Alpha's Enchantress Mate (Status -Completed)
There was not a single man in the big room who was not repulsed by her appearance. Bound in shackles, dressed in nothing but rags, it was not just that she smelled like a sewer, it was also as if her skin was literally peeling from multiple places. As the men around her looked at her, even if with a disgusted look, they realized her whole body was covered with black mud and it was this mud that was dripping all around.She was sitting with her head down. Her long, red hair was filthy just like her body and she was least interested in what was happening around her."I smell it," her nose twitched forcefully. "What the hell is this smell?" a growl echoed in her head. She squinted her eyes to compose herself."Mila," a man spoke from her front. Ever since she had been dragged inside the room, she had not lifted her head. She just didn't care..."You will answer when you are spoken to," another man growled angrily.Finally, she looked up but didn't lift her face. Her eyes, forget-me-not-blue irises floating in a pool of white sclera, looked horrifying. But the men around her knew better than to flinch from a little girl in terror. The whites of her eyes were in contrast with the black mud peeling from her face.She observed her surroundings with slight twitches of her neck. A huge man was sitting up ahead on a dome-shaped throne. Two men stood behind him, one had a big book opened in front of him on a large dais, while another was in full-body armour and had one hand on the hilt of a sword dangling from his waist. The man on the throne was bare-chested, had a very long mane of hair and had a big scar running from his left cheek to his chest."You are Mila?" the man on the throne asked again.She nodded once."What is your full name?" the man demanded."Don't," the voice in her head shouted.Mila flinched at the fierceness with which the voice in her head had spoken."Grace," she retorted."Your full name is Mila Grace?" the man asked quizzically and looked at the man who was standing behind him with a big book."There is no clan called 'Grace'," the man with the book spoke kindly but the man on the throne looked agitated."What is it? Do you smell it?" Grace spoke again in her head. Mila twitched uncomfortably. She closed her eyes to control her temper. Had Grace lost her senses? Isn't Grace aware of our surroundings? One wrong word or move and Mila could lose her head, well, both their heads!"What is wrong with you?" the man on the throne demanded."What is it? It is food?" Grace insisted in her head.Mila exhaled to bite the retort she wanted to throw at Grace, but the man in throne thought otherwise."Are you growling at me?" the man demanded."No," Mila shook her head."Ask him, pleaseee..." Grace begged."I am hungry..." Mila hesitated as she finally gave in to Grace's tantrums. "I smell something, is there any food around?""Food?" the man demanded.Mila nodded, her head still low."This is my hearing chamber, no food is allowed in here," the man barked.Mila sensed a droop in Grace's morale and she hoped now Grace would stay quiet and allow Mila to focus on the situation at hand."If it is not food, what has such tantalizing smell?" Grace continued and Mila huffed, agitated."Shut up, Grace," Mila moaned very quietly."Mila Grace," the man spoke loudly and finally she lifted her face. As she looked around properly, she observed the enormity of the room in which she was being held at present. The ceiling was at least twenty-foot high and had a marvellous chandelier hanging from it. The room was large and lavish and she was presently entertaining at least fifty men of different colours and build."Mila Grace," the man shouted now.She nodded."What clan you belong to?" the man enraged.Mila didn't reply. In truth she was not able to understand a word the man was saying. Grace was having a frantic tantrum in her head. It was as if Grace was unable to control herself."You pathetic pile of filth, answer me when I ask you a question," the man continued.Mila just stared at him blankly."Do you know who I am?" the man roared, standing up.His one action received a wild reaction from the audience. A visible panic spread through the crowd as the man stood up. But it was nothing to Mila."You must be an alpha," Mila replied calmly."An Alpha?" the man asked, laughing sarcastically. "I AM THE ALPHA, you bitch.""You are Raul Collins?" Mila asked curiously.The alpha looked thunderstruck. The man with the book spoke, "He is the greatest alpha ever present, you cannot insult him by calling him by his name."Mila pouted and nodded."My apologies, the greatest alpha," Mila sighed.The alpha didn't look satisfied but nodded and sat back down. The crowd exhaled audibly in unison at his action."You were found with Keats clan," the alpha continued. "What were you doing with them? and why were they near our boundary?""If I tell you the truth, will you return me to them?" Mila asked."Keats clan is dead," the alpha smirked and it felt like someone had punched Mila in the gut. Yes, she didn't like the people she had lived with so long, but hearing about their deaths, that too so casually, it hurt."You killed all of them?" Mila asked, flabbergasted."When they found we have captured you, they attacked us. They are quite possessive of you. They demanded your return, and well, I returned them all to their maker," the alpha sneered."Even women and children?" Mila couldn't believe it."Every last one of them, except for you. It was rumoured that the Keats clan had a weapon that made them indestructible, but I