MasukThe Alpha
I watch as the little survant takes off running long brown hair blowing behind her, thick thighs sliding her dress just below her ass as she runs. The wolf inside my head growls crawing at me to chase after her "soon....." i tell him. The urge to chase her down and teach her a lession on manners has my skin itching. Doesnt she know better? You never run from a wolf expecially not a alpha..... we live for the hunt our primal nature driving each and everyone of us. And me ohhh.... i just found my next prey. " You can run but you can't hid little mouse" i say turning and heading for my office.
Shoving the doors to my study open i walk in and see my beta lounging in the chair in front of my desk. A solider sitting in the chair next to him. Both of them jumping up and bowing " Alpha Damien i have urgent news from Genral warren". I stop short at his words"what everr it is, it better be good alex" I grumble taking my seat behind my desk grab my quill and ink and start writing. He steps forward a smile wide on his face "the General has reported back" his words snap my attention away from my ink. " They found the rouge out post just outside a village in Mongoria it's two days ride due north" the solider says taking a step forward" but the rouges are heavily gaurded". "KILL THEM ALL!!" Xavior my wolf growls in my head. Ive been waiting weeks to find their out post. A group rouges have been raiding villages under the orders of a man named Grogory. He's a mad man killing wolves and humans a like stealing and burning homes. He's burned three small villages so far. MY VILLAGES! "Take 100 soliders and irradicate them" i say leaning back in my chair. The soliders eyes buldge, the look of fear spreading across his face "b-but my alpha the rouges! 100 men isn't enough" his worlds coming out it a rush" we will all di.." The quill in my hand snaps and im ripping his tounge out of his mouth beofre he has the chance to finish has sentence. Blood is pooring from his mouth causing him to choak. The sound mixing with my meniacle laugh as he falls to be floor.Crouching down in front of him i toss the remanence of his tounge at his feet, his face is slowly turning blue while he grabs at his throat. "perhaps in your next life you will remember not to question your alpha" o spit a him. His eyes have turned blood shot, his face now fading into a deep redish-purple, the evil smile on my face the last thing he sees before he closes his pothetic eyes.
Alex is leaning against my desk, the look of boardom on his face" man should of kept his mouth shut" he shrugs. Standing and walking away from the solider staining my rug. I hand him two peices of paper "Send word to gentral warren, tell him too burn it" "NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE"! The power radiating off me has him bowing his in submition."Yes alpha" he says turning to deliver the message. "and alex... bring me a file of everyone on that list" he stops stort the look of confusion on his face as he looks the list over."Servant files? What do you want with these" he says looking up at me."Dont question me !" i snap.Alex has been my beta sense i took my place as alpha and my best friend sense we were pups. If it werent for that fact he would be laying next to the man of the floor. Taking a deep breath and calming myself i look at my friend" just bring it to me alright". He just nods and walks out.
Ive been on edge lately this rouge has my people worried and afraid. When a wolf goes rouge they become twisted in the head like a rabid dog. This gregory hes testing the waters i know it! Causing unrest making me look weak. We have been hunting them for weeks and nothing,yet villages still burn and people still die. I could careless about the humans but when wolves start dieing by the hands of rouges, eyes turn to me. People start to talk and the council is starting to question my judgement. Between this and lackof a mate, i have them breathing down my neck. Agreeing to take regina as my chosen mate shut them up for a while but this rouge has them growing boulder by the day, questioning my rule."I wont fucking have it!"the papers on my desk go flieing across the room glass shattering aginst the far wall. "BENAMIN!" I shout my voice shaking the walls. A second later the old man scurries in with his head bowed"yes your majesty" he says his voice low in respect. Out of all the personal servants ive had he is the only one i havnt killed yet and for good reason. After ten years he knowns when my temper is at a boiling point. He doesnt ask question just does what hes told. keeps things just the way i like them and stays the fuck out of my way. since taking him on ive hired three more servants all of them now dead. Standing and heading for the door "i want this cleaned before i get back""im going for a run"I say not sparing him a look.
Two hours later im running though the woods. Its the only thing that actually helps ease the rage. Coming to a stop pn all fours. My lungs burn as i breath in a deep breath. The smell of warm vanilla fills my nose again her scent still lingering on my body, it has my mouth watering. She didnt run into me on accident i planted myself right in her path. I was heading to reginas room to tell her the mating ceramony willl be postponed untill after the rouges are delt with. The longer the better, the woman is a block of ice and no attration to me. But the councle insist i take a mate. Being the alpha if i dont the consiquences for my pack could be dyer. My mind wanders back to the servant girl i spotted her just as she was reaching the top of the steps to the east wing. Checks flush red as she tried to catch her breath. she's breathtaking with bright blue eyes light frecals dotting her cheeks. Her long brown hair would wrap so perfectly around my wrist. Her pink full lips parted as she breaths deep trying to catch her breath. The servant dress shes wearing pulling snug around her thick hips tan thighs just begging to be marked up. My wolf is salavating in my head not that i can blame him "she does look good enough to eat" i tell him.With a single look im infatuated the urge to possess her own her has my wolf raging in my head fighting for control "Who the hell needs this many stairs" she said throwing her arms up. I honestly couldnt help but laugh the girl had a spark to her and it had my wolf pacing in my head he loves to taunt the spitfires. As do i. The fact that she was so oblivious to her surounding was intreeging most servant make it a point to be aware of us.Better to be aware than dead.
