“If there is nothing else, I shall leave,” I said softly after a long minute of standing by Lucian’s side. It seemed like he doesn’t need my service anymore. “Did I tell you to?” From the papers he was busy with, his eyes flicked up to mine, sending a burning sensation in my stomach. I had a decent lunch but why do I feel so weak when he’s looking at me this dark? “I just assume that you want me to…” I swallowed the bile in my throat. “I thought I need to work alongside the maids during the day.” I just felt like it would be better for me to work under Mathilda even when I get punished for my clumsiness, than be at Lucian’s side. His presence suffocates me, it’s like I can never be safe around him. I don’t know why I feel that way. Maybe because the first time we met he promised me unfathomable wrath. I am someone at his disposal, the reason why every second around him is like lying in a bed with an axe hanging on my neck threatening to end my life at any moment. “Yes, that is righ
I was told by Lucian to stay in the car. He went to the building alone and his men also stayed in the car. I had never been in the council before, so I just stared out of the car’s window and saw the building was tall. The council is the law enforcer of the city. They hold the districts together and make sure that the people follow the law. However, when it came to changing alphas, they don’t concern themselves with it. And now that I see Lucian can easily enter the council after seizing a pack like a savage, he must have a connection with them. I don’t feel bad though. The Alpha’s position is his rightful place and it was only right for him to claim it. Peering through the window, I noticed the sky was gloomy. It seemed like it was going to rain soon. I just stayed silent while looking outside and watching people pass by. I don’t know how long it had been, but when I saw Lucian going out of the building, the rain suddenly poured. “Damn,” he muttered when he got inside the car. He
I want to deny that I was staring at him because I was embarrassed, but I know doing that is futile, so I just stayed silent and faced the window on my side, refusing to even catch a glimpse of him. The window's glass started to blurry because of the rain but I still looked outside. Thankfully, he didn’t mock me more and gave me silence. Soon the car parked in front of a warehouse somewhere at the outskirts of the city. I hesitantly and nervously followed Lucian out of the car when he got off first. The afternoon breeze met me as I stepped out. The sun was setting, which explains why the air is beginning to become colder. I looked around and saw an old dilapidated building in front. There were no houses around and beyond the building is a vast field. The place is silent and it seems like other than us, there is no one else here. I felt the urge to ask Lucian what are we doing here but I remember that Slaves do not ask questions, they only answer. So I just kept it to myself and walk
LUCIAN My eyes flicked to Igor, one of the men I brought as guards, when he pushed Elisa forward which caused her to fall to her knees. The dirt from the ground went to the gray skirt of her dress. My jaw clenched. For some reason, I was suddenly enraged. “Did I tell you to push her?” I couldn’t hide the annoyance in my tone as I asked Igor. She is my slave, therefore I only have the right to do whatever I want with her. Nobody else holds that power. I can’t tolerate it, not even my people. “But she wasn’t listening, Alpha. I was trying to help—” “Well, your help wasn’t necessary,” I cut him off. “She goes with me in my car. How am I supposed to share the same seat with her when she’s covered with dirt?” I can feel the veins in my temples pulsating because I was very pissed. “She’s my slave, not yours so you can’t just hit her when you like. That is my job. Do you get me, Igor?” I don’t know why I’m so angry about it since it’s just something trivial. But the ferocious beast in me
ELISA Sitting beside Lucian with tears in my eyes, I allowed the haunting memories to surface and a shiver ran down my spine, eliciting an involuntary tremor that coursed through my entire being. The recollection of that harrowing scene, etched deeply into my mind, seemed to replay with vivid clarity, as if time had momentarily folded in upon itself. Lucian, a figure whose name would forever be linked to terror in my memory, held absolute control over the situation. Each crack of the whip seemed to slice through the air, the sound reverberating with a chilling resonance that echoed within my soul. The men, subjected to this merciless punishment, bore the physical and emotional agony in their anguished cries, their pleas for mercy like desperate echoes in the night. My heart sank as I remembered being forced to bear witness to the unimaginable brutality. Lucian, a sinister master of manipulation, had intentionally stripped away my agency, entrapping me in a web of horror from which t
"What is it, Alpha?" I stammered, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and uncertainty. Lucian and I found ourselves confined within the walls of his room; the space that had once felt familiar now transformed into an unsettling prison. The lingering echoes of our heated exchange earlier had dissipated, leaving behind a suffocating silence. Gone was the fleeting surge of courage that had emboldened me to challenge him, for now I stood before him, vulnerable and defenseless. The memories of his violent display, the merciless whipping of those helpless men, were seared into my mind, replaying over and over again like a haunting nightmare. It was a chilling reminder of the depths of darkness that resided within him. The power dynamic between us had shifted dramatically. I, who had once dared to defy him, now found myself teetering on the edge of tears, my spirit crushed under the weight of his dominance. Every fiber of my being trembled with the anticipation of one wrong move, one gest
As nightfall draped the room in shadows, Lucian returned, his presence commanding attention. My eyes instinctively focused on the assortment of boxes he carried, ranging in size and shape. My curiosity burned within me, eager to unravel the mysteries they held, but I dared not voice my inquiries. Silence hung heavy in the air, mingling with the palpable tension that always accompanied his return. Soon, the aroma of his dinner wafted through the room, signaling the arrival of his meal. I prepared myself to assume my usual position by his side, ready to attend to his needs with the utmost obedience. But before I could take a step forward, his voice cut through the silence, startling me. "Take a seat and join me," he uttered, his words ringing with an unexpected invitation. Disbelief gripped me, freezing my movements as I processed the magnitude of his words. It felt like a miraculous revelation, an unimaginable turn of events that defied the established boundaries of our relationship.
As I gingerly lifted the emerald dress from the box, a surge of emotions welled up within me. The exquisite fabric shimmered under the soft glow of the room, reflecting the anticipation that danced in my eyes. It was a garment of transformation, symbolizing not only the grandeur of the lunar festival but also a personal milestone in my journey. The lunar festival had always held a mystique that eluded me, even in my earlier years when my father still reigned as the alpha of the pack. I had been confined to the confines of my room, locked away from the festivities and celebrations. My weakness, a trait my father despised, had deemed me unworthy of participating in the pack's sacred traditions. It was my strong brothers who had basked in his love and admiration, while I remained hidden, a forgotten entity in the shadows. But tonight, everything had changed. Against all odds, I found myself on the cusp of joining the pack's most significant celebration—the lunar festival, a moment when