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‎Chapter 7. Luxury And Chains

Author: K.C
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-02 14:01:14

Bliss 

‎A tall woman walked in — with sharp cheekbones, jet-black hair slicked into a braid, and eyes that looked like they’d seen a hundred wars but didn’t flinch once. She was dressed in dark tactical wear, not a wrinkle in sight.

‎“Your room”, she said, “ don’t trash it.”

‎I blinked. “ I wasn’t planning to.”

‎She arched her brow like I had just failed a test. “You’ve been granted temporary housing. That’s the only reason you’re not sleeping in a holding cell.”

‎I looked around again. “This… is temporary?”

‎“For our standard? This is basic ,” she said, and then she set a silver tray down on the glass-top desk. Food. Don’t make me regret it.”

‎“What’s your name?” I asked in a voice quieter than I wanted it to be.

‎She hesitated. “ Sally. I’ll be your handler until Alpha says otherwise.”

‎“Alpha Kharo?” I said without thinking.”

‎“Don’t get ideas,” Sally said, already halfway to the door. “The mate bond doesn’t mean anything here, unless he says it does.” 

‎With that, she left.

‎I sat at the edge of the soft, platform-style bed and stared at the food — grilled salmon, avocado rice, and a small bowl of berries.

‎Gourmet. Clean. Like something served at a luxury wellness retreat.

‎Just wondering what happened to the one they brought before the alpha summoned me.

‎My hand shook as I reached for a fork.

‎ I didn’t realise how hungry I was until I had the first bite. The warmth grounded me; the taste reminded me I was still alive. That I hadn’t drowned.

‎After eating I walked into the bathroom. I gasped. 

‎It was the size of my entire bedroom back at my uncle’s place.

‎Black countertops. Backlit mirrors. A rainfall shower. Gold accents on everything. And a robe hanging with the Kareem insignia stitched into the collar—a silver wolf crest. 

‎I turned on the water, stripped out of my clothes and stepped into the steam. The water hit my skin, and I nearly broke.

‎I leaned my back against the glass and let the water wash away everything.

‎Back in the room, I pulled on the robe and wandered to the window. Outside, floodlights illuminate manicured edges and security walls topped with cameras. Wolves patrolled in human form, black uniform and earpieces, moving like ghosts across the property.

‎This was power. Real, terrifying power.

‎My eyes drifted to the slick nightstand where someone had placed a sleek digital tablet with my name on the screen.

‎I tapped it.

‎Welcome, Bliss. 

‎Temporary clearance level 1:

‎Schedule uploaded. Training begins tomorrow.

‎I flinched at the word training. I had no idea what that meant here.

‎Fight? Spy? Run? Heal?

‎Another knock, this time gentler

‎A different girl peeked in— soft features, wavy hair tied up in a messy bun, a calming smile on her face. She wore a white lab coat over casual designer clothes. 

‎“Hey, sorry, just checking in. You’re good?”

‎I nodded slowly. “ I think so.”

‎“I’m Elara, a healer intern. They asked me to drop by; Alpha said you might be…” She glanced at the food tray and smiled. “Starving, looks like he was right.”

‎“ I didn’t know he knew I was still here.”

‎“Ohh, he knows,” she said, lowering her voice playfully. “He’s got cameras in every hallway. Or let’s just say he doesn’t normally care where new strays sleep, but you? He’s watching.”

‎That did not calm my nerves.

‎“Do I look like a threat to him?”

‎She shrugged. “You look like someone who survived something impossible. That’s threat enough.”

‎“He didn’t put cameras in the bathroom or something like that, did he?”

‎She laughed, “Who would do that?”

‎‎I looked down at my hands. They were shaking. I hadn’t even noticed.

‎“You will feel it less in the morning,” she said softly, noticing. “The body is smart; it knows when it is not running anymore.”

‎“Am I safe here?”

‎She didn’t lie “for now”.

‎That night I curled up in the luxurious bed with too many pillows. Under silk sheets that smelt faintly of lavender. I stared up at the ceiling.

‎Even if it’s for now, at least I wasn’t dead. Let me make good use of it.









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