As he walked, pack members drew notice.And many were stunned. Just the first day of training, and the breeder had successfully gotten the Alpha to carry her like this?They didn't dare form a crowd to have heated discussions, though.Bellatrix felt embarrassed, so she kept her gaze on his chest. At least it looked appetizing. She could feel her cheeks getting heated."Is it sturdy enough?" Came the Alpha's voice."Yes,"It's not like she could successfully lie about it."Then, it's time for a ride," he smirked, though she didn't see that; some pack members did.Before long, Killian was already sprinting towards the woods. The guards at the pack's entrance gate did not waste time opening the gates for him.They went down on one knee and bowed with their right hands across their chest. "Greetings, Your Majesty," they yelled in concert.Killian paused after he'd run past the gate. "Rise," he told them in an authoritative tone."Thank you, Alpha," they chorused again and uniformly rose,
5 days later. Bellatrix's maid was pulling her mistress towards the Alpha's office. It was barely 6 a.m., the latter was still sleepy, and her feet still felt sore. "I still want to sleep some more, let go of me," she complained while trying to head back the way they'd come. That was a fruitless effort, she was no match for Xoey."I know, my lady, but you'll be fine," the maid reassured. The breeder harrumphed, "You keep saying that, but at the end of the day, I can barely lift my feet. I also have to hold back all day from cursing at the Alpha; he does everything to frustrate me. Yesterday, he threw fruits at me while I was close to the top of the short tree he chose for me. I fell, but he said it’s my fault for falling."“Calm down, my lady. I’m sure he had a pretty good reason for that,” Xoey softly said, but Bellatrix scoffed.“What reason other than to bully me? He just likes seeing me looking more miserable than a cat in the rain.”“It’s okay,” Xoey soothed, but her mistress
“You… How can it be?!” a frowning man with curly brown hair asked with a spiteful tone.The short, scrawny young lady with shaggy black hair before him was on her knees quailing, a hairbreadth away from bursting into tears.“Damn it.” He cussed, immediately venting his anger on the tree closest to him, the impact of his punch causing the once-sturdy tree to snap in two.His action made the lady gasp in fear and shudder. Subconsciously, she fell back a little, wanting to create even a little inch more gap between her and this scary man.“I can’t believe this. It has to be some joke, right? How can you, a lowborn ugly slave, be my fated one?” he asked, giving her a dirty look.Unable to meet his intimidating gaze, her head hung low. Her lips quivered as she grappled with the fear of saying the wrong thing and facing the consequences of losing her head.“Worst of all, you're just fucking skin and bones!” uttering another cuss word, he wildly ran his hand through his hair and even messed
~~~Two days later…“Iris, have you caught on to the buzz?" a rotund Omega maid murmured to her fellow worker, both holding trays of food.“About what, Freya?” the latter queried with knitted brows.Freya eagerly answered, “I’ve heard it from the lips of several others that the Alpha has found his mate.”“Oh, that’s a good thing then. Is she from our pack? I reckon she's quite beautiful and classy," Iris commented with a smile, her eyes twinkling like crescent moons.Freya scoffed, “No, Iris. It’s that lowly slave Bellatrix,”“What?” Iris stopped in her tracks, “That ugly thing?”Freya shrugged, “I bet she and her mom are very happy now. But personally, I’m not sure I can bring myself to bow to a Luna from a background much worse than mine.”“Me too. Let’s hurry up before our masters get us whipped,” With that, the two girls picked up the pace.They didn’t realize that Bellatrix was some distance behind them and had heard the conversation. She covered her mouth, her eyes dilated with
The Alpha made his way over to the mother and daughter duo.Bellatrix got off her mom and fell to her knees, pressing her palms together, ignoring the pains that came with this very act.Her cheeks were stained with tears, her whole being was trembling as she sniffled, staring at his feet, too frightened to see how he looked at the moment.“Alpha… Alpha, my mom wouldn’t steal.” She appealed.“The jewelry was found in her bag.” The Alpha coldly said.“I…” She didn’t know what else to say. She wasn’t there when her mom was taken away but she believed her mom was innocent. However, rather unfortunately, she didn’t have any proof to back up her claims.“Raise your head, Bellatrix,” he ordered.“Y-Yes, Alpha,” She quickly obeyed his demand but his death stare made her wish to be swallowed by the earth beneath her. Unfortunately, hanging her head low was no longer an option, unless he commanded it.“I believe I gave you a warning?”This question jolted memories of the dreadful day they disc
It had been three days since the unfortunate incident at the pack’s square. Seated on the clammy, frigid floor of the filthy and malodorous cell was Bellatrix. Her throat was parched and her tummy had long given up on grumbling, probably having resigned to the belief that food and water weren’t coming.The assigned guards on standby never even looked her way and they deliberately ate appetizing food that made her salivate each time. But now, she’d learned to just stare at the walls of the dimly lit cell, way too exhausted to keep staring at the damp cell’s roof.‘When can I put an end to my misery?’ was the only thing on her mind. She envied her late mum; at least the latter wasn’t suffering like she was now.She’d barely had any sleep, and whenever she closed her eyes, she only saw her mom screaming in agony, a bitter reminder of what her cruel mate did.“I’m so sorry, Mum,” she muttered inaudibly, a stray tear that she couldn’t hold back slid down her face and she didn’t even bother
