ログインFive’s POVI heard a loud string of curse words behind me. My vision blurred with tears and fatigue. But I pushed through it, desperate to get out of here. I’d escaped the king. I couldn’t let a repulsive Allha breed me. I couldn’t. I pushed the back door open—And slammed straight into a rock hard chest. Warmth immediately engulfed me, familiar and almost comforting. I clung to it instinctively, refusing to let go.But the King pulled me away. I swallowed.“Now,” he started, “didn’t your time in the dungeon teach you to behave?”My throat clogged. I opened my mouth but closed it back, unable to form comprehensive words. My vision blurred with tears. The fear and adrenaline still thrummed in my veins, making it hard to focus. “I—I didn’t—” I fisted his shirt, frustrated. His eyes narrowed slightly.He studied me for a long moment, those sharp grey eyes piercing through my very soul. Then they darkened. His grip on my shoulder tightened slightly. “My King,” a soft, fem
Five's POVI didn't get the chance to process what I had just heard before Mye was pulling me to my feet again. I staggered slightly, my head feeling a bit hazy. A dull ache throbbed behind my eyes, and my limbs felt heavier with every step. I frowned, resting my hand against my forehead. "Let me show you around," Mye hummed oblivious to the growing fatigue dragging at my bones.Staying up all night on that cold floor was finally catching up to me. She pulled me out the room and towards the back of the building."How old are you?" Mye asked.I glanced at her, watching. "Eighteen."She didn't react. But something about her aura had changed. Her green eyes had hardened, and her once relaxed shoulders now seemed tense. The pack house was eerily quiet. Empty. "Where are you taking me?" I stopped in my tracks. Her grip on my wrist tightened slightly. "Didn't the facility teach you the rules?" She purred, but her voice was different now, carrying an undertone of something danger
Five's POVI sat in the small cell I was allocated to, my mind still reeling from everything that had happened that morning.The temple. The stone slab.The prophecy. The translation sitting at the back of my mind. "Hello?" I gasped, my hand coming up to my chest."I didn't mean to scare you."I looked up.A woman stood there, her silver hair pulled back in a ponytail, her green eyes pinned on me. "You're the first slave I've been able to sneak up on," she said. I'd bet I was the first slave able to translate a damn prophecy too."Forgive my manners," she straightened. "I'm Mye, the Luna."I stiffened. "Don't!" She called out, stopping me before I could bow. "You can skip the formalities. I'm not here to assert dominance."She chuckled, wiping her hands on her dress as though she were nervous. "I just wanted to apologize for the..." she glanced around distastefully, "the room?"Room. I was given a damn cell without a bed. But I didn't say that, didn't say anything. A high r
Five's POV I gasped, my eyes scanning the area. The entire temple shook, dirt and debris falling from the already weakened stones. My heart thundered, fear clogging my throat. "It's coming apart," I breathed, already moving toward the exit. But a guard stepped in front of me, stopping me cold. "Stop," he ordered. It wasn't the word itself but the tone—flat, almost bored—and the expression on his face that made me pause. He looked unimpressed. Almost embarrassed for me. I frowned, turning to inspect my surroundings. No one had moved. Not the guards. Not Alpha Titus, who stood near the altar's edge with his hands clasped behind his back. Not the priestess, who hadn't even looked up. And not the King. He stood exactly where he had been standing, his eyes trained on me, matching the guard's unimpressed expression. Then slowly, they drifted, fixing on something across the altar. Then his body went still as stone. The rumbling moved through the ground beneath our fee
Five's POVThe early morning sun was still rising when we set out on the journey to goddess knows where. My bones were stiff from lying on the hard cell floor. My eyes were probably bloodshot. I had barely slept, after hours of tossing and turning—engaging in the impossible task of finding a comfortable spot in a place that was built for discomfort. The King barely looked at me, and I was grateful for that. I didn't need his heavy, prying eyes making me more tense than I already was.We walked through a dense woods. The morning air was quiet, broken by the sounds of rustling leaves and snapping branches. This part of the world seemed to have good soil, compared to the parts the facility had thought us about.The parts that were dry and impossible to live in. The deeper the went, the thicker the air became. Making it harder to breathe.Each breath felt like suffocation, like I was trying to breathe through cloth. I glanced around. Neither the king nor the Alpha seemed bothere
Five's POVI kept my eyes glued to the window. Partly because I was fascinated by the world, and mostly because I was avoiding the King.Even though he sat beside me, his aura as powerful as ever. Our last encounter still replayed in my head. The way he had offered to fuck me, then threw me out the moment his betrothed stepped in. It was all the reminder I needed of what my reality was. "Where are we going?" I whispered, my eyes still fixed on the window. The car was silent for a moment, broken only by the hum of the engine. I thought he was going to ignore me. Till he spoke—"I recall warning you about questioning your superiors." I opened my mouth, then clamped it shut. His voice was cold, his aura pressing against me harshly. He was in a mood. I kept my eyes glued to the window. He was in a sour mood.I shouldn't—My gaze traveled from the window, resting on his thigh. Then slowly, it traveled up. Past his toned stomach, up his broad chest, his Adam's apple which see







