ALPHA APOLLO'S POV I burst into Seth's room, my heart thrumming with a volatile mix of anger and betrayal. The sight that met my eyes was infuriating—him entwined with a whore, their naked bodies shamelessly intertwined. Without a second thought, I seized her by the hair, forcefully wrenching her away from Seth, and hurled her out of the room, depriving her even of her clothes. Planting my leg on the edge of the bed, I leaned in, my voice a low growl that matched the storm brewing within me. "You're a fucking imbecile. Turns out, the baby wasn't mine, just as I suspected. Remember seeing me with that blonde girl? Even if I had slept with her, I would have taken every precaution to ensure she didn't conceive." Seth nodded, visibly trembling with fear. I locked eyes with him, my gaze penetrating his very soul. "Now, spill it, Seth. What else are you hiding?" He stuttered, his voice barely audible above a whisper. "I…I sabotaged all your condoms. Your father instructed me to do it. He
Zelda’s POVI walked through the pack house, my baby boy, August cradled in my arms. It had been a few weeks since I arrived at Alpha Nathan's pack, and while I appreciated his hospitality, I refused to sit idly by and do nothing. I had always been independent, and motherhood didn't change that. I wanted to contribute, to work alongside the pack, and prove my worth."Zel, you don't have to do this," Tracy said, concern etched on her face. "You should be resting and taking care of yourself and the baby."I smiled at Tracy, appreciating her worry for me. "I understand your concern, Tracy, but I need to feel useful. Besides, taking care of the farm work keeps me active and helps me clear my mind."Alpha Nathan approached us, his eyes gleaming with admiration. "Zelda, I must say, I'm impressed by your determination. It's refreshing to see someone who wants to contribute rather than relying solely on others."I felt a sense of pride wash over me at his words. "Thank you, Alpha Nathan. I do
Alpha Ryder’s POVThe sun beat down mercilessly on the open field of my packhouse, intensifying the tension that hung in the air. I stood there, sword in hand, facing off against Hazel. How I despised this cursed arrangement, how I despised the moon goddess for denying me the freedom to choose my own mate.Hazel was a skilled fighter, her every move calculated and precise. I could sense her determination, her desire to win this duel. But in truth, I wished I could strike her down with my sword and be done with it all. I had no interest in her, no desire to be tied to her for the rest of my life. It was an obligation forced upon me by my late father, a promise made to her father.As we clashed blades, the sound of metal meeting metal rang through the air. My muscles strained with every strike, my mind filled with a mixture of frustration and anger. The sweat dripped down my forehead, stinging my eyes, but I refused to let it distract me.In the back of my mind, thoughts of another woma
Zelda’s POVIt was a brand-new day. After putting August to sleep, I headed to the farmland of the packhouse to join the other servants in their work. It was a routine for me, and I found solace in the simplicity of the tasks. The sun was high in the sky, casting its warm rays upon us as we toiled away."I heard the Alpha and his bride don't get along," one of the servants gossiped."Yeah, I think..." I interrupted them."Stop gossiping and do your fucking jobs," I reprimanded, prompting them to glare at me and keep their mouths shut.A guard approached me, interrupting our work. "Ms. Zelda, the Alpha and his mate would like to invite you to join them for breakfast," he informed me. I was taken aback by the invitation. Alpha Nathan and Tracy always ate alone, so it was unusual for them to include me. My mind raced with thoughts and questions as I followed the guard to the dining room.As I entered the room, I noticed the intimate setting. Alpha Nathan and Tracy were seated close to ea
Tracy’s POVAfter Zelda left, anger surged through my veins like molten lava. How dare she spout such lies about Alpha Nathan? I couldn't let her tarnish our chance at happiness. The maids around me trembled nervously, sensing the tension thickening in the room."Pour the water on me," I commanded sharply, my frustration seeping into my voice. The maids hurriedly complied, dipping their hands into the water and splashing it over my body. They were clearly on edge, fully aware of the potential consequences of Zelda's words.As the cool water cascaded over me, I scolded them, my words carrying a warning. "None of you will utter a single word about what Zelda said. If anyone betrays my trust, you will face severe consequences."Their voices quivered as they chorused their agreement, their fear palpable in the air. But amidst their compliance, one of the maids stood defiantly, her eyes blazing with stubborn resolve. I locked eyes with her, my patience waning rapidly."You will say it," I
Warning: This chapter contains a descriptive sex scene and BDSM if you are not comfortable with it you can skip it.Tracy’s POVAs I watched him prepare for our encounter, a wave of resignation washed over me. I had become a prisoner of this twisted dynamic, enduring the pain and humiliation in the hope that someday, somehow, I would find a way to escape.But for now, I will endure, my spirit battered but unbroken. I made my way to the bed, sat with my legs wide open, and put my hands above my head. He approached the bed, held my hands, and began binding them to the bed. He then shoved a gag into my mouth, saying, "You naughty slut," as he lightly hit my face. He leaned in and kissed my face before inserting a butt plug into my vagina.Next, he pulled out a long black leather strap and began striking my naked body with the soft leather, peppering my breasts, stomach, thighs, and backside with slaps. My skin turned crimson from the abuse, and I winced and screamed silently through the
Alpha Apollo’s POVI woke up in my bed, groaning as I sat up, feeling the throbbing in my head. I had been up all-night partying and smoking, and now I was paying the price. Glancing to my side, I saw a woman lying next to me, one of the slaves my father had given me. Surprisingly, my wolf didn't stir with the usual desire to kill her. I sighed, realizing I wasn't in the mood for this.I gently stroked my forehead, trying to ease the pounding headache. "Hey, you," I muttered, tapping the woman on her bare butt. "Time to go."She looked up at me, a hint of a smile on her face. "Good morning, Alpha," she greeted politely.I grunted in response, not in the mood for small talk. "Just leave," I snapped, my voice rough with irritation. She gathered her clothes and hurriedly left the room.With a sigh of relief, I made my way to the bathroom. As an alpha, I preferred to handle things myself in my room, but the maids would come to clean up once I was done. I heard a knock on my door, interrup
Alpha Ryder’s POV In the morning, I found myself in the sugar factory of my pack, observing the employees diligently carrying out their tasks. It was essential to ensure that everything ran smoothly, that the workers were doing their jobs efficiently. The familiar scent of molasses filled the air, mingling with the rhythmic sounds of machinery in motion.Just as I was about to check on a particularly intricate process, Carter approached me in the factory. His presence interrupted my focus, but I welcomed the distraction, hoping he had news about Zelda."Alpha Ryder," Carter greeted respectfully, his expression a mix of concern and determination. "Have you found anything about Zelda?"I sighed, my heart heavy with worry. "I've searched online, and we've sent search parties around the pack. But so far, no one has found her. She's not in our pack."Restlessness gnawed at my soul, preventing me from finding solace until I knew Zelda was safe. I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the wei