LOGINThe night the Auroria Kingdom fell, Princess Lyra Valen lost everything her crown, her family, and her freedom. The man who destroyed her world was Alpha King Ryker Nightbane, the ruthless ruler of the Bloodmoon Pack. Years ago, Ryker watched his own people suffer under Auroria’s rule. His kingdom was burned, his family slaughtered, and he was forced to live in chains. From that day forward, revenge became the only thing keeping him alive. Ten years later, he returned stronger, colder, and far more dangerous. When the war finally ends, Ryker stands victorious over the last surviving royal of Auroria Princess Lyra. But killing her would be too merciful. Instead, he claims her as his personal captive, forcing the proud princess to live under his rule as nothing more than his possession… a woman bound to serve him in every way he desires( sex slave). To Ryker, she is a living reminder of the kingdom that once destroyed his life. But fate has other plans. Because the woman he hates the most… is the one the Moon Goddess has chosen as his mate. And in a kingdom ruled by revenge, hatred might become the most dangerous form of desire.
View MoreA knock came to the door and King Ryker gave approval for entry. Bami i entered, "I have gotten her to her room and I have also" "I don't need the details, Bami. I don't care." He stated curtly, scribbling down on the scroll. "Yes, your highness." Bami said immediately. "How's veroni?" Bami's eyes softened at the mention of her daughter. "She's doing fine, your Majesty. Her ears still doesn't do no good but she's doing better." He raised his head, "How old is she now?" "seventeen, your highness." King Ryker lowered his head. Tears burned the back of Bami's eyes. She knows what the king is thinking, because that is her thoughts everyday. Her daughter is too young to go through what she went through in the hands of the Auroria kingdom. Veroni will never recover from that experience at all. "I'm glad. Send me Scarlett." He started curtly. Bami stiffened at the mention of her name. "Should I tell her to come prepared?" "Yes." "Alright, your Majesty." She turned
His cold eyes finally met hers. "You, Lyra, might not be enough, but you'll do. Now, remove your underthings."Lyra's ears still rang from everything he said to her. Her eyes still stung with tears. Why did her father have to do all these? Why did he have to be addicted to gaining power?Her hands trembled as she removed her underthings, leaving her completely naked in front of him.Tonight, she'll loose her virginity in the cruelest way, in the hands of the coldest man she has ever known.But she'll bear it with dignity. She is a princess. No... she was a Princess. She was born with regality, trained to carry herself with pride and to be a proper lady.But, this is her fate now. A fate she can't escape. She raised her chin and awaited his next command."Get on to the bed. Face down. Legs spread." There was no expression in his eyes. Just hate.She climbed the bed, pressed her face on the bed and spread her legs. She closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable, her arms trembled sli
Lyra was finally taken away from her cage immediately after the king's visit. She saw places again that isn't her cold barren cage and it made her feel better. But her heart still beat faster whenever she remembered the reason she was taken out of her cell for the first time in two weeks. She was put in a bath and the maids bathed her, just like the king instructed. Funny that maids will bathe a slave. But then again, it’s not surprising if the slave’s destination is the king’s bed. She was bathed. Three maids attended to her, one of them, the oldest named Bami, was the one in charge. They loosened her hair and combed out the tangles, leaving the hair in a long, curly mess afterwards. The clothes they had her put on, made Lyra cringe. It was barely clothing, she might as well be naked. Little leather skirt that barely left her hips and blue leather top that only covered her nipples, stopping just above her belly. Then, they wore her a long robe that covered the clotheslessness.
Lyra huddled down in her cell. Empty.Cold. Lonely.She has been here for two weeks. She paces outside… anywhere. Anywhere at all. That’s why this cold, lonely place only one bunk bed occupied the side of the room.She hasn’t seen her captor in the past two weeks, and that was the time he walked up to her, staring at her with the coldest eyes she has ever seen as he reached toward her neck and followed her.His slave. His property. He had called her.A chill went down Lyra’s arms. She has never seen a hatred more raw between anybody’s eyes.King Ryker hated her so much.Lyra knows the reason more than anyone.Oh… does she know thisTwo weeks ago, she was princess Lyra. Daughter of King Silas of Auroria kingdom. She was feared and respected.No one dare look at her twice. You dare not look her in the eyes. You dare not walk the part she walks unless you have no value for your life. Her father saw to this.Today, her father has been killed, their kingdom taken over by the ruthless King
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