THREE FULL MOONS LATER... "My queen," the guard announced from the doorway, startling Mildred, who had been wrestling with nerves. It has been going on for several days. "What is it?" she inquired. "The royal visitors have arrived the planes of the kingdom." Mildred sprang from
"Oh, that's excellent. I should get ready then." Morpheus headed for the bath but paused, turning to Mildred with a cocky grin. "Do you want to scrub my back?" Mildred eagerly agreed, starting to remove her dress. She was always enthusiastic to be with Morpheus. When they were both nude, he lifted
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LAIKA I woke from the noise outside. People were running, pushing things in their way. Screams, shrieks, and cries of children filled the air. I stood up from the ground, confused, and my whole body ached like it had been pierced with pins. This was from the torture my mate Alpha Khalid gave me
LAIKA Five years later... "Scrub the floor! You lazy mutt!" Madam Theresa, my supervisor yelled and threw the towel at me. It hit my face and fell to the floor. "I need the floor sparkling; you have done nothing, and The Alpha and his cohort would return to the pack any moment from now.
LAIKA The pack was festive as The Alpha and his cohort arrived and were settling into their tents. Tables were set around the pack center and meals were displayed. Werewolves and she-wolves gathered around all looking cheerful. Madam Theresa forbade me from going to the ceremony because I was not f
LAIKA Madam finally removed me from working for Alpha Karim. I was not assigned to another warrior, rather I was asked to serve at the bar where men gather and drink away their sorrows. The people at the bar were kinder than Madam Theresa and Erika and I preferred to stay all day in the bar t
LAIKA I began to run through the woods. If I would die, I would not die without a fight. As I ran, the rustling of leaves turned to pounding footsteps behind me. Tears streamed down my cheeks now, and I panted as I ran. I looked back occasionally to see if I would catch sight of whatever it w