down again. If looks could kill, I'd be dead right now. "I do not possess great patience. I do not like time being wasted and it irritates me when my expectations are disappointed." He said in a low menacing tone and I swallowed with my lips quivering. Why was I so afraid? I knew what the punishment was. It was not a new thing to me anymore. He'd yell and then punish me on bed. I could
Ashlyn's POVI was done suffering from Lucifer's injustice. For many hours I was there licking the floor and when I was finally done my stomach turned. What I did, did not go down well with it. If I should throw up here, I'd have to lick back my vomit and that I would not be able to do. Vino picked me up from the ground. "Good job." He said in sarcasm. I could not reply him as he dragged me down to the dungeon. It was darker than the rest of the house and in a sorta way creepy. Indeed it was and it was half filled with prisoners. Prisoners from battle I believe. Not even a ray of light could seep through this darkness. Vino threw me into one of the cells and locked it up and went away. Immediately, my mouth gave way and the floor licking that upset my stomach, poured out. I vomited and placed my hand on my head.I tried to accustom my eyes to my surroundings, but it was quite difficult. I could see the bars of each cell, but not the people in it. I could hear their heartbeats, ea
Ashlyn's POV It took me great pains to write how to be a slave on the paper given to me. I could not write properly with the paper on the ground because there was nothing to place under it for a smooth writing and it came out rough. I was just glad that I could finish it. I had a very discomforting time writing it. With a tool shoved up inside of me and and a icebag creating sensation on my nipples, my imaginations were sorta running wild. Sometimes while I was writing, I'd become dazed and blinded by an oblivion unable to see clearly what was before me. What had made it more easier to withstand the torture was he leaving the lamp behind or perhaps he forgot. Either of, it was of a great help to me. Vino had stood by the cell all through watching me. His eyes on every of my movement. Ensuring that I follow all of his alpha's order and not disobey under his watchful eyes. I had no idea how long I stayed in the dungeon. But, few hours after I had dropped the feather, I saw a ray o
Lucifer's POV Kill, Stealth, Ripper and Rage were already in the study room when I walked in with Ashlyn. "Aye, why does she look like an horse vomited on her this morning?" Rage asked smirking. "Lucifer engaged her in one of his numerous punishments." Kill said and they erupted into laughter except Ripper. "I wonder how you come up with those punishments Helldog. It's like you have a big book of torture in your head." Stealth said and the trios laughed again and I smirked. Ashlyn did not have a pleasing look on her face but, she kept quiet. "You're hurt." Ripper said to her noticing her wrist. The wrist I had personally cut. Ash shook her head. "I'm fine." She said. "You should see the pack doctor." Ripper suggested. I was beginning to get angry. His tenderness towards her was suffocating me. Since she stepped into the house,he had been exceptionally friendly to her and it irritated my senses making me think he had a thing for her. "It's okay Ripper. It's nothing to worry ab