Ronika
It was two days and a night of constant sobbing and mourning. My will was frail, the trust and love for my father broken, replaced by red hot vengeance. This pain of loss, coupled with betrayal, took over a portion of my mind. Like an invisible flame on my skin, it burned me. It caused an eruption of questions, a battle between good memories of my mother and the recurring image of her last seconds.I hardly discerned the sound of the door to my new room as it was pushed open. I could hear it creak from afar, but my eyes remained engaged and fixed on the flower garden. It was full of different types of glorious flowers that pleased my mind aesthetically. One stood out, though—orange lilies, my mother's favourite. It was like everything I saw reminded me of her."You didn't touch your food." That voice, bothersome, low, and calculated, filled the quiet room. It made my stomach contents churn in disgust as it took me back to my pack. The horrible images of my very own family being slaughtered mercilessly. The teary eyes of my beloved mother as death sucked her in. I drew in a deep breath, then let my upper teeth sink into my lower lip to stop me from talking."Ronika," Quinlan called. I raised my hand to stop him from talking, my back still facing him. He had absolutely no right to even say my name. I shut my eyes momentarily, willing myself to calm down. Everything in my system turned sour the moment he walked in."I know how you feel after seeing your mot—" Nonchalant, his voice was flat; there was no single emotion. He was a monster after all—a sadistic beast that relished in other werewolves' pain."Don't you dare finish that statement." I turned fast, my dilated pupils zeroing in on his form. I didn't have time to admire or comment on his looks because he looked nothing like his personality."I know you are hur—""Shut up!" I waved my hands in the air."What do you know about loss, you murderer?" I screamed at him, my thoughts running wild."Is your mother dead?" He remained silent, his eyes fixed on me, his jaw ticking, and his full lips set in a firm, thin line. It was the first time I had actually looked at his face since the attack, and goddess was he just hot to look at. I had to shake my head to get back to reality as I matched towards him, chest pushed forward."She was not killed in front of you like mine. Your mother did not look at you with fearful, teary eyes as a knife sliced through her throat. Don't tell me you know how I am feeling, monster!" I was now inches from him, forcefully poking his chest with my index finger."I didn't kill her," he said in a bored tone, pocketing his hands as if what I was saying didn't matter at all."Your warrior killed her at your command. She is dead because of you!" My eyes were full of the salty liquid again, the acidity burning and fighting for release."Not at my command," he denied."You could have stopped him," my voice lowered, with it a realisation that I was never going to see my mummy again. He just stood there, an eyebrow raised at me."But you didn't, and as if that wasn't enough, you had to forcefully take me away from the only place I have ever called home." The first tear fell, flowing all the way down my left cheek.Another one followed, then another, and soon I could no longer hold them back. "Her dea..death rendered me weak; my systems were driven into overdrive; I fainted. And even so, you carried my unconscious body into your vehicle." I drew air audibly through my nose to stop it from running.He took a step, his body almost touching mine, making me crane my neck to look at him. "I did not issue any command to have her killed; the warrior wasn't even aware she was the luna before he sliced her throat," he explained in a flat voice."Liar, you are a devil, a monster, driven by nothing but selfishness and power." I furiously wiped my tears messily with the back of my hands."Enough," he snarled."If I were the alpha, you'd be down on your knees right now, begging for your life." His statement left me puzzled. He was the alpha, so what was he talking about, or what was I missing?He suddenly grasped my wrists in a tight grip so fast that I didn't see it coming. "Let me go!" I attempted to pull myself, but the male was just too strong."I will, as soon as I lock you in the bathroom. You smell awful; I assume you haven't taken a bath since you came here." He had the audacity to smirk after I stopped struggling."You bastard." My upper lip lifted, forming a scowl."That won't stop me from dragging you to the bathroom." He only smiled back, infuriating me. Oh, how things had taken a different turn in seconds! Moments ago, I was crying my heart out, and now I was being dragged to take a shower. What in the world was wrong with the man?"I won't bathe even if you hold a gun to my head." I raised my head high, determined to put a stop to his stupidity. To remain strong and not crumble totally like he expected me to.He chuckled in plain mockery. "It's funny how you think you can decide that. You are my servant, Ronika, from the moment you stepped foot in this pack. I expect you to start serving me