Masuk[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]. “I, Celeste Orion, princess of the cross-vale pack, reject you as my mate, i cast you aside alone, i see no future with you, as you are weak with no power and will only bring my ruin, i despise you” Those were the words I told my lover, breaking my Alphas soul, before he died, He is the ghost of my past, the love of my life, I betrayed him four years ago, Our love was forbidden, yet I abandoned my lover to his death that haunts me, only to find out he’s been alive all along. He had come back for me, now a ruthless king, back for revenge from my family’s torture and massacre of his blood line. He takes me as his captive. He is as cruel as ever, my first love I’ve rejected has come back as my ruthless captor, he hates the very air I breathe, and now he wants to punish me as his slave. He is my salvation and I am his plaything, his slave, he won’t let me go no matter what. And yet I don’t find myself escaping the very hell I set for myself anytime soon, as he takes me as his bed slave, But why? Why after all this time to feel still drawn to a ruthless man who wants nothing but to make my life a living hell?.
Lihat lebih banyakCELESTE’S POV. • • • The pain is far too much; his cruel touch sets my insides on fire as it breaks my soul with each thrust, crushing all my self-worth with his touch that sets my skin burning. I was nothing but a toy in their games, and Syzar won in the end while I was set to suffer for my sins. Did I even deserve to complain after all I did to him, after I broke and rejected him and presumably left him for dead? And right now, I am his captive, I have no rights to my own body anymore, one that he has wrecked as I writhe in pain and the core between my thighs burns. My eyes open to the dimly lit dark room; I find myself on a twin bed, the room’s size clearly meant to serve as my prison, to contain me. The painful sting between my thighs makes me recoil as I feel a hand brush between them and feel a sticky warmth down my thigh, one I trace with my trembling finger, hissing from a simple touch. My finger is coated with my blood and his semen; my thoughts form bac
“That bastard, he dared touch what’s mine; he dared take her purity that I’ve dreamed of having for years!” Derek roared internally, his bloodshot eyes still wide from the scene that had taken place in front of him. Syzar defiled his sister Celeste, his twisted obsession for her kept him thrashing with anger that another male touched her. All the years he had waited and acted like a good brother towards her just to have a taste of her all now dumped in the drain because of Syzar Even though his tongue had partially begun to heal, his hands were severely damaged and would take days to recover. But right now he couldn’t predict he’d have any more torture as he was pushed out of his train of thoughts to see he was forcibly being led down to the dungeon by the two men, their strength clearly that of betas. He struggled and trashed against them, but their hold on him was too unfathomable to fight back. They pulled him into a dark room of the castle’s dungeon
Warning: this chapter depicts non consensual scene of sexual acts . . • • • The Alpha King’s merciless thrust hit past her cervix, the pain excruciating, leaving her in shambles. Celeste couldn’t breathe in his hold. No matter how she struggled to be free from him, he didn't budge as her chest was flattened against the wood. His hand reached for her dress, pulling it down to her cleavage until her breasts peeked out. His fingers pinched her nipples, earning a cry from her. The pain caused a spark in his gaze, and his length hardened. “It hurts... please Syzar—agh!” She screamed from another merciless thrust, the table shaking under them. Barely a foot away sat her brother, who watched wide-eyed and struggled to be free. “You would think he was so worried for you with the way he's thrashing around to get free, but this fucker has a hard-on right now,” he says causing a rusted churn to her stomach. No that can’t be true, her broth
CELESTE’S POV. ~~~***~~~~ My steps felt heavy as I was led further down the dark halls, and my guts twisted as my nerves ate at me. Even though I wasn’t fully bonded to my wolf yet, I could feel her agitation. Cross Vale Wolves were given a shifting initiation in our twentieth birthday , but I guessed I would never learn, not when I'd been captured by Syzar. In no way would I be allowed my shift; it would be seen as a threat more than a request. But it would be a growing pain I would have to live with before it killed me. Yes, trapping your wolf with no shift is a practical death sentence, but that wasn't what I should be most worried about right now. My dreaded thoughts were cut short as large doors swung open and we were pushed in. My brother, Derek, was by my side, taking the seat opposite mine. "Don't worry Celeste if he comes in here, I will protect you, trust me" Derek says as I nod looking around the space. The dining room had a twelve-seater table, with c






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