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Let Me Die
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2026-09-17 22:49:46
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Slave to the Savage Alpha The Story of the Two Brothers
(Zorya)They took Xalik away; I didn't see him after. It was usually Halion who brought me food, which I could hardly eat; my stomach remained knotted. They had tried to use Xalik against me. The only man with morals. The only man who cared about me. Speaking with him always put my heart together in ways I didn't understand. “You need to eat,” Halion insisted, placing the tray in front of me. His gaze travelled to the other two untouched trays of food. “You will need your strength.” “I can't; the idea of putting food in my mouth repels me.”He sighed at my answer. “I understand. No one should be made to go through what slaves do in our kingdom.”What did he know about being a slave? To be molested, to have no freewill.“You can't. We are not the same. You are a free man.” He knowingly smiled. “Freedom is an illusion. None of us is truly free. We are all slaves to our desires, our whims and our circumstances. You would think Caliath was always like that.” He shook his head. “He was
Slave to the Savage Alpha Two Broken Souls
(Zorya)My mind had numbed; my body wouldn't stop shaking. I didn't know what Xalik would have done if that explosion hadn't taken place. The physical pain from the shock mingled with the emotional pain. I closed my eyes, giving myself in to whatever was going to happen. I had to admit, I was powerless in front of these people. “Hey, hey, look at me.” Xalik's frantic voice and his taps on my cheeks made me keep my eyes open, but I had no strength to speak. I wished to close my eyes and disappear from this world and its cruelties. I wasn't sure how much more I could handle. “Zorya! You are going to stay with me. Look at me.” He continued to pat my face so I would stay awake. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. My eyes were brimming with tears. He placed a pillow under my legs to elevate my body and covered me with a blanket to keep the blood flowing to my organs and calm my shaking being. The electric shock caused the temperature of my body to drop. “I want to be alone,
Slave to the Savage Alpha She is Mine to Ruin
(Caliath)The moment I saw Zorya on that stage, where she was auctioned as a slave, I knew there was something special about her. I had to possess her. She was going to be only mine. The human part of me was trapped long ago; what replaced was a savage who knew only to hurt. I tried not to, but that addictive scent of hers, those beautiful doe-like eyes and that moonlit hair emptied every thought from my head; only she occupied it. Her innocence attracted me like a magnet because I lacked it. I sponged off her like a leech, hurting her in the process, but I was incapable of feeling guilty or remorseful anymore. I took what I wanted, and I wanted her, over and over again. The need to see her bleed wrecked my brain. I didn't know how to control those urges anymore. After Ashlia, I didn't. I hurt people, and I relished it like a tormentor.A beast of despair now lived in my chest relishing every moment I was with her. That possessive, jealous part of me wished to see her with no one
Slave to the Savage Alpha Let Me Die
(Xalik)I thought I knew fear and helplessness. I didn't, not until the very moment when that sick bastard asked Zorya to strip, while holding the remote in his hand. My father held mine, his cunning gaze fixed on me, taking in all of my reactions. I didn't care how many times he pressed that damn button; I cared that they wouldn't press hers. My body locked in fight mode, my thinking process numbed. Only the urge to protect her remained. No, I wouldn't let them desecrate her. But I knew, any involvement on my part and they would know, they would hurt her, they would kill her to merely punish me. Not only me, but Caliath was involved too. He was obsessed with Zorya; I had seen it in his eyes. And his father had called him to watch. She was in this position mostly because of him, because they believed he was becoming too attached and in his world, he couldn't become attached. “The Hunted are not supposed to be harmed once chosen,” I said with controlled rage. My father snickered.
Slave to the Savage Alpha Their Evil Fathers
(Zorya)Sentries moved in, separating Xalik from the man he had just punched. Xalik continued to shield me with his body, keeping his right arm spread so no one would step forward. “What’s going on?” Halion barged in, taking in the situation. “Just a stupid fight.” One of the sentries answered, dragging the male away to check the damage. Others scampered away from us, keeping a distance. “He tried to hurt your Pack's Hunted. So we will go in handicapped and lose our chances of winning. I am not going in with an injured partner; she will only slow me down,” Xalik stiffly answered. Halion’s gaze stayed on Xalik for a while; something flickered in his eyes, but he concealed it quickly. He assessed the situation and separated everyone, appointing one sentry to each group.There were seven groups of two each, one man and one woman. “No more fighting. When your Pack's name is called, simply go through that curtain and present yourself.” Calm and composed, he knew what he was doing.
Slave to the Savage Alpha Touch her and Die
(Zorya)I jerked away from him, gathering the quilt to my chest, unable to control my reaction in my drowsy state. Hurt curled up on his face, but he masked it quickly. “Don’t keep the guests waiting,” he said with finality, getting up from the side of the bed. “Yes, master.” I climbed out of bed and realised there were two slaves behind him. “Get her ready for breakfast and the presentation.” “Yes, Alpha.” They bowed to him. Throwing me one last glance, Caliath walked out of the room, and my erratic breathing eased. “Come, girl. We shouldn't keep the Alpha waiting.” They beckoned me towards the bathroom. I obliged. The bath had already been prepared for me. They scrubbed me clean, gently washed my hair and ripped off every unwanted hair from my body. The fancy gown chosen for me was off the shoulder, constructed from an overly expensive silk cashmere blend. The deep plum shade contrasted against my skin. They curled up my hair but let it hang loose on my back. “Put that pin
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