soon, and you won't do it while you're this disgusting. I like my things handled with cleanliness.""I won't serve you; do your worst." I stood my ground."Either you walk or I will carry you," he threatened, but I had bigger things to worry about; hygiene was nowhere on that list."Carrying you, it is," he said. As fast as lightning, one strong venous arm was on my back, the other under my legs, as he carried me."Put me down, you monster!" I pounded on his back, every attempt to throw my legs up failing. I caught a glimpse of his very thick neck with built-up muscles that extended to his spartan shoulders. Before my eyes could betray me and wander off further, he dropped me forcefully, my ass coming into contact with the marble floor.I could see him stepping forward as I pushed myself up inside the shower. It wasn't until the shower handle moved, followed by the sound of rushing water, that I realised what he had done."What the hell?" I screeched when the first drops of the cold water came into contact with my head, which had a layer of unkempt blonde hair."You have ten minutes to get it done. Don't make me punish you." I couldn't see him with my eyes closed to prevent water from getting inside. I was already soaked by the time the temperature turned warm. I could feel the robe clinging to my body like a second skin as my skin began enjoying the steam. As the drops came into contact with the tiles, I gave in, and I knew deep down that the shower was much needed."Make haste; your duties begin a few minutes from now." He didn't give me time to question him about what he meant by the alpha. He was the alpha, so what was he on about?"I will...I uum.. I will send someone with instructions on where to begin." The male stuttered before exiting and closing the door behind him. When I opened my eyes, I looked at my chest; the wet cloth left nothing for imagination. It outlined my boobs, with the hard buds almost breaking free from the confines of the robe. There was no doubt that my chest had prompted the man to step out of the shower.A certain feeling began taking over from the inside. I felt beneath his cold exterior that he was a good person, and that is when I remembered what his nana had told me. Could she have been right? What if Quinlan was just as victimised as I was?RonikaI stood beside the bed, glaring at the set of maid's uniform that was neatly laid out. How did Quinlan expect me to wear such a disgusting outfit? Still wrapped in my towel after the shower, I sat down, thinking about how I ended up in such a situation when, days ago, I was a happy alpha's daughter. Just then, there was a knock on the door, and even before I answered, it was pushed open.An unfamiliar middle-aged man walked as if he owned the room, sending an icy glare my way. "Why are you not dressed?" he asked in a hostile way."Excuse me?" I held the towel around me tighter, feeling violated in every possible way."You have a minute to get dressed up and step out," he ordered, giving me a once-over."Who the fuck are you, and who gave you permission to violate my privacy? Do you not have any manners, stepping inside a woman's room without knocking?" I raised my voice, sizing him up and down.He burst into a loud, sarcastic laugh, making me press my lips together. Then he spo
Ronika"Y-ou can't do that," I stuttered, shaking my head as a cold feeling took over. I had seen my father whipping people, even in public, but I never thought I'd find myself in a similar situation."On-the-bed." He pronounced each word slowly and clearly, making sure that it sank into my mind."N-o." I crossed my arm over the hem of my towel, then clutched it under my armpit so it wouldn't loosen. Quinlan had other plans, though; he pulled it away in one go, leaving me shamefully bare for him. I tried to snatch it away from him, but before I could, he lifted me and threw me on the bed, making me gasp."I hate repeating myself." He approached the bed in slow but long strides, making me crawl backwards on the unmade bed. I couldn't believe I had been reduced to nothing; not even servants were treated in such a manner."On your stomach," he ordered yet again, his voice void of any emotion, and unlike before, I did as asked, swallowing painfully. My body was exposed to a stranger, a mu
QuinlanI stood outside my father's office, adjusting my hardness behind my zipper. Ronika's perfect body had left me thirsty for more. I wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she had the most perfect bubble ass I had ever seen. It took everything not to fuck her into the mattress the moment I pulled the towel off her. My cock twitched, making me swear under my breath. The last thing I wanted was to get attached to her when I was days away from choosing my mate. Shaking my head to push the thoughts away, I pushed the door open without knocking."Finally, you have decided to come see your old man," my father stated in a bored tone without looking up from the file he had on the desk."I was busy," I simply stated, sitting on the seat opposite his desk."Getting your servant girl settled?" He raised his eyebrow, writing something on the file before he closed it and leaned back in his chair."Does it make you happy?" I stared at him, ignoring his question."What?" he asked, fishing out what I