"Mistress,"A tall, slim, brown-eyed lady apparently in her twenties and dressed in an elegant maid's uniform, called out as she entered the tastefully-furnished and spacious room.Bellatrix, who had been seated on the comfy, queen-sized bed, staring blankly at the floor and seemingly lost in thought, turned her head to take a look at the owner of the euphonious voice.Upon noticing the maid, she got up almost immediately from the bed."Y-You are...?" She questioned the stranger with a look of incredulity.With her head slightly bowed, the coffee-haired woman answered with a small smile, "Replying to mistress, I'm your personal maid, Victoria. The Alpha has assigned me to you. Now, you will be my responsibility; I will groom you into a more responsible and charming lady fit to be the Alpha's royal breeder,"Bellatrix looked more of a servant than a mistress, from her demeanour to her dressing. It could somehow be seen that this maid had spoken with a hint of arrogance as if Bellatrix
The Beta of the Diamonds Claw Pack walked briskly through the winding halls of the pack house. His steps were confident and purposeful as they marched to fulfil the instruction given to him by the Alpha.As the beta, it was his duty to ensure that the alpha's orders were executed smoothly and without delay, even though it might involve pissing off the most important and most powerful woman in the pack. The Luna.Today, the Alpha had instructed him to summon his wife, Luna Katelyn to see him.The Beta approached the Luna's door and braced himself for the drama he knew was waiting for him behind the door.He knocked firmly, and as expected, the door was opened by an auburn-haired maid with a stern expression."Alpha has summoned the Luna to his rooms." He announced to the Luna's maid."The Luna is unavailable," she said and her voice carried a note of finality in it.Thankfully, the Beta was already prepared for when this happened. The Beta crossed his arms, unfazed."I am under strict
5 days later. Bellatrix's maid was pulling her mistress towards the Alpha's office. It was barely 6 a.m., the latter was still sleepy, and her feet still felt sore. "I still want to sleep some more, let go of me," she complained while trying to head back the way they'd come. That was a fruitless effort, she was no match for Xoey."I know, my lady, but you'll be fine," the maid reassured. The breeder harrumphed, "You keep saying that, but at the end of the day, I can barely lift my feet. I also have to hold back all day from cursing at the Alpha; he does everything to frustrate me. Yesterday, he threw fruits at me while I was close to the top of the short tree he chose for me. I fell, but he said it’s my fault for falling."“Calm down, my lady. I’m sure he had a pretty good reason for that,” Xoey softly said, but Bellatrix scoffed.“What reason other than to bully me? He just likes seeing me looking more miserable than a cat in the rain.”“It’s okay,” Xoey soothed, but her mistress
As he walked, pack members drew notice.And many were stunned. Just the first day of training, and the breeder had successfully gotten the Alpha to carry her like this?They didn't dare form a crowd to have heated discussions, though.Bellatrix felt embarrassed, so she kept her gaze on his chest. At least it looked appetizing. She could feel her cheeks getting heated."Is it sturdy enough?" Came the Alpha's voice."Yes,"It's not like she could successfully lie about it."Then, it's time for a ride," he smirked, though she didn't see that; some pack members did.Before long, Killian was already sprinting towards the woods. The guards at the pack's entrance gate did not waste time opening the gates for him.They went down on one knee and bowed with their right hands across their chest. "Greetings, Your Majesty," they yelled in concert.Killian paused after he'd run past the gate. "Rise," he told them in an authoritative tone."Thank you, Alpha," they chorused again and uniformly rose,
Bellatrix steeled herself and answered, “Good day, sir. The Alpha is busy right now. Please call back in a thousand days,”On the other end, Anslan was stunned.How come a woman was the one who answered Alpha Killian’s phone? And did he find her voice sounding vaguely familiar?What did she mean by saying he had to call back the line in almost 3 years?“Miss, who are you?”“That’s none of your business, sir. Until the set time, please don’t bother the Alpha, unless, of course, you’re tired of living.”“You… how dare…”Bellatrix cut him off, “Have a horrible day, sir.” With that, she ended the call and placed the phone on the desk.Then she turned to face Anslan, eyes reddened, “Sir, I’ve handled the call. Is it to your satisfaction?”The Alpha nodded, “Yeah, you did well.”“I’ll be taking my leave then. Please excuse me,” Without waiting for her mate’s words, she pivoted on her heel and made her exit from the office.Behind her was her puzzled mate. He wondered what made her act that