The fear in her eyes when she took off running towards the east hall sealed her fate. Its no fun to play with the humans if they dont run and ohh is she a runner. Unforanetly for her i love a good chase. I couldnt resist the urge to follow her when she took off. Maybe it was boredom hell if i know but when she stopped at reginas door and filex opened the door i wasnt surprised that slut has been throwing her self at me for weeks .i was realived when i beta told me about her and filex i couldnt give a shit who she fucks as long as i dont have to hear her cringe worthy voice. I was standing maybe twinty feet behind her hidden in the shadows .I couldnt hear what she was saying but i watched her look over her shoulders panic still evident of her face mumbleing something about regina. She couldnt see me ...but filex could a smirk pulling up on his smug face as he grabbed her pulling her into the room and shutting the door. Every fiber of my being wants to rip the door off the hinges and knock that smug look off his face.But letting regina know im aware of her little fling with the duke would only cause a headace for me.This girl has clearly not versed in the rules and expectaions of servants in a castel but ohh how she will learn when i get my hands on her.....
The AlphaI watch as the little survant takes off running long brown hair blowing behind her, thick thighs sliding her dress just below her ass as she runs. The wolf inside my head growls crawing at me to chase after her "soon....." i tell him. The urge to chase her down and teach her a lession on manners has my skin itching. Doesnt she know better? You never run from a wolf expecially not a alpha..... we live for the hunt our primal nature driving each and everyone of us. And me ohhh.... i just found my next prey. " You can run but you can't hid little mouse" i say turning and heading for my office. Shoving the doors to my study open i walk in and see my beta lounging in the chair in front of my desk. A solider sitting in the chair next to him. Both of them jumping up and bowing " Alpha Damien i have urgent news from Genral warren". I stop short at his words"what everr it is, it better be good alex" I grum
HopeThe door to lady reginas room swings open but its not reginas cold face that im graced with but the man from the dungons whos name i have yet to learn. I shift on my feet as he looks me over, the bordom clear on his face" and who are you" he speaks his voice rough like leather. Looking over my shoulder i step forward egar to get out of this hallway" Lady regina requested me" i rush out. Looking past me a smirk pulls at the corner of his lips "ahhhh very well come on then" A loud squeek leave my lips as im pulled the rest of the way into the room. His hand wrapping around my waist, pulling me flush against him the other shutting the door behind me. The sudden movement causes me to stumble over my feet. Letting go of me i straighten my shoulders quickly adusting my dress. My face is red werewolf or not hes handsome. And i am simply not versed in the feel of a mans hands on my body. Steping back he lau
HopeThe sound of people banging and clattering about has my eyes snapping open amd my heart rate jumping in alarm. For a second i dont know where i am or whats happening and then everything from the past week coming crashing into me like a stones being throw. Being aressted. the cells, the wolves, being a sevant in serves to those fucking monsters. I groan and sit up my head pounding from the sudden rush of information coming back to my brain. Maria rushes in worry and aggravation written all over her face" Girls get up , what are you doing !" hurry dress and meet me in the kitchen" We musint be late!" She off in a hurry yelling the same at the girls in the rooms next to ours . I look over and fran is slowly sliding on her flats sleep evidant in her face." ugghhh what time is it" she says plopping back on the bed face down. Chuckling i throw my pillow at her" 5am i think " she jumps up "5AM !! WHAT IS WRONG
HopeLife is bitter sweet it has a way of breaking you and blessing you at the same time. My life was my blessing i guess i should be thankful but the rage sitting in the pit of my stomach makes it hard to be greatful for anything even getting to live. After being waved off by her highness regina, maria hurried us along to the servants quarters. Turning down several lavash hallways we reach a worn brown wooden door that leads down a dingy set of stairs to our new living quarters. As we decend the stairs she starts rambaling on about what is expected of us. " Do not speak unless spoken to" always be properly dressed" when adressed eyes to the floor" "scrub the floors, polish the silver, serve the food dress the ladies blah blah blah her voice is soft but stern. Her eyes find mine " and absolutly no disrespect or lip of any kind"" they will not hesitate to punish you" she says. Maybe she can see the distas
HopeThe light is blinding to my sensitive eyes as we emerge from the depths of the cellar. we are hurried along a wide hallway leading to huge wooden double doors. The sound of men shouting as the prisioners huddle together booms in my ears. Blinking to adust to the change of light i look around taking in my surroundings. We are standing in what looks to be a large cathedral. Its beautiful marbel floors lined with gold and giant floor to celling pillars covered in intricate patterens and vines. Lanters line the walls iluminating the large room. Ive never seen anything so beautiful. A large fireplace cut out into the wall burns the chill of winter away. At the end of the room steps climb to a platform, a large metal chair sits in the center, barbwire thorns weave down from top to the legs of firce looking chair. My mind is racing Its a thrown not a chair!" This is a ballroom my heart rate picks up. We are in
HopeHate it radiates from every cell in my body. It burns with every breath i take as i drag my tired feet through the mud beneth me forcing myself to stand when i hear the men shouting from the door keeping us locked in this god forsaken place. I can hear the cough of a small girl no more than 10 in the cell next to mine, her chains rattiling with every shake of her shoulders. i wonder what she did to get here. Shes weak we all are, no food or water for two days will do that to you. The dougens smell of sulfure and desparation. Its dark with a single dimly lit lantern sitting in the corner. It flickers from the small breeze coming from beneath the doungen door. My name is hope, its kind of funny if you think about it considering the situation me and countless other from my little village are in. I was thrown in here three days ago for getting caught stealing bread from one of the merchants. You see thirty y







