**Emily’s POV**
The drive to his house was quiet and exceptionally uncomfortable; I was seated in the back seat of a sleek Porsche car while the middle-aged woman from earlier sat in the front with a chauffeur who was too relaxed to be an employee.
“What’s your name?” He asked.
“Emily,” I whispered, ignoring the lopsided grin on his face.
“I don’t think he’s a chauffeur, his aura is too strong to be one,” Someone whispered. I looked around but found no one.
“Did you say something?” I asked the middle-aged woman who stared at me with a funny expression on her face.
“I did.” The same voice replied, “And stop looking around, you look crazy!” It said with a giggle.
In frustration, I closed my eyes and pressed my head against the window close to where I sat.
After a while, I realized the voice was in my head.
“Who are you?” I whispered almost to myself. I pinched the bridge of my nose as her cheerful laugh rang through my head.
“I’m Ariel, your wolf."
My eyes snapped open and they rounded. I had a wolf?!
Normally I shouldn’t be this shocked that I had a wolf. But I was because, amongst my peers, I was the only one who didn’t get to meet my wolf last year when we all turned seventeen.
“Finally, you came!” I replied with relief washing through me. The people of my clan thought I was weak, and a curse because I did not have a wolf.
To make matters worse, a lot of people had gone to my father, and advised him to do away with my mother and have another because they felt she had cheated on him with a human to give birth to me- an abomination!
“We’re late bloomers," Ariel said.
Just as I was about to think of a sarcastic comeback for her statement, the driver said something that I didn’t quite catch.
“Huh?” I asked, looking up to find the middle-aged woman and chauffeur staring at me.
“I was curious as to why you are a slave but smell like royalty.” He said, making my heart race.
I was torn between telling these people who I was, so I could ask for help or keep my identity hidden to protect myself.
After weighing my options and the suffering I might cause myself if anyone found out about me as he still lives, I chose the latter.
“I don’t know why either,” I muttered. I knew my answer was not convincing enough and was glad when they simply let it be.
For the rest of the ride to wherever it was that we were going, the car remained dead silent, even my wolf did not say a word.
***
A few minutes later, the sleek car came to a halt at the driveway of a very beautiful mansion. It was ten times that of my father which I had always taken pride in.
“We’re here!” The middle-aged woman whispered, throwing a concerned look my way.
For a minute, I felt my eyes tearing up as she reminded me of my mother.
Throwing a sceptical look between the woman and the chauffeur, I took a gingerly step out of the car and waited.
From a distance I saw my mate, Alexander, talking to a group of men who looked like warriors. They looked like they were in a heated argument, but I didn’t miss the obvious fear in their eyes as they bowed slightly to him.
Who was he?
“What’s this place?” I asked the woman, even though I already knew what it was. I knew it was a pack house but wasn’t sure of the pack that owned this place.
“This is the territory of the Dark Moon pack,” She answered with pride, lacing her tone.
The name sounded familiar.
I blinked as I recalled where I heard it from. It was one of the few packs that my dad feared while he was alive. He had always talked about their wealth, and the ruthlessness of their Alpha with respect.
“It’s beautiful!” I murmured with a half smile on my face.
“More beautiful than my pack.” At the mention of my pack, my face fell, drawing concerned looks from the chauffeur and the middle-aged woman beside me.
I smiled again. A fake one this time.
“Follow me,” She said, tugging gently on my arm, “I was asked to drop you off at the slaves’ quarters.”
I threw another awed look at the vast expanse of wealth in front of me before I begrudgingly followed her.
I watched in amusement as healthy children bounced up and down without a care in the world, playing around a lush garden. Even some mothers sat in groups, cheering at their children.
A group of young adults like me who were being taught how to combat in an open field caught my attention and held it…what if I learned how to fight too?
With my thoughts jumbled up inside my head, I continued following the woman until she stopped in front of a less pretty building, “We’re here” She said turning to face me.
“This is our slaves’ quarters. Find Mary when you settle in, she’ll put you through.” She said with a smile, which never wavered from her face.
“You’ll resume your duties at the palace by 8 tomorrow, and close by 6 pm.”