was able to kill them like this," and he flicked his fingers to show how easily he was able to kill the entire race of werewolves. "A lot of fighters of Keats clan were with you. And they were protecting you, why were they protecting you?""They were not there to protect me, I ran away and they were there to drag me back," Mila informed simply."Why would they do it?" the alpha was curious but Mila just shrugged."We searched every nook and cranny of the Keats clan, every house, every room, there was no weapon that would make them invincible," the man with the sword spoke.The alpha looked even more curious now."Why were the man protecting you?" the alpha demanded."You are wrong," Mila replied."They were running towards you while we gutted them," the man with the sword spoke."I saw what you did to the men who came to take me back," Mila growled."Why are you so important? Why were they protecting you?" the alpha shrieked."Maybe they were around me for their own protection," Mila shrugged.A murmur of laughter spread through the crowd at these words."And I don't belong to Keats clan or any clan for that matter," Mila added."So, you are an Omega? Were you there for their pleasure?" the alpha scanned Mila from top-to-toe, now wondering why Mila was covered in filth."No one is allowed to touch me, no man or woman," Mila threatened.This raised alpha's eyebrows. It seemed to him that she was challenging him and he did not like it, no, he did not like it at all."KILL HER!"From the Author-If you liked the title, please do check it out. Hopefully you would like it too :)Love from,KiraDIMITRI “Ahhhhh, yes boss yes…” Tamara screamed at the top of her lungs as Dimitri pushed harder in her. She was on all fours and sweat was glistening all over her body with an effort to delay her orgasms. She knew how Dimitri preferred it. She knew Dimitri wanted to cum together. “Faster, alpha…” she crooned as Dimitri gripped her hips tightly and dug his nails in her flesh. She turned her head and grinned seductively, sending another jolt of frenzy in him. “I am coming, boss,” Tamara shrieked. “Now… now…” and Dimitri felt her knees buckle and her entire body quiver with pleasure as he too found his release inside her. Dimitri exhaled and was about to collapse on top of her when a knock of the door forced him to sit up straight. Just by the knocks, Dimitri knew it was Taron. His beta… “You were waiting right outside, won’t you?” Dimitri growled as he wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the door to see Taron’s flushed face. “She is always too loud,” Taron rolled his eyes.
KIRALife has always been a tormenting puzzle for Kira. She was an orphan who had been living on the hand me downs provided by her uncle and aunt. Her parents passed away when she was little and she was "adopted" by her mother's cousin and was taken to London to grow up. Her uncle was posted there in a corporate and was very well to do, but he disliked Kira. They had no children of their own, and Kira often wondered why they took her on because they clearly considered her a burden. But well, what could she do... she endured it all.But the truth of Kira's adoption situation came out two days ago... on her sixteenth birthday. Kira woke up to an email... and what a life changing email it was. It said that Kira was actually an owner of a trust fund. And while every year the trust fund was paying her aunt and uncle a significant amount for her well being, she now was the full owner of it... Kira, who never even had two coins to rub against each other, was now a millionaire.So, first thing
KIRA "FIFTY MILLION DOLLARS, and let go off the girl right away!" the voice boomed in the vicinity and grip of men holding Kira slackened. "The auction is closed sir," the bastard on the stage was laughing now. "FIFTY MILLION DOLLARS, and let go off the girl right away!" someone repeated in a much more threatening tone. Kira looked around again. What was happening to her... "But I bought her," the man who had bid ten million on her shouted. The flood light on her face was blinding Kira, but she could tell that the ten million bid man was lecherous, ugly and horrid. But well, how good the man bidding fifty million be? Wasn't he enslaving her against her wishes too? "DO I NEED TO REPEAT MYSELF?" the voice thundered, and suddenly Kira's hands were free. Kira wrapped them again around her body and fell on her knees. Tears were still pouring non stop from her eyes but she was not sobbing now. It seemed that the shock of tonight's happenings had penetrated her bones and it was now part
KIRA Six hours ago... Stumbling and fumbling as to keep the towel around her body, Kira ran to her room. Thankfully, the room was next to beach, but still, the little distance felt so huge to her. 'Who the hell was he!' Kira wondered as she unlocked the door and rushed inside. Hastily she locked the door, the latch, the key, and the door chain, and yet she felt uneasy. Why did she feel she was being watched. She even pushed the chair against the door. Why was she feeling so paranoid? Or was it some other emotion that she was confusing with fear? She hurried and closed the curtains too. But as she did so, she saw him. The window opened up to the beach, and she could see him! He was walking on the beach, casually. She peered from the slats in between the curtains and felt an incredible pull to him. He looked so handsome, graceful and so lonely! Why was he walking all alone? Why was he on the beach all alone? Was he also a victim of actions of someone else and was here to find solace?
