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THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 7: Anything but an Angel
Atlas' pov:"Rory? Is everything OK?" I asked, but what I got in response was the echo that reverberated in the passageway and her groans coming from her room. I quickly made my way through the packhouse, my footfalls heavy on the ground as I briskly walked towards Aurora's room.My sentinels, who had been on high alert, followed me as I moved. Their footsteps were quick and light as they kept up with me, ready to protect me and my daughter at a moment's notice.When we arrived at Aurora's door, I gestured for my sentinels to stay back. I didn't want them to scare my little girl any further. I took a deep breath before slowly pushing open the door to her room.The sound of my footsteps stopped her from screaming any louder, and she turned to face me with tears streaming down her face. I could see the fear in her eyes, and I knew that she'd been having a nightmare.I walked over to her bed and sat down beside her, running my hand gently through her hair. "It's okay, my little angel,"
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 8: Good girl
Chapter 8: Good girlPov: NyxI looked up as the door to my cell creaked open. My stomach was hollow with hunger, and my throat burned with thirst. It had been days since I'd had anything to eat or drink, and the ache was starting to consume me.The figure in the doorway was dark and foreboding, his presence filling the small space with a sense of malevolence. It was Atlas, the man who had destroyed everything I held dear. I hated him with every fiber of my being, but I couldn't help the shiver that ran down my spine as he stepped closer."Hello, Nyx," he said, his voice low and menacing as he trailed his hands down the curve of my breats "How are you feeling today?"I spat at him, the venom in my words belying the weakness in my body. "You know damn well how I'm feeling.""Guessed as much." He chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "You're a survivor, Nyx. You'll make it through. But I didn't come here to talk about your hunger. I've brought you a new friend."He gestured
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 9: A grim realization
Nyx's povAs I sat in the dimly lit cell, I suddenly came to the realization that my pride and stubbornness might lead me to my death. I had always been fiercely independent, refusing to submit to anyone. But now, as a slave in this prison, I had come to the harsh reality that my pride could only get me so far. In fact, it might just be what would end up killing me.My mind raced with thoughts of escape, but I knew that it was impossible. The cell was made of thick stone, and the only way out was through the guarded door. Even if I could somehow break free, I had nowhere to go. I was trapped in this godforsaken place, with no hope of ever leaving.I thought of Elaine and the horror she had endured. Her father had somehow cast her into slavery, and now she was here, just like me. The thought made my blood boil with anger, but also with a deep sense of helplessness. I couldn't change the circumstances that had brought us here, but I could try to make the best of what little control I ha
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 10: A deal With the devil
Atlas' povThe first time I saw Nyx when I crashed her family dinner, I looked at her and the first thought that went through my head was that she was just like every dumb bitch I have ever had the displeasure of interacting with.But the moment she opened her mouth to spew her filth, I decided that she was even dumber.But that was not all she was. She was rude. Spoiled. Naive. Arrogant and stubborn. God, so damn stubborn and filled with such raw, fiery emotions, it was obvious she needed an outlet to release them.An outlet I was quick to offer to her... But I need to break her first, stretch her thin enough to find out how far she'd go. What her limits are. Would she bend or will she break?She was awfully competitive and I saw I had struck a nerve when her eyes blazed with anger at my words. The flash of anger was brief, before she schooled her face into calmness and nonchalance"You'll regret it because clearly I have something you want. Why else would you keep me alive if you ha
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 11: The loyal beta
NYX'S POV.Savio left the dungeon and Atlas turned to me with a cold, menacing look in his eyes. I felt a shiver run down my spine when he approached me, his footsteps heavy and deliberate."Listen carefully, Nyx," he said in a low, deadly voice. "I hope you understand the gravity of what you just signed up for."I swallowed and looked away but he clenched my chin in his grasp, his fingers digging into my skin. "You are mine now, and I will not tolerate any attempt to escape. If you even think of trying to run, what I have done to you will seem like a child's play compared to what I have in store for you."His words hung in the air like a deadly threat, and I felt a surge of fear wash over me. I knew he meant every word, and the thought of what he could do to me if I tried to escape was almost too much to bear."You are a smart girl, Nyx," he said. "I hope you will continue to remember that."As Atlas spoke, a dark smile crept across his face, sending a chill down my spine. His eyes f
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 12: Submissive sex slave
Nyx's pov:"It's your room," Savio said, gesturing towards the ornate wooden door.I stood frozen in place, staring at the intricately carved patterns on the door. I couldn't believe that this was supposed to be the slave quarters. The room couldn't be any less like a cell or a dungeon. In fact, it was the complete opposite.I couldn't believe that I was supposed to be a slave and yet here I was, standing in a room fit for a queen. I turned to Savio, my mouth agape in shock. "This...this can't be the slave quarters," I stuttered.Savio's expression remained stoic. "This is the slave quarters," he said matter-of-factly. "Alpha Atlas may keep slaves, but he treats them better than his enemies."I couldn't believe it. My entire life, I had been told that I was worthless, that I was nothing more than a commodity to be bought and sold. And yet here I was, being treated like a queen. The irony was not lost on me.It was far beyond anything I could have imagined for a slave quarter."This is
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 13: The disobedient slave
NYX’S POVI sit by the fire in my room, the warmth seeping through my skin as I gaze into the dancing flames. It's a small comfort, but it's the only one I have in this foreign place. The maids were cold and unfeeling, treating me as if I were nothing but a piece of dirt on their shoes. The thought of Alpha Atlas, of what he might request of me now that I had offered myself as his sex slave, makes my skin crawl. But what other choice did I have? The alternative was death, and I wasn't ready to give up on life just yet.As I sit lost in my thoughts, I hear a knock at the door. I jump up and rush to answer it, relieved that it's not Alpha Atlas standing on the other side. Instead, it's one of the maids. The scowl on her face makes it clear that she doesn't like me, and I wonder what I could have done to earn her ire."If looks could kill, or if eyes were lasers, I'd be nothing but a pile of ash right now," I think to myself as I step aside to let her in. The scowl on the maid's face was
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 14: Punishing
ATLAS'S POVAs I storm out of the dining room, my rage continues to grow. I cannot believe that Nyx, that insolent little brat, would dare to refuse to come to dinner when I had summoned her. My thoughts are swirling in a tempest of anger, and I know that I must confront her immediately.As I storm up the stairs, I pass through the various halls and chambers of my sprawling mansion. The rich tapestries and ornate furnishings that adorn my home seem to blur together in my rage. I can hear the soft whispers of my maids as I pass by, but I pay them no mind. I am singularly focused on my destination.Finally, I reach her door, and without so much as a knock, I barge into her chambers. Nyx is sitting on her bed, her back straight and her eyes wide with fear. I can feel my blood boil as I take in her appearance.Despite her fear, I can see that she is a sight to behold. Her scars have faded, and her skin is soft and creamy. Her hair falls in long, luscious waves around her face, and her eye
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