The Alpha's Bond Captive

“What are you doing?” I said breathlessly as I pulled my shirt down, which Thomas had pulled up.“Olivia, wait. I am doing what is supposed to be done months ago. Since we started dating, you have not allowed me to touch your body, I don't even know what you look like!” Thomas raised his voice, pinning me with a deadly glare.Wow, it's his nerves for me.It's been just a month since I accepted to be his girlfriend, and the truth is I don't love Thomas. Albeit he comes from a purebred family, with his rich yellow eyes, rounded jaw and black hair that was combed back. He has a dreamy inaccessible look, but Thomas is not my type.And I think this relationship is one-sided, wherein our family has their prior gains. Thomas's family has vast properties and contributes to community development every season, they are the utmost pioneers of the oceans heart pack, and I see why my father is hellbent on having us together.I heaved a sigh of tiredness.“See, Tommy. We just started dating, you sh

OliviaThe pain I felt in my neck and wrist was nothing compared to seeing the crowds that gathered to watch me being punished and chanted for my death.I need the courage that had me going moments ago because right now, my anxieties are riling up.“Punish her,”“Burn her alive!”“Cut her head and put it on display on the mountain!” the pack members chanted. They want me dead, and brutalized.My heart beats fast, and I kept tripping as the guard pushed me to the scaffold. I sighted the sharp sword, axe, and rope waiting for me there.I kept my hands on the edges and tried to climb, for some reason, my muscles were weakened, I couldn't muster up the energy to climb this scaffold.But as I tried, something cracks on my head and yolk spilled down my face, Goodness! I snapped my head to the direction it came from, the person escaped, but my eyes refused to turn back because it was pinned on someone else in the midst of the crowd, who had his golden eyes on me.My breath hitched.Golden, b

OliviaHead maid Dini approached me earlier on to yell about the broken clay pot, I somehow managed to convince her that it was my first time drawing water from the well and because I was inexperienced, the pot fell from my hands and broke.She believed my made up story but I know that I won't be so lucky another time, but that didn't stop her from keeping me busy since morning. I have not added any reasonable thing in my tummy since yesterday. I have been working up and down with an empty stomach, and if nothing is done, I might just collapse.My energy is drained, I am just standing by a frail thread as I roll the dough on the counter. The kitchen is piled up with servants running helter-skelter to get breakfast ready. It's too busy for just breakfast and I wonder what it will look like when they are holding a ceremony.“Hey! What have you been doing you weakling?” Dini appeared beside me with rage. She dropped her stick on the counter with a bang, my heart skipped.I instantly appl

(MATURE CONTENT* THERE WON'T BE ANY WARNING NEXT TIME)OliviaThe moonlight hides behind the thick cloud of winter, and I was welcomed to a blanket of darkness as I stepped outside. I pulled my coat tighter to my body, grinding my teeth and shivering as I strained my eyes to see through the blurred white and black of the winter night. My hands shook vigorously as I grabbed the lantern with me.And as I walked on the red rug that leads to the king chamber, my body started to warm up by the burning candles flanking the walls. The only thing I could hear is the eerie silence of darkness and the slow rhythmic thumping of my heart. I looked back into the dark, the crackling sound of the tree made my heart jump.The gentle swishing sound was frightening, I bit my lip, trying to comfort myself that it's just a night.A night with him and it will be over.Another part of me asked, will it really end in just one night? What if it becomes a habit for him?I shunned that part down, it shouldn't

OliviaThe guilt trip of being caught by the demon-werewolf had sunken in enough that I was not aware of myself, most of all, the realization of whom I was mated to. I just know that I was washing dishes but far gone in thought.“Saviors, Olivia! You put the clean dish in the trash barrel,” Joanne exclaimed.I breathed a sigh and bounced back to reality. “Are you exhausted? You look worn-out, don't you think you need a rest?” Joanne bombarded me with her sympathetic questions.“It's alright, Joanne. I'm just exhausted following last night's event.” I said or I lied.Joanne blushed, she knew that I had slept with the king and as one of the few slaves that got the opportunity to be held by the king, she definitely was accustomed to the pleasant feeling.However, mine was bittersweet. At some point I enjoyed myself, and then it kicked in that I had sex with my father's killer.“The king loves girls who are wild in bed, he tastes for ladies who surface his inner demons.”“Hmm, I see.” I