DIMITRI 'Why was she so dramatic?' Dimitri thought as he turned and started to walk away. He could hear her shuffling feet behind him. She lacked manners, he had observed as much during her beach excursions and she was very rough around the edges. But to think of it, she was a typical rebilious teenager. But there was something very different about her. She was not like other girls, she was... well, what she was, Dimitri was unable to put his finger on it. He sighed as he reached his car and his chauffeur opened the door for him. "Enter," Dimitri ordered as he waited by the door, without even sparing her a glance. Kira hesitated. "I don't have the entire night to wait for you," Dimitri spoke. He was losing patience with this girl now! Did he make a mistake with this purchase. Why did it feel like that this girl will be more trouble than he was anticipating. He neither had time nor patience to deal with her. Slowly Kira walked forward and entered the car. She was acting weirdly. S
DIMITRI "I should not have lost control," Dimitri snapped at himself as he transformed back to his human form and looked down at fragile body of Kira. She was totally out of it. "But why did she had to call him a dog?" he added to himself. "Does she not know!" Knock! Knock! Knock! Dimitri huffed and opened the door. "I heard your anger from a long way away," spoke Taron, Dimitri's first beta, his closest ally and protege. "Who offended you to enough to lose control?" he asked seriously. "Her," Dimitri spoke as he controlled his temper. Taron tilted his head to see the fallen form of Kira. "The poor girl lost her consciousness, did she?" he asked curiously. “I cannot even fathom how stupid and mellow she is,” Dimitri spoke. He felt angry, but not at Kira now, but at himself. He was not supposed to lose his cool like this. “Is she mellow or unaware of our existence?” Taron demanded as he entered the room and walked up to the fallen form of Kira. “Why do you have this human with y
KIRA & DIMITRI Kira blinked rapidly. Out of the confinement of the room, she now was feeling less scared of him. And he just threatened her, and yet, he is smiling!"Are you not cold?" Dimitri asked simply. The changing expressions on Kira's face was amusing him beyond his comprehension. He stared at her from top to down, she was still in that dress, her arms and legs below knees were visible and covered in goosebumps. "Are you cold?" Dimitri asked again. Kira did not like his gaze on her body and hugged herself tightly, and shook her head. She was cold, yes, in fact, she was freezing, but she was not going to admit it to him! Dimitri huffed, and raised his hand and flicked his fingers. A few minutes later two men came running to him. He whispered something in one of the men's ears and they turned and hurried back. "Are you calling for the means to kill me?" Kira asked, feeling anxious. "Considering I scared you, I am not going to kill you, yet," Dimitri laughed. He put his hands
KIRA “I am not a – a –” Kira stammered hastily. “Were you bit or something?” she asked in a barely audible whisper. “B… bit?” Dimitri repeated as he laughed at her words and tone. Her expressions were so shocked that Dimitri laughed even harder. His laughter was echoing on the horizon, and for a change, Kira saw a few men staring at him in utter surprise. Kira looked at him nervously and then at the men again – who had disappeared back in the shadows. “Oh dear God, I don’t remember when last I laughed so loudly,” Dimitri spoke, still chortling, bent double on the ground. "I don't think I have laughed like this ever!" he added, panting slightly. “I believe you as I can see that your men popped out of their hidey holes to witness this rare sight,” Kira spoke in a bemused tone. “I am glad I could make you laugh!” “I am glad too,” Dimitri spoke, now getting back to his feet and staring at her. “I had forgotten how to do that, I guess.” “Your life must be miserable if you don’t rememb