Moon Flame PackAlpha's office.^ ^ ^Seated in his dark grey swivel chair was Alpha Anslan. He was clad in a white shirt with short sleeves featuring dark landscape patterns on one side, paired with black trousers. With his muscly arms propped on the desk, he raked his fingers through his curly brown hair, exhaling a deep sigh.He was finding it difficult to focus on his work for the nth time. Resting on his fancy wooden desk was a laptop with its lid raised. Its open screen displayed a paused video on a news website. There was also a neat stack of files encased in transparent folders waiting for his attention; these had been delivered by his Beta, Lorencio Fielder, during the morning hours.However, to his left, adjacent to the desk and on the cherry wood flooring, lay an additional 3 bigger stacks of documents.Just the sight of them made him want to tug at his hair and yell out his frustration. Although that was unbefitting of an Alpha.Feeling his irritation climbing new peaks w
“Why’re you dallying?” the Alpha’s voice startled Bellatrix, who was about to give in to the temptation of downing one first.“S-sorry, sir. I-I’ll bring it over right now,” she hurriedly said, gently shutting the fridge’s door after she had taken a bottle of water. Then, holding it with both hands, like it was a sacred artefact, she made a beeline for her mate’s desk. “Here, sir,” she meekly said upon reaching her destination.He tapped the space beside him on the desk, “Place it here, then, fetch me a glass,” he ordered.She obeyed after setting the plastic bottle upright on the desk. Upon her return with the spotless glass, she took the initiative to unscrew the cap of the bottle and proceeded to fill the glass past the halfway mark, all without any prompting.“Alright, you can go get some water,” the Alpha said, “…only if you’re sure you can hold your pee quite well.”The first part of his words almost made her jump up for joy. She was damn thirsty, even more now. But the latter p
9:25 am,The pack’s woodshed… Luna Katelyn was seated with her legs spread apart on the provided tree stump, huffing and puffing. Her shoulders were slumped, and her elbows were resting on her thighs. The maul was upturned, and its wooden handle leaned against her left thigh. Her previously loose grey outfit now clung to her body due to perspiration. Not far from her was her temporary mistress, Xoey, clad in a pink floral, knee-length dress and perched on a collapsible chair. The latter had her left leg draped over the other. “Hurry up, Luna. There are still more logs to go,” she called out. Xoey had earlier instructed that she take out ten logs from each of the three huge mounds of logs. That meant Katelyn had to split twenty oak logs and ten beech logs as well. She was to start with the former. She had only split one thick oak log into the desirable bits and size, but she was already this tired. The Luna had never done such menial work in all her life.She hailed from a noble fa
The next morning,8:29.°°°Standing on the veranda, close to the entrance of the Alpha's office, was Bellatrix. Her dark hair was swept up in a side-braided ponytail, and she was wearing a V-neck grey tunic top paired with black leggings.With her hands intertwined before her, her lips tightly pressed together, and her eyes failing to conceal her anxiety, she appeared visibly tense. Xoey had accompanied her here upon her request, but she didn’t stay long, claiming she had to oversee the Luna's performance in the woodshed.The artfully made wooden entrance door was left a fraction open. However, Bellatrix was unwilling to cross the threshold without permission.The Alpha had told her that day at the training grounds that he would be the one to handle her training. From the Beta's reaction, she knew it wouldn't be a cakewalk; her mate wouldn't be lenient or biased towards her just because of the mate bond they shared.And though she was worried, she knew there was no way to back out. H
The next day...General maids' quarters.This fairly large single-story building had several rooms separated by a long and spacious hallway.Residing here were those who weren't assigned to a particular household. They were headed by the chief maid, Onyx Ingwald, who would assign them daily tasks. However, she had no control over those bound to certain households in the pack, nor could she punish them if they committed a wrong. The most she would do was make a complaint about them to their master whenever there was an opportunity.The few ones with unchanged roles, though, served in the pack's kitchen.In the backyard of this structure was an ideal spot for laundry. Katelyn, now all cleaned up, was perched on a wooden stool and washing clothes by hand.Her silver tresses were swept up in a messy bun, and her plain and loose-fitting black gown had been dampened by her perspiration.She dunked the garment she had just laundered into the water in the adjacent basin and then used the hem
Katelyn felt as if she had been leaping for an unending stretch of time. With the crowd's varied gazes on her, unwilling as she was, she had to steel herself and carry on.Bellatrix had told her that she could only stop after returning to the shelter enough times.She had lost count of how many times she had leaped to the gate. Worse, the onlookers, who were initially helping her count, were now focused on discussing among themselves while pointing at her.In the past, if anyone were caught gossiping about her, she would have thrown them into the dungeon to languish in sorrow, if possible, for the rest of their fucking miserable lives.But now…It was hateful. Downright detestable!Each time she leaped towards the shelter's entrance, she would be forced to witness her enemy munching away, a packet of snacks resting on her thigh, legs folded, with a relaxed look on her face.She so much wanted to stop what she was doing and just charge at that haughty weakling, scratch at her ugly face