The Alpha's Willing Slave

I didn't like going to the forest in the middle of the night. Neither did I like my brother’s annoying girlfriend, Eliana. But on that fateful day, I agreed to help him look for her. When Edmund told me that she was missing, I told him it was for the best. Instead of laughing at my inhumane joke, Edmund started sobbing. He looked so sad and broken that I eventually agreed to help him which turned out to be a terrible idea. The moon cast an eerie glow over the vast forest as we made our way through it. Edmund matched my long strides, struggling to keep up. As we ventured deeper into the forest, the silence become stronger. “I don’t think we’ll find her,” I said, feeling tired. We had been searching for over an hour and had not got any lead. “Maybe she ran away.” “Don’t say that,” Edmund said, making me roll my eyes. “She came in here to find some herbs. She must be around the Western plantation.” “This is very risky,” I said, the same thing I’d said repeatedly. “Jackson King took ov

My hands shook vigorously as I clutched the tray of tall glasses. I could feel a sense of danger lingering in the elegantly decorated entry hall. Every step I took towards the formal living room felt like a step closer to my death. As I drew closer, I could hear the hum of conversation emanating from the room.Suddenly, a hazy scent become prominent to me, a very nice woodsy scent. Realisation hit me immediately as I became aware that I would find my mate in that room. My heart started to race even faster and I developed a feeling of eagerness in my body. This made me move faster. The dimly lit room was a sea of well-dressed people and sweet smelling extravagant perfume. The music was slow and nice, blending in well with the quiet conversation going on inside.A few hands reached out for the drinks in my tray and I tried to maintain an easy smile as I glided around the white room. Something was pulling me towards the front of the room. All of a sudden, someone grabbed my wrist and s

Jackson King’s offer of a perfect life as his mate and luna was very tempting, but I knew everything came with a price. Life by the side of a man like him who only cared about himself couldn’t possibly come without misery. But that was not what made me reject the offer. If I accepted his offer and got too comfortable, I knew I would get side-tracked and might forget why I was there in the first place. Jackson King had indirectly killed my brother and I was not going to let that death go unpunished. I had to get justice for my brother and prevent more bloodshed for Jackson King’s comfort.Besides, I did not want his blood money. I could never be happy enjoying money that had been made off the backs of unwilling slaves.“No,” I said, shaking my head. I stared at Jackson, feeling nothing but hatred and anger towards the man. He seemed shocked by my answer.“What?”I repeated my answer and let him know that I wanted nothing to do with him. Suddenly, I could almost feel the room getting c

I was feeling extremely cold. Opening my eyes, I screamed when I realised I was at the bottom of a fast filling transparent water tank. The water was extremely ice cold. I quickly struggled to stand up, wondering how I had got there in the first place. I remembered drinking some juice and then falling asleep. The water reached my waist but was filling up pretty fast. I screamed out loud but the sound stopped inside the tank. I was pretty sure no one could hear me from outside. I coughed out water that I had swallowed while at the bottom. The tank had a narrow opening at the top which was giving me the air I needed to breathe. I panicked as I saw the water level going up. In only a few seconds, the water was already at my neck. I continued to scream and shout, calling out for anyone to come and get me out of there, or turn off the water. The door did not open and I couldn’t hear any sound except that of the water. In the end, I watched helplessly as the water filled up. I tried to re

After getting approval from his boss, the guard who had been standing outside the door led me out of there. We went out of that section of the building, finding ourselves in the backyard. There were two women sitting on a wooden swing under a small tree. As the guard led me out, they stared curiously. I could tell that there was something going on in their minds. When they started talking, I judged from their expressions that it was all about me. I made a face at them and followed the guard towards the end of the building with the dungeon.As we entered the building, I noticed that the women had stood up and were following us. I forgot all about them as we got inside and I was taken to the cold dungeon. Before the guard could lock the door, the women arrived.“Hey,” one of them said. She was tall and blonde. “We would like to speak to her for a second. We need some answers from this woman.”“That’s not allowed,” the guard said to her. “She’s a slave who should be isolated.”The smalle