Three

“I swear it wasn’t me!” I exclaimed, trying to shield myself from the roaring growing crowd.

I was framed today. This is just my second week working in this bar, and I have received nothing but bad treatment from my co-workers.

The boss, who to date I don’t know his name, has done nothing about the way I’m treated.

So his niceness was only a one-time thing. He wasn’t even so nice.

I came to work this morning, and all of a sudden I was detained at the bar entrance.

I asked what was going on, but they only shut me up, saying I stole from the bar and attempted to poison the customers.

Now, I’m being paraded to the Alpha’s residence for judgment.

I don’t know much about the Alpha or what he looks like. But I’ve heard a lot of rumors saying he’s brutal and unforgiving.

Whoever did this, wants me gone. And not just out of the pack, but out of the surface of the earth.

I was being pushed in the direction of the Alpha’s mansion. And when we got there, one of the men shoved me and rang the bell on the mansion’s black gate.

“You’re making a huge mistake. I have done nothing wrong!” I said, trying to struggle out of their grasp.

“The Alpha will decide that. Now shut up you crazy unwanted reject,” the other aggressive handler said.

I decided to be quiet and see what they wanted to do with me. Because deep down, I know I have done nothing wrong.

The gate opened up, and we were taken to the front of the huge mansion, where a guard came and directed us to the council area.

I was forced to sit on a chair, with my hands cuffed.

“What the heck is wrong with you people? How can you keep me here without any proof that I’m in the wrong?” I asked, raising my voice a bit.

Just as I was about to continue my protest, someone spoke from behind me.

“Language.” I snapped my head in the direction the voice came from. It sounded very familiar.

It was my boss from work. The cold ignorant man who had forced me to work for him.

I see this man has a thing for dramatic entrances. I watched as he made his way to the seat which looked like it held the most respect in the room.

He sat in the chair and they began the judgment. “Bring in the evidence,” one of the council members said.

A man walked in with a doctor's slip. And papers that looked like printed photos. Right behind him was my co-worker, Jenna—the same one who had addressed me rudely that day.

In her hands was my work bag, and it was open with money spilling from it.

“That’s impossible. I brought that bag in this morning and it was empty. Where did it come from?” I asked, attempting to get up from the chair, but I was tied down.

“Quiet. You do not speak unless spoken to,” my boss said. I still don’t know his name.

He glanced at the evidence and then at me. “The offender was found guilty. You are to leave Silver Moon pack before dawn,” he said, relaxing his body in his seat.

“Mm, mm nope, what sort of biased judgment is this? Is it because I am not one of you people?” I asked, starting to tear up because I had nowhere else to go.

“You have a choice,” one of the council members said.

“I’ll take that please, please just don’t banish me for something I didn’t do,” I pleaded.

“Okay then you resume work as a slave in Alpha’s mansion tomorrow,” he said, “case closed.”

Now hold on, what is even going on?

“So I’m being tossed about because I’m weak?” I asked, sobbing lightly.

“I’m not going to be your slave,” I said. A guard came up to me, taking off the cuffs from my wrists.

Without hesitating, the Alpha, who is also my boss, spoke, “Kill her.”

My eyes grew wide at his final judgment. Is this man crazy? “Alex, no. She’ll do good as a slave, you’ve shed enough blood in just one week,” one of the council members said.

Is this man this brutal? And his name is Alex.

He let out a long sigh and turned to me, “Slave or death?”

“Slave!” I agreed immediately. As much as I’d like not to worship the ground a useless man walks on, I wouldn’t want to die just yet.

“Get her out of my sight before I change my mind,” he said, picking up his phone from the table and relaxing in his seat.

The guard who uncuffed me took me out of the chamber and into the mansion.

He took me to a very small room, shoved me in the room, and shut the door, locking it.

“You resume work tomorrow, rejected whore,” the guard said through the door.

I sat on the tiny bed and thought about my life for a bit. How did I get here?

****

“Come in,” Alex ordered. I went into the room, pushing the cleaning cart in with me.

I was given the duty of cleaning his bedroom and home office twice a day. I am on my second cleaning now, which is the evening cleaning.

