Catherine pov
I woke up from a sudden hit on my shoulder and slowly opened my eyes. Looking out the window, I saw a big, fancy house with tall, fancy gates and large gardens.
As I looked closer, I noticed the smell of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers coming in through the open window. I could hear birds chirping and cars in the distance.
Suddenly, I was pulled out of the car and taken into the house. The sight of people working as slaves inside terrified me. It made me realize that my life would never be the same.
After a long walk through the castle, we arrived at a big door. I paused to examine it, feeling like it symbolized my suffering. The two men behind me had expressions I couldn't understand as they waited for the door to open.
With a quick knock, the door creaked open, and I was pushed inside. I saw a man surrounded by three women. Their touches were intimate, and their movements were suggestive. I felt sick and wanted to close my eyes, but the two men held me tightly.
As soon as the man on the bed noticed us, he sent the women away. I heard their hurried footsteps as they left the room, and I knew that I was now at his mercy.
"I'm not sure if I should take this chance and leave," I thought to myself, my heart racing. The man's intense gaze paralyzed me, and I couldn't look away as he came closer.
The dimly lit room smelled of sweat and leather, which made me uncomfortable. I could hear heavy breathing and the clinking of chains, creating a suffocating atmosphere.
As he approached, his presence felt heavy on my skin, making every hair on my body stand up. His eyes, a stormy gray with a dark spot, stared into mine, and I couldn't help but stare back in fear.
I glanced down at the floor, trying to move away from him. Was this the man I was being sold to? I couldn't bear the thought.
"We're sorry, Alpha," one of the men holding me said, bowing his head. "But the father took longer than expected to bring her to us."
The word "Alpha" echoed in my mind like a death sentence. This was Alpha Lux, the terrifying leader who frightened everyone.
I looked up at him again, and he was even closer now, his hot breath on my face. I tried to look away, but before I could, he slapped me hard across the cheek, sending a sharp pain through my head.
"A slave like you shouldn't dare to look at the Alpha," he growled, his grip on my hair becoming painful. "And since you're here, you need to learn the rules."
I couldn't help but keep my head down, my eyes tightly closed, afraid to even blink. The weight of his power was suffocating, and I knew that I had no control over what would happen to me.
"I wasn't sold to anyone but the rude Alpha," I said, feeling pain in my cheek. My bruised skin made me feel sick. I was afraid to touch it, so I kept my hands down.
I didn't understand what the Alpha and the men were talking about. They took me back to the hallway, and I struggled to keep up. We went into another room that looked like a kitchen, and the smell of cooking food made me hungry.
All the girls stopped what they were doing and bowed their heads when they saw us. I started to feel more scared than the girls in the kitchen, wondering what was happening to me. I felt like I was being led to a terrible fate.
"There will be a new person joining you all today," the leader announced. "You all need to teach her how to behave properly while remembering that she is still important." The sound of his voice made me feel uncomfortable.
After the men left, the girls went back to their chores and ignored me. I felt frozen and useless. The girls stared at me, whispered to each other, making me feel like an object instead of a person.
My stomach made a loud noise, and the girls looked at me. The sound filled the room, making me feel hungry and embarrassed.
Then I saw a girl smiling at me, offering me a plate of food. I hesitated, unsure if I should accept it. But the smell of the food was too tempting, and my hunger overcame my fear.
As I stood there, feeling a bit better with food in my stomach, I realized that I was just a pawn in the leader's plan. I felt trapped and powerless, like a bird in a cage.
"It's okay," she said, "I'm Mora. I'm like you, but in a different way." She smiled, hoping to make me feel better.
I took the plate of food she offered and took a bite, enjoying the taste of the spices and herbs. The smell of the dish filled my nose, and I eagerly ate the vegetables and tender meat.
After finishing the food quickly, I handed the plate back to her, thanking her silently and feeling satisfied.
"If you don't mind me asking, what's your name?" she asked, looking at me.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should reveal who I really was. I met her gaze and took a deep breath before answering, "Hello, my name is Catherine."
As I said those words, I saw her surprised expression, and I wondered what had caused it. She whispered something, and I strained to hear.
"It's unbelievable!" she whispered, her eyes wide with disbelief.
Confused, I asked, "Unbelievable? What do you mean?"
She looked around nervously, as if afraid someone would hear us. Moving closer to me, she whispered, "I'm not supposed to say this, but I think you're the Alpha's chosen person, the one he has been talking about."
Her words sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.
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Catherine pov I listened carefully to her words, trying to hold back my laughter. Was she crazy to think that I could be Luna? Looking around, I observed our surroundings just like she did when we first met. The air smelled strongly of old food and sweat. I could hear the noise of pots and pans clanging and faint voices in the distance. As I leaned in to whisper, I felt her warm breath against my ear. "It's not funny," I said, sounding frustrated. "Why do you think I'm Luna? Here, everyone is a slave." Despite her serious expression, I couldn't help but find her words amusing. Suddenly, a bell rang, and everyone in the kitchen looked up and hurried out into the hallway. I watched in frustration as they scurried around, while Mora pulled my hand to lead me away. While we walked, Mora cautioned me, "Don't talk about what I told you to anyone else, or we might never see daylight again. And don't trust anyone here, they'll only get you into trouble." Leaving the kitchen, I saw a lin
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