“Shut up!” He roared, as he tore my slave garment from my body in less than a second, leaving my body bare, except for my bra and panties. I had given up already, tired of writhing on the floor, tired of trying to wiggle out of his hold, and tired of pleading. What was the use? My legs were already held hostage in the confines of his own limbs, my throat was now sore, and all my plea fell on deaf ears. I shut my eyes tightly, already welcoming my cursed fate, when suddenly the door burst ajar. “Who dares to interrupt my pleasure time? My assailant asked, about to turn his head way back to see who had been standing by the door, when suddenly, in a twinkle of an eye, his head went off flying from his neck, to the ground idly. And so, I screamed; especially as I felt his blood splatter all over my chest and face. But in my screaming and shocked state, I was still able to hear the first words of the man since he had stepped into the room. “How dare you to touch my mate?” He roared. ***** Olivera, the only wolfless girl in the Red Moon’s Pack was captured alongside her best friend by the deadliest pack in the entire region. While performing her slave duties for the new pack, she was almost raped by her taskmaster, but for the intervention of Raul, the Alpha of the pack, who is reckoned for his infamous curse, ruthlessness and womanizing traits. Journey along with Olivera, and see how a shy, seizure plagued wolfless girl tamed the big bad alpha, especially when it was discovered that she was a hybrid, the chosen who would restore peace between the two supernatural realms at war.
View MoreOlivera’s cheek colored in embarrassment as she heard Raul’s drawled words in her mind. She was more than grateful that he wasn’t looking at her. His eyes were rather on his blood trickling down into the cup. First thing when she got to the confines of her room, would be to ask Vee for help in blocking her thoughts from Raul. “Who is Vee?” Olivera clenched her teeth. “Get out of my head! Can't you observe the rule of privacy?” There was no answer to that. She sighed in relief when she felt his presence no more. At least he had respected her decision. “Okay, it is ready.” Raul gave the cup to Jeremy first. And after he chanted the ritual words of acceptance into the pack, Jeremy took a little more than a sip from the cup, before handing the cup to Olivera. Olivera hesitated, the cup feeling heavy in her hands by each passing moment. “Take the drink, Olivera, so that I can chant the remaining words, which would begin the transition.” Olivera heard Raul’s words, but her mind w
Olivera controlled her lips from spewing curses both at Raul, and Azeera. Had they planned this feast for to feast her eyes on? Roland had mentioned clearly that Raul had wanted to see them, so why would he be frolicking with his mistress right at the same time, if he didn't want to taunt her with it? She scoffed, folding her arms across her chest before taking a glance at Jeremy. Her best friend was in the same position with her; an aloof countenance on his face and his arms across his chest. But Roland was an entirely different story. He was shocked. Why? Olivera looked at Raul then. His face was sorely contorted in anger, and he was glaring at her. What had she done now? Was he angry at her for disrupting his love session? Then he shouldn't have sent for her! The idiot! She turned to leave, but Raul’s voice stopped her on her tracks. “Where are you going, Olivera? Did I send you away? Azeera leave, you know where t wait for me.” Olivera clamped her teeth so hard that she was
Raul made a sound on the table with his two middle fingers, his head remaining bowed, even when he heard the door of his office open and shut behind him. He already knew who it was, by scent. “Are they all gone?” Roland sighed, settling down on one of the seats facing the big mahogany table. “Yes. They have all left, down to the last one of them. Alpha Jackson had tried to cause a ruckus, by trying to convince Jeremy to go with him, but the lad is set on staying wherever Olivera is.” Raul scoffed. Those two; he was going to separate them. “..although I don’t understand why he is set on the lad following him? We both know that he isn’t going to treat him well.” Roland muttered, more to himself, then as if speaking with Raul. “Well, that is because of Jeremy’s strength. He will probably keep the boy as a pack warrior to boost his ranks. All things being equal, the lad should have been the alpha of the pack. His parents had been killed when he was still a teen, and so the uncle had
Raul watched keenly, curiously, as Roland stepped into the room where he was in a meeting with the other Alphas, with no distinct expression on his face. “What happened? Did you see her?” Raul asked through the mind link. “Yes, she is fine. There was no danger in sight. The only thing out of place was that she was in your mother’s room. When I asked her the reason, she had mentioned that it was because she missed the room. Do you think that you can reinstate her there, seeing that she is now a free born in the pack? And where would her best friend stay? In the Gamma’s residence?” Raul soughed, hearing Roland banter him with questions. Quickly, he closed his mind path and focused on what one of the Alphas was talking about. Yet, his focus was broken with thoughts about Olivera. Had his lycan missed his mark on the emotions that had assailed him? He shook his head. That was not possible. The only thing was that either Olivera was lying or his beta was hiding something from him. O