I have been a slave for almost two weeks now. And I can’t say it has been the best experience, but also not the worst.

Alex, my boss, has been showing mixed emotions towards me. One moment he’s nice, the other he’s a beast.

I stationed the cleaning cart beside the door and took out the dusting brush and cleaning rag.

I walked to the other end of the massive room, where I always start my cleaning from the inside out.

I began by cleaning the windows, paying no attention to the heartless man who sat on his bed, working on his computer.

ALEX’s POV

I watched as she dusted the windows and the furniture in my room, making sure to touch every corner.

Her uniform made it hard for me to control my recent growing lust for her. I’m not old enough to be her father, but I know she’s way younger than me.

I was 33, and that girl looked no more than 19. I still don’t know her name, and neither do I care to know.

But the short-skimpy-white dress she had on, and the black apron over it, made me feel like taking her right there by the window.

“Clean the floors”, I ordered her, looking back at my laptop.

“That will be done with a mop. Sir,” she replied rudely—the urge to choke her till she passed out.

“Clean the floor with the rag in your hand. Now,” I ordered again, closing my laptop and getting off my bed.

I leaned on the bed frame which rested on my room wall, crossing my arms and observing her tiny body.

“I said, that will be done with a mop.” She stood straight now, facing me with her arms crossed.

“Kill this worthless peasant”, my wolf, Alex said. However, it felt good conversing with my wolf since we bore the same name. But I won’t be following that order.

“Get on your knees,” I ordered her, opening the top drawer of my bed stand and picking out a thin punishment belt.

She stood confused at my order. “Did I stutter? Get on your knees now,” I ordered again. She immediately got on her knees, looking up at me.

“Turn around.” I know this is wrong, but I can’t help myself. Something about this girl is tempting.

Elana

“What does he want to do to us?” Tally asked me. “So now you appear after leaving me for so long,” I said, but she had disappeared again.

I don’t know why she does that.

“I should turn around, why?” I asked Alex, my voice trembling in fear.

“Don’t question my orders. Do it again, and I swear to the moon goddess I’ll kill you without thinking twice. Now turn around on your knees,” he ordered, leaning on his bed frame with a belt in his palm and arms crossed.

To say I was scared is an understatement. I turned around on my knees and sat balancing on my heels.

“Now get the rag and clean the floor,” he said.

I reached for the rag that was on the curtain holder and bent over to clean the floor.

I could feel cold air coming into contact with my exposed thighs and underwear.

I felt uncomfortable and had no other choice but to obey.

I was cleaning a smudge on the floor when I heard his footsteps growing behind me. In a couple of seconds, the man was standing hovering over me.

I froze in my spot. “Get up,” he ordered. I slowly stood, still not turning around. “Take off your clothes.”

“No I will not do that,” I said, attempting to move away from his reach. But before I could even take a second step, a hand caught me by my neck and drew me closer to his body.

Now my back area was in contact with his bulge. This is disgusting. This man is too old for me. How can he be doing this?

“I don’t consent to this,” I said, tears building up in my eyes slowly and rolling down my cheeks.

He lowered his body, so his mouth was on the same level as my ear, then he spoke.

“I’m the Alpha, I don’t need your consent. You’re residing in my territory, you do what I say. Or do you want me to kick you out?” He asked, “Mind you, I have the power to inform all other packs of the crimes you committed here.” He threatened.

He wouldn’t dare spread false rumors about me. But then it’s Alex, the Alpha of the Silver Moon pack. He can do anything.

I stood still in my position. His bulge pressed into my ass. I can’t lie and say I didn’t like the feeling, it aroused me how dominating and brutal he was.

But it was completely wrong. I’m his slave, and he’s too old for me.

I was still quiet as his hands explored every inch of my body. Taking off my uniform, he squeezed my breasts lightly.

My body was exploding with adrenaline and fear.

“Good girl”, Alex whispered in my left ear, his tone vibrant and husky, as he slipped his fingers into my underwear.

A groan escaped his throat and shivers went down my spine and in-between my legs.

I was about to sleep with the Alpha of Silver Moon pack.