Alpha's slave, the eternal submission
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In the turbulent times of war, Alpha King Ozar has taken over the kingdom of his enemy and sent scorching fire to their grounds. The kingdom of Elanor now belongs to him and his promise of revenge has been felt in their lands. Princess Yeri, the veiled princess who was supposed to be married to another is captured as his slave and has to pay for the crime of her brother. Alpha King Ozar is the rumoured breathing dragon—a powerful werewolf whose bite is scorching as the fire of a dragon, irises that burn in flames and anger, that cannot be pacified. What happens when he is drawn to Princess Yeri, the woman he has turned to a slave and finds that she is his mate? Will he respect the bond? What heights will princess Yeri reach to protect her people from Ozar?
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Princess Yeri.“On your knees!” Agnes yells but I don’t answer. As a princess, why would I go down to my knees by the order of a lady in waiting. I hold my head high in front of the king. My heart pounds in my chest, a wild rhythm matching the chaos of my thoughts. As soon as I walked in, I could feel the weight of his gaze upon me. The royal jewelry that belongs to my mother is latched in my hands and I refuse to let go of it. It has the stain of blood which happened after Yolanda said…“Isn’t your mother dead already? Why should a dead woman’s legacy leave on?” I lost my temper and I let out my rage when that statement came out from her rotten mouth.“Your majesty!” Yolanda says, crumbling on her knees and weeping profusely. Her hand is on her neck where it’s bleeding. “This wench thinks she is above the law! For no reason, she slashed me with the ornament!”“I did so only after I asked you to let go of it.” I say and Agnes pushes me down to my knees by force. I look up at her, s
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Alpha King Orizon.Yolanda strips in front of me.I am lying on a sumptuous bed. My posture is relaxed, one arm casually drapes over my face while my eyes, half-lidded, are fixed in a distant gaze, lost in a realm that is far from my immediate surroundings. One can say that my expression is of utter nonchalance but yet, at different intervals I am reminded that there is someone doing a mesmerizing dance before him.“Your majesty?” Yolanda’s seductive voice takes me out of my thoughts.“Yes.” I answer.“You are not paying attention.” She says, using her hands to hold her naked breasts and she begins to walk up to me. I exhale, placing a hand across my hair to get it out of my face as I gulp the glass of wine in front of me. Yolanda collects the glass of wine from my hands and takes her hands offs her breast. Gently, she settles her head onto my chest.“Why do I feel like you are worried, your majesty?” Yolanda asks.“It’s because I am.” I answer.“Matters of state?” She asks, raising h
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Princess Yeri.I hesitate before opening the door of my bedroom. For the past three days, I have locked myself up. The only time I opened the door was when the harem keepers came to bring me food and take out my laundry. I have been rotting in bed, there are no books to read, no governesses to take me to my piano, cello and horse-riding lessons. No dancing or cooking classes, I miss talking and laughing with my maids. We would all sit on the floor of the kitchen, talk about what my life would look like when I married. The head governess would sneak me out of the castle to watch the festivals without telling my brother, I would pretend like I was a commoner, celebrating without worry. I miss it, they were my best friends—I loved them. I still do.At the look of the weather, my brother would invite me to join him in firing arrows. It was an activity I used to do with my father but when he died, I thought I would never pick up an arrow again. Magnus didn’t allow me stop. We would fire ar
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Alpha King Orizon.“Yes, she got into an argument with Yolanda but I believe she has accepted what she is now.” Gladys, one of the assistant head of housekeeping says behind me. I chose her to take Yeri to the harem because she is gentler with her words and she can take time to explain things to Yeri. Unlike Agnes or the rest who are burning with flame and anger.“Why was Yolanda upset?” I ask, looking towards the large landscape, there is a large range before me where targets, crafted from dried branches stood in stoic imitation of foes. I hone on the mark, a silent determination etched upon my brow.“She was upset that Yeri didn’t start from the bronze floor.” Gladys says and Asher, one of my brothers, a prince of Orizon joins the scene.“I’m sorry I’m late. We were talking to Collins.” Asher says. His eyes are framed by a pair of arched brows, sparkled with a lively intelligence, their depths betraying a keen sense of wit and amusement. A faint dimple creased one corner of his mout
