Monica's pov*In Exile*Immediately I stepped foot into the walls of the black market, I was forever terrified.I saw what my eyes had not seen in years—this was the most horrific place that I could ever be. As I passed through the corridors of the market, I saw my wolves mate in cells, and I could not believe my eyes.People were getting tortured throughout the process, and I could hear their pains. Were they suppressing them with something? My inner wolf got weaker at this moment, as I haven't gotten food or water in the past few days.As the wolf leader walked straight through the mates of the prisoner, he came to a black door and hauled. The guards there were very huge and scary.As they looked down on us, I was already shaking and breathing rapidly.What is this place? It is so bad.The wolf leader walked down to meet the main guard in the middle and said, "Hey, big buddy, I want to see the dealer."The guard looks at him and straight down at my covered face, saying, "Hmmm, inte
Baxter’s pov *in the trinity pack* As I woke up and saw my clothes on the floor, I could not believe my eyes; I was still in the brothel after fucking a whore. I looked all around and saw her still sleeping on the bed, and I could not imagine myself still here. I had to hurry quickly and leave this place immediately. I quickly packed all my clothes and left the place, heading towards the main packing house. I would not want anyone to look at me, as I was not really friendly this time around. I had already been satisfied and had gotten all the sex that I needed. Then a thought came to my mind: What about a wife? I had not gotten a wife, and Monica ran away with my child. Anyway, that child automatically becomes an outcast, and I would not care to want them back again. As I entered the door to the pack house, my servants came to welcome me and greet me. “Gooday Alpha, and welcome back,” they said as they faced me. “Get out of my sight!” I barked at them. I would not really like
Thelma's pov *In the Alf's pack*It was raining heavily in the Alf pack, and it has been some weeks since Monica was sold to the Alpha Baxter.I was free, at least from someone who would burden me with the responsibilities of parenting a child.She was born out of a mistake. I was such a beautiful lady that almost all the wolves in the pack were attracted to me.Not until Alpha Knox came around did he wish for me and promise to love me, but I did not love him back.I just wanted to be Luna. I don't care what anyone says; I will always get what I want in whatever way it comes.The weather was very lovely, and I strode down the hallway to Alpha Watkins room, where he was sitting and enjoying the fresh breeze.I came in and looked around the room; it was such a mess. Anyway, he was really a lazy person, but I would always support anything that he said.I got closer to him and touched him by the shoulders, massaging him and making him feel good. He has been here all day, and what could h
Thelma's pov*In Alf's pack*As he dragged me and placed me on the bed, he was so determined to devour me like a meal. This was our usual stand before I even took him as my new mate.We had always met, even when I was Luna to Alpha Knox. I had always liked my lifestyle, and no one would ever tell me to stop.It was so nice to be on the same spot with him again, and with any male that I would want,My body was so smooth for him that he would always fall and always want to enter me.He looks down at me and lays on me like a chick.He started romancing me all over. Like a new whore that he just recently met on the street.Our s**t has always been the best whenever it comes to him.We would always do it for hours. He would rather lay me down for hours than anything else.He really liked women a lot, and she would never get enough of him.Awwww… !I moan all over as he starts kissing me, rubbing me all over the place, and making me feel so energetic up to the moment of turning me on."On
Monica's pov*In Exile*I looked at the wolf leader as his group had been left in the hands of the dealers.What is going to be my fate now?A hand stretched out to me and grabbed me. "Hey girl, what are you looking at? Can't you see that you are in your new home?" the dealer said to me as he looked mean in everything that he does.I stayed silent and looked around the place; it was a very dark and cold place with rats moving around.I had been taken aback by what has been happening in my life; the walls of my hope have been falling like nothing was happening.The dealer moves up to me. and looks at me. I was just getting to know this place. "Hey, did you not notice me? Maybe I will like to charge you a bit and give you our normal protocol before you go and see the rest of the miserable people like you." He spoke in a very annoying way."Protous..!" He calls outI watched as he called him.What was he going to do now, and who was Protos?Suddenly my eyes felt like those of a mighty ma
Monica's pov*In Exile*After some hours of dozing off, I awaken, and to my greatest surprise, I am surrounded by the inmates. They look at me strangely and actually wait for me to awaken.The cell was wide enough to contain as many inmates as it could, but there was not enough air, and sometimes inmates looked very unhealthy at every moment in time.The cells were separated by a metal bar and given space by each other throughout the prison. The walls of the prison were always marked with the names of dangerous inmates, some of whom were sometimes sentenced to death.It was very unfortunate for me to be in the midst of these inmates. I regained myself fully and sat in their midst. I culled myself slowly into a small enclosure and decided to stay on my own.I was sitting on my own until I heard some murmurs among them.What could they be discussing about me?I would not want to hear anything about them discussing me at this point, and I was so afraid that I could not even take a look a
Monica's pov *Exile* As the guard passes our cell, everyone froze at their position, It seems he was attracted to our cell as he heard some noise towards it. I notice that no one would like the move and they would not like to be called by the cell guard for the punishment for disturbance. I stood still there and could not move, he walks to our cell and peeps inside, immediately our eyes meet and something triggered in him that something was wrong in the cell. But he was not too sure. As he peeps at me me, I had wanted to report my maltreatment to the guard but as I glanced to my cell inmates, I could not do anything but to be more afraid of them than they cell guard so I acted like nothing was happening in the cell, so I stood still and kept a normal but tired face. He looks around the space of the cell from eye ball to eye ball "you little rats better behave yourself, he said as he inspect the cell thoroughly," as he was about to go, something got in his mind as he came back t
Monica's povWhile in exileI looked at her, and she looked back at me, and at that moment she smiled, and I could not thank her enough for making me see a little hope in the cell.I got closer to her and stayed beside her."Thank you so much for your assistance; I really appreciate it. It was very helpful to me," I said to her as I showed her how much I really needed that help.As she moved a little bit and smiled back again. "Yeah, no problems, dear. Nothing would happen; you look fragile, and I could not think twice about helping you," she says. "You don't need to be treated as well as many of us in the cell.I nodded in agreement and shook her hand. I was very grateful to her for her help, and I could not explain it better.They looked quietly at the other inmates and still saw that they were asleep. Many of those that were in the prison were actually sleeping at that time, and nothing happens at this time in the morning.We would just have to wait for the guard to hit the bells f