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2026-06-17 05:59:50His voice came out low, near my head, and his breath slid down my neck.
Then he pulled.
The sword came off the floor without effort in his hands, while mine merely followed the movement. The weight that had seemed impossible before simply rose, controlled by him, making my arms rise with it.
I felt the difference at once… it was not my strength holding that up.
With the blade in the air, he came closer, his chest pressing against my back, firm, keeping my bo
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THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 62
Valassan stared at me from afar, his eyes narrowed, assessing, not hiding his discomfort, or perhaps the challenge.Rose appeared running right after, her breathing failing, her hurried steps echoing across the courtyard. “Melany, please!”For a second, no one moved.The soldiers exchanged quick glances among themselves, the formation still firm, but marked by obvious hesitation, tense fingers on their weapons, not knowing whether they could shoot or whether they should wait for a new order. Some adjusted their posture, others looked away for a second, seeking a confirmation that did not come, trapped between the command already given and the unexpected presence I represented there.Behind me, the humans’ silence was even heavier. I felt their eyes on my back, and it was not hard to imagine what they were thinking. I was a useless interruption, a weak attempt before something inevitable, someone who had placed herself in the wrong place
THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 61
At some point, in the middle of crying, I fell asleep, my exhausted body giving in without me realizing it, my mind finally shutting off after insisting for so long on feeling.I woke to the sound of footsteps in the corridor, several of them, hurried, cutting through the silence of the early morning in a harsh, disorganized way, and for a second it took me a while to understand where I was, the blanket still heavy over me, my face damp, my breathing uneven.The door opened suddenly.I lifted my eyes, still confused, blinking against the light that invaded the room, until I recognized the figure standing there.Rose.She was at the door, her chest rising and falling far too quickly, her eyes shining with tears that threatened to fall, her hands close to her face, trembling, as if they did not know where to rest.“What happened?” I asked, my voice hoarse, still heavy with sleep and with everything I had cried before.“Oh, girl…”She closed the door behind her in a hurry and came to me,
THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 60
The silence that followed was heavy, loaded with things unsaid, contained questions, something uncomfortable that insisted on remaining between us. Our gazes met through the mirror, held for a second that stretched beyond what was comfortable.Ravok opened his mouth, about to speak, but stopped. His expression changed for an instant, his jaw tightening before he retreated from his own intention. He closed his lips and looked away. “All right. Good night.”He turned toward the door with sudden decision, extending his hand to the handle.My body reacted before I could think.“Ravok.”I remembered what Rose had told me before, about not all wolves being bad, and the idea returned insistently, opening space between the certainties I had been sustaining until then. Maybe Ravok was not so bad. Maybe, if I gave him the chance to prove it, he could surprise me.He stopped with his hand on the handle. He did not turn around.
THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 59
She nodded, but the movement was fragile, and it convinced neither me nor herself. “I am sorry, Melany,” she said, and now her voice came broken, scraping in her throat. “I also lost my daughter to powerful people. These wolves…” She turned her face toward the castle. “They take everything from people like us, less important people. I would love to be your mother, because that would mean my daughter is alive, but…”The air grew heavy between us, unbearable, and I felt that, if she finished that sentence, something inside me would not withstand it.“You are not my mother,” I completed, before she could say it. The words came out fast, and in the next instant they were already hurting me.She brought her hand to her mouth, her body bending slightly, and the crying that had been silent before broke completely, stronger, louder, impossible to contain.I did not move. I could not. I stayed there, st
THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 58
I crossed the door first, feeling the fresher air outside touch my face, and headed toward the stables, with Rose right behind me, her steps light but hurried, while the sound of breakfast remained distant, unaware of what we were about to do.We left the castle without any further problems. The smell of damp hay and old leather irritated my nostrils as soon as we entered the stable. The sound of flies buzzing near the lanterns mixed with the scraping of the wooden comb against the animal’s mane.The red-haired woman had her back to us, her shoulders covered by a linen blouse already stained with sweat and straw. Her arm moved in a rough, repetitive rhythm, dragging the comb through the mane with force, as if she intended to rip out every knot by brute strength. Each tug made the mare shake her head, but the woman did not give in.Loose, misaligned red strands fell beside her face, but even so she did not turn around. Only when she heard Rose’s steps
THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 57
The next day, the smell of strong coffee already filled the air before I even crossed the kitchen door, mixed with the sweetness of freshly cut fruit and the damp heat rising from the stove that had been lit since early morning. I followed Rose in silence, watching how naturally she moved through the space, as if every corner already knew what to expect from her.She brewed the coffee with precise movements, organized baskets of bread still warm, and washed fruit under the constant thread of water, which hit the sink with a rhythmic and almost hypnotic sound, and I, beside her, only watched, feeling that any gesture of mine would be out of place there.The floorboards creaked low under the steps of the other two workers, who crossed the kitchen carrying full platters, moving around us in a hurry. The clinking of dishes, the dragging of chairs in the distance, and the distant murmur of the hall beginning to fill created a layer of sound that made everything strangely al
THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 43
Before I could even move in my seat, his voice entered the moment. “Your Majesty,” Romeo said, gesturing lightly toward the other end of the table, “I heard the vineyards of Kiev had an exceptional harvest this year. Perhaps we can share a bottle after the meal?”Th
THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 42
Ravok’s POVThe castle doors opened.I remained still at the top of the stairs, my posture solid beneath the weight of the midnight-blue ceremonial robe. The suit underneath was black, tailored. Not for comfort. For presence.Valassan stood to my right, impeccable in his tuxedo. Romeo, to my left,
THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 41
Even seated at the center of the table, clad in a charcoal-gray suit that fit his frame with merciless precision, he radiated command. His gaze met mine, pale blue and glacial. Somehow, the room felt colder with him in it.His jaw was tight, the muscle ticking once.To his left stood Romeo, the fir
THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA 40
My stomach twisted as I stayed hidden beneath the stairs, the cold seeping into my knees. Whatever freedom I’d imagined beyond these corridors dissolved in an instant. There was no leaving quietly, no slipping out into the world while others remained chained
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