Olivera stilled when she heard Raul speak in her mind, torn between answering him in that the same sarcastic tone of his, and giving the woman a piece of her mind. Why had the strange woman dived at her? Was she trying to kidnap her? "I know you heard me, Olivera. What is going on there? Where are you? Why is your heart rate spiking up? What's the danger?" Olivera sighed again. If she answered Raul, then he would know that she was here, he would know that she knew of a secret room that he had no idea existed. She wasn't sure she wanted that to happen. He might ban her. So, instead she ignored him, and refocused on the woman who was standing still as a statue, looking at Vee this time around; Vee who was standing between her and the latter. "All this time, you were the one with the ring too? How had it gotten to your hand? Do you know how long the master has searched for this? How did you know of the ring and its powers?" Olivera kept silent to the woman's questions, her mind run
Without much ado, Olivera started to collect the pictures of her and Jacob, and the documents surrounding them. There were also pictures of some other people whom she had no idea of, but she took them all, took books that seem to be pointing toward their direction, and stuffing them all into the brown knapsack she had seen by the side of the table. When she was done with that, she took more books from the shelf, without checking their names, or skimming through them; she just needed something to keep her busy for a long while. She didn’t think that a party like this would happen anytime soon, where the inhabitants of the alpha residence were not around, and were in some party. This was the only chance she got. As she took more books from the shelf, she asked Vee some questions about the kind of books that would explain what he really was, and why he thought she was the best recipient of the ring. Vee pointed to some documents and books afar, in the last cabinet in the room.Quickly
Olivera swung her hand playfully as she strolled across the Alpha’s sitting room, her face a template of happiness-she couldn’t believe that she and Jeremy were free-born in Raul’s pack, that Jeremy was a Gamma in the pack now. It was really crazy, and fulfilling. Maybe the goddess was on her side after all. She thought, taking a deep breath to contain in her happiness. On her way here, she had been beseeched by envious gazes both from the citizens and the servants of the pack, but she didn’t care at all. She hoped that Raul kept his word, else…well else she would introduce Jeremy to Vee, and then they would make their escape from this hellhole. She cut through the corner that led to her room-for she had ditched Nick and Jeremy as they had trudged to the Gamma’s residence. She had cited headache as an excuse-which really was true-but she actually wanted to rest and not follow two men aroundShe was just a few feet away from her room when she suddenly stopped, a new idea bursting
Olivera knew that she was not supposed to call Raul’s name without adding the prefix of alpha or king. She knew that meant disrespect, but she also knew that it might be the only way to get herself free from his clutches; disrespect him so bad, that he will have no choice but to send her away to save his face, and dignity in front of the other kings in the hall. She felt Jeremy pinch her, and knew that her best friend was dazed as the people in the hall. No one called Raul by his name, except those that were close to him. Other kings and alphas couldn’t even call him without his prefix. Why would a mere servant do that? “…And if you don’t send me away with Jeremy, I will tell the pack that we are mates. You don’t want to be associated with that sort of scandal right?” She passed this message through the path which somehow she knew would be open between her and Raul as mates they were. She hadn’t been sure at first, but she had decided to try. The blanching of his face told her w
“Hello Nephew? How do you see your life here?” Olivera heard Alpha Jackson ask a frowning Jeremy that was still kneeling on the floor. She had maneuvered her way through the crowd of watching people and was nearly at the front now, watching the unsettling spectacle. Already she had determined that if push came to shove, if they tried to kill her best friend, then she would activate Vee, and take Jeremy out of here.She didn't know how Vee would do it, but she would do it anyway. Jeremy gave no reply to his uncle’s question. He just maintained an aloof and cold stance, his mind trying to grasp where Olivera was. He had been resting in the cage, hoping to sleep after consuming the dinner they had been given-their first food that day, when Leonard had sent for him, mentioning that he was needed in the hall. At first, Jeremy had thought that Olivera had perhaps sent for him. Imagine his shock and anger when he had come to face his uncle and Olivera’s sister. She had winked at him,
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