My Brute Alpha (The Alpha and His Omega #1)

CHAPTER ONE**It's so cold.The ground is moist and stinky; the boy sitting on the ground of the small old storage room has whip scars all over his body, and the rags he wore are torn in several areas from the brutality of the flogging he has just received. His weak body crumbles from both hunger and pain, even more haunting is the knowledge that they will soon be back.They will make him suffer more, and his frail body may not be able to take it this time. As though jinxing himself to another round of punishment, the wooden door suddenly flies open and Rene cowers backward, his frantic eyes are wide with plea when several towering figures looms above him like a frightening shadow. "Has our little thief learned his lesson yet?" Hugo, the head of the kitchen servant sneers, crouching down to meet Rene's panicked gaze with a malicious smile. Rene does not respond; his lips tighten of their own accord; even if he begs, they will still hurt him anyway, perhaps even more. He won't g

CHAPTER THREE**It has been several days since the warriors returned triumphantly. Tonight, the chief of the Akleri is hosting a grand feast to celebrate his sons, Eren and Aston, on their victory. The moon is full outside, and the sound of laughter and merriment can be heard throughout the castle and the entire village. Rene paces nervously. Everyone is so busy, and there couldn't be a better opportunity. This tiny room where his mother lies smells strongly like sickness and stale herbs.Rene has already gathered their belongings, which only consist of a few rags they wear as clothes. "Mother, there's no time left!" "No, I won't leave. We will get caught, and you will be hurt again," Vera's eyes glitter with tears as she stares at Rene, who is still limping from the bruises he has suffered from the other servants. Rene sighs exasperatedly, he has been trying to convince his mother that this isn't a scheme that will land them punishment. It's real, they are going to escape."

CHAPTER FIVE**Rene is escorted to the royal kitchen by several guards, his blood rises with trepidation when Hugo hands him the tray containing food meant for the prisoner. "You better hold it well," Hugo, the servant head, sneers when the tray nearly slips from Rene's shaky hands. The rumours have spread amongst the slaves of how Rene had planned to escape with his mother. Hugo thinks that the punishment is too light; flogging the scums to death or drowning them in boiling water had been the punishment for slaves who tried to escape the clan in the past."I wish that I could be there to watch you get ravished by that monster." Hugo smirks at Rene who shoots him with a glare, forgetting their status for a moment. "I want to see the princess just once!" Rene pleads with the guards, but they don't pay him any mind.Kyra may be his only hope if he can beg her more to help persuade the Chief__"Leave us, I want to speak to him alone," Kyra enters the kitchen, and the guards, cooks,

CHAPTER SEVEN** Rene wants to cry, he wants to scream, but his throat feels patched and he can only stare In terror and complete aghast. Isn't this barbarian's ankles supposed to be chained to the wall? Then, moving so close to the door should have been impossible.If this Alpha can easily cut off the chains around his wrists and ankles and move freely, then has he only been pretending to be restrained__? Escaping should be easy for him.The few thoughts in Rene's head scatter like a gust of wind when the chains rattle against the dungeon floor and a strong beefy arm snatches around his waist, pulling him against a solid chest. Rene's heart skips a beat when the captive's hot breath brushes against his ears. The heat emanating from the barbarian's skin where he touches Rene makes his flesh burn."Did you not drug me so that I will rut with you?" Lyrien growls with cold rage mixed with thick lust that oozes straight from his groin. His feral fangs are drawn in a savage snarl,

CHAPTER NINE**Javier has devoted his life to being one of the protectors of his clan ever since he was a young fourteen-year-old male. He has served his clan loyally for fifteen years, becoming one of the best warriors and rising steadfastly in ranks.His father, who used to be the right-hand warrior to the Chief, had died during one of the numerous battles with the Dahome, and Javier has been trained since his childhood to take over his father's place. His position, serving the Chief directly will be official once he gets married to the princess. Gaining power and fame is important, it is what everyone told him. He had tried to let go of his emotions and not allow love and lust to rule him, marrying Princess Kyra will elevate his status and make him one of the most respected male, but as the days to their nuptial ceremony draws closer, Javier finds that he is more and more exceedingly unhappy. He wants Rene. Most days, the need makes his body throb achingly. Damn the Clan rule