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Princess Yeri.The sounds of laughter snap me out of my thoughts. Since I wasn’t familiar with the castle and its turnings, King Ozar commanded a castle worker to lead me back to the harem which is an estate, nestled a few minutes walk away from the king's castle. I took note of it as I was brought back. This time, I was not thinking of how to escape but how to adjust to my new life.It is a secluded paradise guarded by towering gates and vigilant sentinels. I could tell that the gardens were once lush if not for the winter that has frozen the vibrant blooms. It has fountains, tranquil water features, hidden gazebos and secluded alcoves.My eyes took cognizance of the guards who were at the towers, standing at strategic intervals, ensuring the safety and privacy of the harem's inhabitants. Orizon wolves, they are of burly form, clad in armored uniforms while maintaining a watchful eye over the grounds. From the placement of the guards, it becomes obvious to know that nothing goes out
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Alpha King Orizon.I polish my sword with a soft cloth, my movements are fluid and practiced. With each stroke, the metal shimmered and I gaze at the sharp tip. It belonged to my father, and it was handed to be as I emerged onto the throne. Before ascending the throne, my father decreed that my brothers and I go through three tests of agility that he formed himself, stated in the will to the council.It consisted of three intense assignments. One where our agility, and determination would be tested. That test ended up driving a wedge between my brothers and I—we used to have a relationship by courtesy but after the old man’s death, there was no need to continue pretending. It was a slap on the face that an illegitimate son was the first to finish all the assignments despite how dangerous and life threatening it was.The council tried to consider me invalid due to the circumstance of my birth but I remember that day, I strangled the man who evoked such a movement. At the sound of foots
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Yeri.As I am pressed to my knees by two servants, my hands quiver and my entire body pulses with fear as I feel the air of the festivities change. I watched his eyes change into red fire, a fusion of his wolf and dragon bloodline. His chest quivered with every breath, muscles tensed beneath. Goblets of wine and platters of food fall to the ground as he steps away from the canopy.Before him, I am trembling, a stark contrast to his own unwavering stance. My once defiant gaze now falters under the weight of his wrath, my breaths shallow as I await his judgment. There is complete silence in the court after I failed to kill him—I cannot explain how but my hands failed to work when I saw that despite the cut I made on his neck, King Ozar didn’t falter or show sign of pain.“A slave raised a knife at me!?" His voice thundered through the space, resonating with the raw power of a storm at sea.“Cut her face, your majesty…let her leave with the scar forever!”“Beat her with a whip, your maje
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Alpha King Ozar.As the grand doors of the villa swing open, the sound of beating drums heralds at my arrival, echoing through the grand halls of the castle like thunder announcing a coming storm. Each rhythmic thud reverberates off the stone walls, sending vibrations coursing through the air and stirring the hearts of all who hear it. At our recent victory over the Elanor kingdom, I am holding a celebration in respect for my warriors who took the forefront to attain my heart desires.Thus, I hold a festival of food, drinking, and dancing. From the core parts of the city, I invite dancers and whores to consecrate the celebration. If any of my warriors are lucky, I allow them choose any woman they desire from my harem. Servants circulate, offering goblets of wine and trays of exotic fruits and delicacies imported from all corners of the empire.The central courtyard of my villa is transformed into a magnificent feast, with tables laden with an abundance of food fit for a king. Roast bo
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Yeri.“Wear it!” The servants yells over my head and I close my eyes. In a sumptuously decorated chamber, adorned with silken drapes and intricately woven rugs, they gather me. Their attire is luxurious, reflecting the opulence of their surroundings. When I was brought in, the servants in the harem stripped me off my clothes against my rights and battered me with water in my nakedness. I was bare before them, and I couldn’t overpower all of them even if I wanted to.And now, they are forcing me to enter into an ill-fitting dress. All of the women are dressed in garbs that are exposing every skin on their body. The materials are see through, their breasts, and buttocks are out in seductive manners. This is below me, a dignified princess of Elanor—I would not conform to this. As I sit in the midst of their taunts, their laughter, and abrasive words, it tears my heart from piece to piece.“Listen to me, if you don’t come out of this chamber and make yourself available to his majesty…he w
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