Cursed Alpha's Plaything

ELIRAThe bags in my hands tumble to the floor in slow motion, their content spilling over the tarred ground and making a mess.I can't think. I can't breathe. I can't even make sense of the chaos that is playing out before me.I rush forward on shaky legs, my eyes filling with tears and my head pounding with confusion. The men before me are familiar. They are the Alpha's guards. Normally , I look forward to seeing them because whenever they were in sight, the incredibly handsome Alpha Kael was nearby. But not today. Today their vans are parked outside my house, my mother is being dragged out with chains around her wrists and tears streaming down her face, and the door to our house is sitting in a pile of ruins.“What is going on?“ I force my mouth to ask. I need to ignore the pain that's coursing through me like a violent storm if I want to get any answers.The guard closest to me turns at the sound of my voice, something akin to annoyance burning in his eyes. “Who are you?““I'm th

ELIRAMy eyes snap open, and I jump out of bed with a loud gasp. The memories of the nightmare I just had still cling to me like a second skin, causing fear to absorb the energy in me, and sweat to drip down my back.I look down at my bare skin. Hold up! Why am I naked?Mom will have a fit if she walks in here right now and finds that I slept without any clothes on. Speaking of, I need to go help her with breakfast before she comes knocking and yelling. I march over to the closet and fling the door open. Shock pushes me back a single step.None of the clothes in here belong to me. I hate the color brown, and all the clothes lined up here are arranged in different shades of it.Is Mom upset with me and trying to punish me for something?I shake my head slowly, trying to make sense of the scenario. My eyes flit over the room then, my whole room looks different. Poor. Unhealthy.Everything seems to have been stripped down and bared, like she was marking a low rank for some stray wolf or

ELIRAMy body lurches forward as the first crack of the whip connects with my back. A scream tears past my throat, tears already making their languid descent down my face.Getting punished every day has become the norm for me. I was the lowest of slaves in RageClaw, after all."What the hell is going on here?" The pack's Beta, Aaron, asks as he walks up to the field.I haven't been able to look any of them in the face ever since the incident three nights ago. My arousal was like an air freshener for the guards to perceive and choke on, while I was being drowned within an inch of my life."This dirty swine tried to poison the Alpha's meal today. Good thing I checked on time." Lady Marge explains in an angry voice."And where did she get the poison from? If I remember correctly, she has been detained for two days and was only released this morning."My eyes raise on their own accord. Is he really defending me right now?His arm curls around my shoulders and he hoists me off the floor. "

ELIRABoth our heads swivel at the sound of Sarah’s voice, our eyes bulging as we realize she could have been anyone else.“What do you mean by that? You’re actually fated to the Alpha?”Brie pulls on her hand, forcing her to drop down beside us on the floor. “Can you be any louder? I don’t think they heard you from the neighboring city.”Wincing, Sarah clutches a hand over her mouth, apologizing through it. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I just… It’s shocking.”Brie rolls her eyes. “No shit.”I look between the both of them, my lips moving on a question that makes my stomach roil. “What should I do?”Both my friends look at me like I’ve grown a second head, alongside some horns.“What the hell kind of question is that?” Brie starts. “You thank the moon goddess for it. You’re about to be Luna, are you not?”The obvious hope in her voice makes my chest hurt and I drop my eyes, hiding the new tears that are threatening to fall down my face.“What’s wrong?” Sarah siddles up on my other si

ELIRA My ass is off the floor at the same time that the mug in my hand shuttles to the floor, hot tea spilling I'm every direction as the cup shatters. The compulsion inside my head is so violent and powerful that I have a headache just from making an attempt to stave it off. Tears are clinging to my lashes as Brie darts off the floor, grabbing me by the arm to stop me from walking off into the madness. "What are you doing? Where are you going?" I don't know what to say. "I need to get out of here." "Are you crazy?" She shouts at me. "You didn't have to break the cup and spill tea everywhere simply because you're scared of accepting my help." I study her face, my own tears finally falling now that I see the pain in her beautiful blue eyes. She genuinely thinks I'm running away from her offer of help. "Brie," I start, but the voice in my head snaps at me. "Move your ass now, Vanz. Don't make me repeat myself." That command. The smell that comes with it. They're all too famili