“What’s my duties?” I asked. My brows tilted and my temple creased as I waited for her to list out all I needed to do.
I didn't mind being a slave. Despite how my master made it sound harsh. At least, I was alive and didn't have to keep running.
“I don’t know, it’s all up to Alpha Alexander to decide” She replied with a dismissive shrug.
“Thank you, ma'am, ” I said, turning to walk away.
“You can call me Amanda, everyone calls me that,” she added and I nodded.
"Will do." I bowed slightly, turned away from her, and made my way into the dark corridor leading into the slave quarters.
As soon as I was halfway into the corridor I froze.
Alpha Alexander… I mused.
She said Alexander was her boss earlier but didn't mention anything about being an Alpha.
Putting two and two together. I realized Alexander was a werewolf. I had thought his scent earlier was from his cologne.
Goodness! I couldn't believe I hadn't been using my nose properly to distinguish between human and werewolf.
I'd have known he was an Alpha. His strong scent and intimidating aura were hard to miss.
Instead, I was concentrating on him fúcking me.
Groaning, I facepalmed mentally.
Alexander was the Ruthless Alpha of the Dark moon pack?
I doubted there were two Alexanders here. He could be the one.
With curiosity gnawing at my mind, I opened the large doors to meet several curious sets of eyes staring at me.
Once again, I froze.
**Emily’s POV** I regained composure and heaved a breath. 'Nothing suspicious,' said Ariel. I smiled with a nod. I was still frightened about the past event. Try as I might to forget all that happened, I couldn't. Again, staying in large gatherings frightens the fúck out of me. But I wasn't in a large gathering at the moment. I didn't know why I was uneasy. Perhaps, it was the eyes of the women on me that made me feel that way. I nodded in greeting as I passed by three women, but none responded. Instead, I was rewarded with a shrug, glares, and some mumblings amongst them. Dismissing them, I turned away and walked towards a pretty girl sitting alone in the corner of the room. "Hello." “Hi,” She greeted me with a smile, discarding the book she held earlier. “You must be, Mary?” “I am, Mary.” She responded. She stood to her feet, dusting her hand on the chiffon knee-length, A-shaped dress she donned. "May I ask what for?” “I was asked to come to meet you, I am Emily.” At the
“Which one of you is Emily?” A plump woman asked as she approached Mary and me.She was of average height and her dark brown eyes stayed on mine.“I am,” I answered and I took a step forward. I had just finished taking my bath and was about to change into clean clothes Mary handed to me when she walked in.“Come with me, Emily.” She said, “The Alpha wants to meet you.”“Now?” I asked in bewilderment.It was way past 9 pm and I was barely done with what I was doing. Perhaps, he wants me to walk naked to him.I doubted he'd be fazed.I flushed at the idea of being in front of him with nothing on. It was never going to happen though.He didn't want me in the manner I was thinking and I was certain I didn't want him to.Or maybe I was trying so hard to convince myself because my wolf thought otherwise. The first time we met, she had even urged me to kiss him and do nasty things with him.I kinda did nasty things with him. I believed it would never happen again as I had let my wolf do the
**Emily’s POV**About a year ago, I broke up with my ex-boyfriend, Jake because he had found his mate- who was also a friend of mine at the time. I was heartbroken.I felt like my world had crumbled. It was the worst feeling I ever experienced in my entire life.But now that I think of it, the way I felt then seemed like a joke compared to how I feel right now with Alexander and the blondie making out on the bed, which stood less than five feet away from where I crouched picking his damned papers.“Oh, so goooddd, fúck me already!” Blondie's wanton moan infiltrated my head, breaking my heart even further if that was even possible.I blinked away tears that welled in my eyes as I struggled to focus on the task at hand and not how I was eager to yank her away from him.Earlier, I thought I didn't care about what he did. I do care honestly.He was my mate and he shouldn't be fúcking anyone in front of me. He didn't even accord any freaking respect to me because if he did, he wouldn't do
**Alexander’s POV**I took a few steps away from her, not because I was afraid of her but to distract myself from her intoxicating smell that seemed to be filling my senses in ways I couldn’t quite explain.Ever since I laid my eyes on her at the auction house, it had been one heck of trouble