Ronika"Sir Quinlan will kill us," Aria mumbled minutes after I regained consciousness. Not only had she forced me to eat, she had stayed by my side even though she knew the consequences."Why would I kill you?" Quinlan chose that exact moment to walk in, eyes settling on Aria, before his eyes zeroed in on me. I was lying down on my stomach, near the foot of the bed, facing the door."Great timing," I muttered sarcastically, attempting to pull myself up."What the hell are you doing in my bed?" A cold shiver raced down my spine as I stood by the edge of the bed. My legs wobbled while my vision tunnelled once more, making me lose my footing. I braced myself for an impact, but it never came. I felt a strong arm drape under my boobs, saving me from a nasty fall. For a few seconds, I allowed my body to relish in his touch for the first time before he steadied me on my feet and then helped me sit on the edge of the bed.I hissed, my ass burning at the first complete contact since he spanke
Quinlan I remained on the same spot after Ronika walked out, leaving me trying to comprehend what just happened. When Aria told me she had fainted, my heart dropped, a reaction I couldn't control. All I wanted at that moment was to rush her to the infirmary, but I managed to resist. Images of her red, swollen ass crossed through my mind, making me hang my head. There was a pang that formed in my chest as I reminisced about her cries as I punished her earlier."Oh man," I mumbled when I caught the smell of Clara's concentrated perfume as it wafted inside my room, right before the knob turned."Quinlan!" Her high-pitched voice filled the room, tempting me to cover my ears from the assault."Clara," I responded in a bored tone, looking everywhere but at her. For the first time in my life, I didn't want to spend any time with her. In fact, her presence was making my wolf tense."I missed you." She sprinted towards me and straddled my lap, making me let out an exaggerated sigh."Mmh," I h
Ronika"I miss you mom," I spoke under my breath, staring at nothing in particular. I was lying on my stomach, with my head positioned on its side on top of my crossed arms. My mind was full of jumbled thoughts that required my attention."I wish you'd just stayed with me in the safe room," I added, my voice breaking as a lump formed in my throat. The feeling of missing her just came randomly, right after I woke up after a night of tossing and turning. Hours of trying to find sleep after the scenario with Quinlan and the encounter with his slutty girlfriend. I knew I was going to be late for my duties, but I didn't have any energy to move."I wish I could pay my last respects to you." My brain felt like it was being torn into shreds. As much as I tried not to dwell on it, her memories kept coming back. I should have at least been allowed to bury her and say my last goodbye to her before she was burned. My eyes closed voluntarily when strings tugged at my mind, sending scorching stabs
QuinlanAfter waiting for Ronika to come up after sending for her, I decided to go downstairs. I could hear laughter from the top of the concrete staircase. When I rounded the kitchen corner, Ronika and Aria came into view, seated on the kitchen counter stools by the counter, each with a cup in their hands. The rest of my staff were not present, including my grandma, who had promised to come by."I'm telling you, she spent the night with Quinlan." Ronika chuckled, but I could feel an edge in her voice. I knew right away that they were talking about Clara."She has no shame. I'm glad you put her right in her place," Aria answered as I stood behind them. They were too engrossed in their cheap gossip to hear me approach."You should have seen her face; god, she looked like she had been hit with a rotten egg," Ronika added, letting out a loud laugh, Aria joining her."This is not a fucking amusement pack," I thundered, their backs tensing and the laughter dying out instantly. I couldn't b
RonikaI stared at Quinlan's father without blinking, every single word he had just uttered sinking in more slowly than I would have liked. Then I blinked after internalising the complete sentence. It sounded too surreal to be true, almost as if I had imagined it. Before my eyes, everything seized to exist for a while, while my mind went completely blank. I couldn't move; it was like I was fixed on the floor, seeing nothing but swirls of darkness.It took time for my systems to reboot and go back to reality, and when they did, I let out a loud laugh that had the two men furrowing their eyebrows. They acted as if they were expecting a different type of reaction."Breeder," I spoke in between laughs, clutching my abdomen when my insides began to hurt."Me." I poked my chest with my index finger."Ronika Lin Zeke, become his breeder." I addressed the older man while pointing at Quinlan, the laughter dying out."You must be a mad man," I spat, sending an icy glare at him. He growled lowly