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The Alpha King's Breeder King of Slaves
Kaleb“We’re out of wood for the pyres,” Otto, an elder wolf, says as he smoothes a withered hand down the length of a log. It’s leaning precariously against the others–against stacks upon stacks of logs given to the Glade last week in anticipation for the dead. It’s not enough. It’s never enough. I turn to look at the funeral pyres, at the rows of log structures that will soon house five or six men to a pyre. Fathers. Brothers. Sons. They should each have their own. The fae know what they’re doing by purposefully giving us less than we need. They always do. “I’ll find more.” Otto gives me a grim smile before turning back to the pyre that will soon be a beacon of light to guide his son, two of his nephews, and his eldest grandson home to the Goddess. He’s not the only man wandering through the darkness tonight adjusting logs and bringing handfuls of wood taken from tables and chairs–anything they can find. It’s a quiet night. Mothers wail silently into pillows. Wives tuck childre
The Alpha King's Breeder A Sponsor
LexaSponsors step forward to claim their victors–their pets. I keep my eyes locked on the shifter at the table until Meg is suddenly shoved forward by a guard into the waiting arms of two fae males in long, emerald green robes. She thrashes, her eyes on mine, her lips pulled back in a snarl, but she’s dragged out of sight, swallowed by the crowd. I step out of line, my body angled toward hers, but a low whistle stops me, and I turn to the shifter. He shakes his head at me in a very discrete motion–a silent demand to stop. For whatever reason, I do. But Chessie is next. Another fae male steps forward but leans down, speaking low in the Dead Tongue. I catch a single sentence. “It’s all right. Let’s get you mended, shall we?” The kindness in his pale blue eyes has my stomach flip-flopping out of sheer confusion, especially after he turns his head slightly to the shifter, who gives him another discreet motion of his head–a quick nod, a blink. Like this was planned. “And who will claim
The Alpha King's Breeder To the Victor Goes Nothing
LexaMeg groans as I wrap a length of leather torn from my dress around her mangled upper arm. Chessie kneels nearby, tearing into her dress, dried blood crinkling off her knuckles in crimson flakes. She hands me another length of leather, but her eyes tell me the truth of the matter. Meg’s in bad shape. She closes her eyes, leaning her head against the grimy wall of the room we were thrown into several hours ago, but we’re together, at least. “She needs to eat something,” Chessie whispers over the soft hum of the battle taking place above our heads. Another Culling. Sixteen so far, not including ours. The rounds take mere minutes to complete. Only five or six hours have passed, I’d guess, since our round ended. No one has come to see us, to feed us or give us water. No medical supplies have been offered. We’ve been alone, trying to stop Meg from bleeding out. I shake my head at Chessie with a sigh. “There’s nothing we can do as it stands.” I glance at the heavy wooden door blocki
The Alpha King's Breeder Survival
LexaThere are no weapons to be had, which is my first and only observation as the horn sounds. Before the chains binding my wrists can fall to the ground like a dead weight, I grab the chain and spin, using my body weight and height to my advantage to send the chain ripping through the air. I keep my grip tight as it makes impact across the face of the first man to turn to us after the horn blares. Blood sprays, and the thick, heavy iron manacle attached to the end of the chain cuts through his face, taking teeth and bone with it. He falls to the ground. There’s a single moment of silence before all hell breaks loose. Bodies surge in my direction, faces contorted in violence, rage, and determination. Smug, male arrogance scents the air, mingling with the blood already beginning to stain the dirt beneath my bare feet, but just as I swing the chain back around to collide with two more men, the ground beneath me begins to pull apart, shaking violently. I teeter to the side, the chain
The Alpha King's Breeder The Culling
LexaBoots scrape over stone. Water drips down moss covered bricks with a smooth plop, plop, plop next to my head, where my cheek is pressed against what I can only assume is the floor. It stinks here. Like sweat, blood, and filth I refuse to describe. I haven’t moved in hours, but I’ve been awake. Yes, I’m aware. Yes, I can feel every ache in my body. Yes, I’m alive, but why? The memories of the beach are hazy. I’m not sure how much time has passed or where I am. I could actually be dead, I suppose, and currently in purgatory awaiting the Goddess’s final judgment. People have been moving in and out of wherever I am for the last several hours. I know that much. Facing the wall with my body curled in the fetal position, I haven’t so much as glanced behind me–at the darkness, at the shadows that groan and grumble, at the sound of chains grating across the wet floor. The Boots, I call them, have been coming in and out, collecting souls in silence. A key slides into a lock. A murmured
The Alpha King's Breeder Swallowed Hole
LexaAustin brushes my shoulder as he moves in front of me, the two of us towering over the beach on our perch high above the waves. Without the fires, the beach is practically invisible, but it’s the silence that’s unnerving. I look out over the water with the slightest turn of my head. It’s a clear, beautiful night… at least, it was. A strange storm funnels toward the shoreline, smoke-like tendrils of dark mist creeping over the sea in whirls and swirls that carry the unmistakable taste of… copper. The mist floods the beach. Strange orange-hued lightning crackles in the silent storm beyond without the warning of thunder.Magic. It has to be. I try to step forward, but he stops me with a hand curled around my forearm, his grip tightening in warning. Neither of us breathe. Neither of us move. I can feel the tingle of magic between us as we send our silent commands for an explanation to the screams through the mind-link. I tug out of his grasp and take a single step toward the edge o
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