Alpha's Hated Slave

"The chosen Luna has mounted the stage. We seek for the Lycan King. Come out now, let the marking ceremony begin." The elders of Zion pack had mounted the stage, but the orator was the one talking.I felt a little anxious, I've heard a rumor from an Omega saying the Lycan King went missing. His beta, Hamel entered alone with a paper in his hand."Hamel, where is your master?" The orator asked impatiently.Everywhere went silent, as though the world was cast into the bottom of an ocean.Hamel walked up to the orator, and handed the paper to him."This is a blood letter from the Lycan King." Hamel said and backed off.The orator peered at the letter and handed it over to the elders, whose faces showed their dismay as they read the letter one after the other."What's written on that paper?" I asked myself, curiosity and fear were already laced on my face."Hmmm." The orator came forward with the letter. "Zion pack, the Lycan King had been declared missing!"..."But he left a letter for

LAURAHaving spent some time in the garden, mourning Gova and consoling Rhett who proposed to her before her painful exit.Gova is my best friend and she died saving me from a dangerous attack an enemy had tried to set up for me.I decided to visit Killian’s chambers, where I was meant to be as his Luna, but you know, there are laws that permit the Lycan king to have his own chamber, while his Luna remains glued to hers, but there are no laws that stops the Luna from paying the king an impromptu visit.Truth be told, I had nothing in stock for Killian. He only picked me up in my greatest moment of shame, and I heeded to his call without saying a word.But despite the fact that he was never what I wanted, and the hatred I had of recent, developed for his twin brother, had in a way found its way to him, I knew I had to play his Luna, and that was what I was doing.Being his damn Luna.I walked through the long walkway, passing by omegas who bow their heads to greet me, and returning the

LAURAHmm!I ignored his loud voice when I heard him call me out at the walkway.I had done to him the worse thing a lady would ever do to a man: getting him really hard, and leaving him behind without even announcing, because if I dared announce it, he would toss me to the bed and rape me in the most violent manner.I knew I had created a monster, but I was smart enough to flee from it before his lustful eyes went open and he launched the loud calling spree, maybe because he thought being the king meant he would call me every minute and have me in his arms.Well, I’m different.I’m not one of those cheap omegas.I’m his Luna and he really has to understand my value.I walked past the garden, but stopped as soon as I remembered the grave of my best friend, Gova, was there.I looked over to it, and kneeling by the grave was Rhett with a bunch of flowers. The lover boy was still mourning his dead fiancée.I shook my head, and though I was clad in a transparent cloth, and I had no pantie

LAURA “If not a couple of conniving witches,” Qwen said thrusting the upper part of her lip up and her eyebrows straight down with disgust in her eyes. “This has been your plan all along, to be the Luna of this kingdom, am I right? I've gotta hand it to you, you played your role very well Laura,” she paused and clapped heavily.“Are you done?” I replied angrily.Qwen blaming me for the departure of Ricky didn't hurt me as much as it hurt me that she had blamed me for this being part of my scheme to be the Luna.The clap faded faintly as Qwen folded her fists and placed them under both her armpit. “You knew as well as I that Melo was bound to Ricky and you still try to come between them...”“Shut up at once!” I commanded. “Who are you to stand in my Chambers and lay false accusations on me — it was your friend and Ricky that connived together and left me to suffer alone.” I continued as tears rolled down my eyes.“There there, don't cry dear, ignore her,” cassey said as she patted my b

LAURA“What did that monster do to you?” He asked worriedly. “I swear I will...”“You'll what?” I asked crying bitterly. “Was what he did any less from what you did? Huh?”He became silent.I wiped the mucus that had been running from my nose with my left hand, and with my right hand I wiped the tears sweeping through my cheeks.And no I wasn't naked. My armpits were gripped tight on the bedsheet that hid my nakedness. “Where is Aden? And how did you get in here?” I asked willing.“He wasn't at the doors of your chamber, and what do you mean how did I get in here.” He got interrupted by me.“Please leave, I have to freshen up.”He got up and left the room. As soon as he had left, I burst into stream of years, for I was no strong woman. I felt weak and stepped on, and everyday I curse my uncle for the immense suffering and pain he has put me through.For I am nothing but a sex toy used for relief only when needed. These men had miserably used me to fulfill their selfish sexual desires