after the other.Initially, I felt she was a spy sent by one of my enemy packs because I could not understand how a Royal would be put up for auction at the same time I was there.Until I felt the need to get to her. The need to yank her off the stage away from the men leering at her flawless skin and seductive body.I felt all that at a distance and I didn't think I was moved as I could get any woman I wanted. But, it was until my wolf confirmed she was my mate.Goodness, she was my fúcking mate. I never imagined having a mate, or worse seeing one being auctioned like a whore.I bought her on impulse. It wasn't my intention because, at the time of confirmation, I never believed she was mine. It
**Emily’s POV**It has been exactly six days, two hours and twenty-four minutes since the day Alexander sent me out of his bedroom.Ever since then, I haven’t laid my eyes on him. It was almost as if he had disappeared into thin air, leaving me in a confused mess.I shouldn't bother about him or what he does, but I was. He was a beast and could kill me if I made a wrong move but the rest of the sanity I had left in me wasn't functioning when his name came up in my head, I presumed.Instead of running away, I wanted to be close to him.Further, I wanted to explain to him that I didn’t intentionally burn his footboard. I wanted to make him understand that I wasn’t a spy sent to him. Lastly, I desired to let him know I had finally learned how to summon the quiet flame and that I could, in fact, use it against my foe if only he would help me.I found Alexander to be the best person who'd help me defeat Alpha Marcus as he was formidable.Heck, both were formidable. But I heard a lot about
**Emily’s POV**The kiss seemed to ignite a special kind of fire in my body.I closed my eyes fearing it was one of those really realistic dreams people had, and that I would soon wake up, but I was soon snapped back to reality when I felt myself being lowered onto his bed.It was real! It was fúcking real!I felt his hands tug at my panties from under my dress but my thoughts were too fuzzy to think of what he was about to do.I waited for the feel of his finger in my wetness, just like the first time. But nothing happened.Rather, I felt his hand around my neck.My eyes tore open in shock as his large hand wrapped around my neck.“This is what I bought you for!” He whispered, pressing harder on my neck.Alexander's eyes became darker and I gasped.“S-stop!” I sputtered, desperately trying to pry myself free from his grasp but it was to no avail. My eyes went up as thoughts of this being my end sprang into my mind. “Please let me go.” I cried, beating against his chest with my fists
**Emily’s POV**Hot tears kept pouring down my eyes in high torrents even as I sprinted through the grassy field to my old bunker.I felt worse when I ran past a young couple making out under the bright silver rays of the moon.The moon Goddess blessed everyone else with a mate and gave me an unfeeling monster!I shut my door as soon as I ran into my room and allowed the torrents of tears to flow freely.I felt used.Embarrassed.Irritated.And most of all, anger. I wasn't really mad at Alexander for using me like that, I was mad at myself because I knew exactly what he wanted.Even before it started, I should have put an end to it but I let him have his way.I sat quietly in a corner of the room, sobbing, and rocking my aching self until I fell into a peaceful slumber…**Alexander’s POV**Today was a shitty day. As shitty as the entire week. I've hardly been able to get a wink of sleep for about two weeks now due to stress. Rogues were attacking my borders every day and it was fast b
**Emily's POV**“Get out!” Blondie yelled.We met again. Not in a favourable condition. I wonder if we would keep meeting this same way."Fúck off whore, didn't you hear me?!" She said again. Her eyes narrowed at me.For a moment I was too stunned, I couldn’t move. My eyes blurred as I took in the sight in front of me.“I never asked for food,” Alexander said, glancing between me and the tray balanced on my hips.“Don’t you know how to knock?!” Blondie snarled. I heard the impatience in her voice as if she couldn't wait for me to vanish.I wasn’t sure whose question I had to answer first. I wasn’t sure I even wanted to answer any, so I did the only thing I could think of.I dumped the tray of food in my arm on his large table and stomped out of the office.Surprisingly I didn’t cry. Not even a tiny droplet fell.Even though I just walked in on him in the arms of another woman only a few hours after he had fúcked me like a beast.I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, but I certainly was