Mera. "Ah—" I screamed, lifting my foot in agony to find a sharp nail piercing the bottom of my foot. "Mera, what happened?" Hannah came over to me and she blanched and screamed, "Oh my god! You have a nail driven deep into your foot!" I held onto the wall through the excruciating pain, tears welling up in my eyes as I fought to keep them from flowing. Hannah assisted me to sit down and she moved up to scrutinize the bottom of my foot. "How did nails suddenly appear in your shoes?" I kept my head down and thought hard. I hadn't offended anyone. There was only one person in this castle who wanted to harm me, and that was Everly. She thinks I seduced her master and stole her center position, so she wants to harm me. "This is not good, we need to get a nurse to sterilize it quickly." Hannah said worriedly. I stood up on one foot and Hannah helped me. We were about to go out the door when Mistress Hawthorne came thr
Mera.I was rudely thrown inside the cage, and the iron door was mercilessly closed. I was in the middle of it, like a small bird trapped in the endless darkness.I shivered with cold as the cold metal of the cage touched my skin.I leaned against the cage, feeling my entire being fall into deep helplessness.The big truck had started, the rumbling engine belching out pungent black smoke as the cage shuddered slightly.Am I leaving this castle so soon?I see a figure rapidly approaching in the shadows while a loud voice reaches my ears, "Stop!"Mistress Hawthorne arrives in a hurry, she stops the truck from starting and opens the cage with her key."The Alpha of the Blood Moon pack has just paid a deposit and reserved you from the castle. Lucky girl, you've got two Alpha's swooning over you." Mistress Hawthorne crossed her arms and leaned against the truck."Do I... not have to leave?" I asked blankly."Of course! You're going to be sold to the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack for a much
Garyson.I want to mark my mate now. But she's human, so I can't mark her.Marking is something every werewolf must do when mating. Especially the more powerful the werewolf, the more they crave the satisfaction that comes with marking.My cock pushed deep into her and her head threw back as she let out a loud moan. There was no pain in her moans, only pleasure."Mark her!" My wolf growled over and over inside me. He wanted me to mark our mate. He fought me like a madman for control of my body."Shut up! Don't I want to do it?" I do my best to keep it down inside me.I pressed against Mera's body, smelling her faint body odor, which was extremely attractive to me.Every trace of the aroma seemed to have a mysterious power that pulled me in and made me mesmerized by her. It was not only a physical sensation, but also a deep psychological attraction.She is my mate! I will mark her!In an instant, this crazy thought swept through my brain!I reached out my canines, moved closer to her s
Garyson.When I learned that Mera was about to be sold to the Crescent Moon pack, I'll admit that my insides panicked.I immediately made an advance deposit to the castle under my true identity, Alpha of the Blood Moon pack, and made it clear that the person I wanted was Mera.With that done, I climbed up to the second floor balcony and saw a large truck from above, with Mera locked in a steel cage.She was hugging herself and her body was trembling terribly. My heart ached at what had happened to her.I could barely control the urge to get her out myself, but I couldn't. In the castle, she and I could only be master and slave, and could not be found out any more than that.Hawthorne releases her from the cage and I see that she can't land on her right foot, probably injured.I quickly went downstairs and stood at the top of the stairs waiting for my mate.I finally saw her!Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were slightly red, she could only hop and walk on her left foot, and there wa
Mera. I was given a power wheelchair by my master. He personally adjusted the height of the power wheelchair and the angle of the seat for me to make sure I could sit comfortably. This makes it easier for me to move around without having to hop on one foot to walk. Despite my right foot injury, I still need to take lessons. Because Mistress Hawthorne said, "The new lessons only require you to sit." So, I drove my motorized wheelchair to the classroom on time. There were already many girls in the classroom. They all stopped communicating the moment they saw me and instead stared in disbelief, as if they were incredulous at my presence. They surrounded me and asked questions. "Mera, weren't you sold to the Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack?" "Why did you appear here? Did the Alpha back out?" I looked at them and smiled as I explained, "There were some twists and turns.Mistress Hawthorne did intend to sell me to the Crescent Moon pack, but then something changed." They made a no
Mera. I can't believe what I'm hearing? Learning to moan? What? Everyone was in shock when we heard Mistress Hawthorne's words. Her comments were like a bombshell that froze the entire classroom in silence. I looked around and saw the surprise in the eyes of the other girls. Hannah sat next to me and she patted the back of my hand fiercely."Mera, did I hear it wrong?" Her mouth is slightly open and her nostrils flare in disbelief. "You didn't hear it wrong. I heard it too." I shook my head, my expression very grave. "Learning... moan... It's an insult." Her expression was one of shame and anger, her voice tinged with trembling. I saw her clench her fists, her knuckles glowing a shade of white. "I can't stand to be treated like this." She said angrily. I held her hand to stop her trembling. "We have no choice." I breathed deeply. She suddenly deflated and loosened her clenched fists.
Mera. After class, we went to have a meal together. It was one of the rare moments of free time for us. The rest of the time, we were either in class or in bed having sex with our master. The food the castle prepared for us was very healthy, or rather bland. Each of us was given a ration of food, this was to prevent us from overeating and gaining weight. Salmon with salad, whole wheat sandwich with avocado and some fruit was my food for the day. Hannah sits across from me and frowns at her plate, obviously feeling a little bummed out about today's dinner as well. "This salmon is okay, but it always feels like it's lacking something." Hannah shrugged, expressing her feelings. "I feel the same way. Very monotonous." I nodded and shoved a piece of salmon into my mouth, chewing mechanically. "Do you remember life outside the castle? I'd almost forgotten." Hannah reminisced about the past with a twinkle of nostalgia in her eyes. I stopped chewing and fell into a brief silence befor
Mera. Ever since my master helped me retrieve my parents' ashes, I discovered that he wasn't as indifferent as the other werewolves in the castle. I've found him caring for me on many occasions. For example, he would get me a nurse after I hurt my foot, and he would worry about my difficulty in walking to prepare a wheelchair for me. These small gestures warmed my heart and made me feel that he cared. So when I learned of Everly's punishment, I couldn't help but wonder if he had anything to do with it. I wanted to know the answer, so I asked straight out. He didn't answer quickly after hearing my question, but sat on the couch looking at me with a smile on his face. "I did." He waited for a moment before answering frankly. Although I was happy to hear his answer, I was still puzzled in my mind. "Why? You're not cold like the other werewolves, on the contrary, you always help me." "Because you're my..." He paused before continuing, "Slave." "Don't say another word about this.