AshleyI went down to the room I share with another girl, Gladys. She works as an exotic dancer in the club, but unlike me, she wasn’t abducted. Gladys was given the choice to either work the best her father left in the club’s clandestine casino or see her mother and siblings thrown out of Crescent Moon Pack to live as rogues. At just 18, she made the difficult choice to cover her father's gambling debts. He ultimately took his own life, leaving a wife and three kids to fend for themselves. Now she can’t leave this place until the debt her father owes is collected, and that could take many years, as we are talking about thousands of dollars.As promised, Jason arranged to have a dress delivered to me. I took a quick bath and put on the shimmering golden mini dress with great difficulty. I thought I would rip the tiny fabric by the way I had to squeeze my big tits into two sizes smaller to accommodate my large bosom. Whoever bought the dress wasn’t thinking about my body for sur
JackStevens. The beast of a man is always hungry for love all the time; he is insatiable. I didn’t think it was in my cards to bed with a man, don’t get me wrong, I’ve seen plenty of same sex couples. But I feel it in my guts that the Beta is up to something, and I suspect this because I woke up naked and bruised again.The door opens to reveal the man in question carrying fresh linens and towels; it smells like they have just come out of the dryer. “Hey, I got new bed sheets. How about you take a shower while I change the bed. I’ll join you in a little while.” He drops the linens beside me to settle his knee between my legs. He brushes my balls, sending tingles of pleasure to my not so placid dick. The touch of his warm skin sends an immediate message making it hardened.I look up to meet his crystal blue eyes that are filled with lust. He smirks down at me, “I think someone is ready for another round.” His gruff voice sends chills down my spine and I’m about to lose myself in his
Beta Stevens. His voice reminds me of someone I’ve heard before. But I quickly shake off the odd feeling to return to the kitchen, hoping the parcel with the ingredients I asked for had arrived. With renewed determination, I cross my fingers, praying to the goddess that no one inspects the package, or I’ll be screwed. Many of the herbs and roots I ordered are similar to those of the witches working in the house— the upper part of The Vibe club, where they have been staying since they were thrown out of their coven.Oh yes, witches. They are working alongside werewolves, which only implies they are up to something evil. Not all witches are bad, but the ones around here are soulless beings, like the Witch of the East -I could never remember her name. She likes torturing people. One time, she made the food appear and disappear, prolonging our hunger, causing people to pass out while she laughed with a horrendous cackling sound. The witches mask their true nature, making themselves exuber
Ashley, three weeks after the abduction“Take this tray to room 416, is on the fourth floor down the corridor. Keep your eyes on the floor when you enter, if you hear or see anything, you will be punished. Understood?” she waits for my reply that comes with a nod.“Yes, Madam.” I reluctantly took the tray from her hands.“Oh, and Ashley? Don’t take too long. I’ll be counting the minutes.” she glanced at her wristwatch.“Yes, Madam.” I bowed my head to the witch of the East and stepped outside the kitchen where I’ve been working for last three weeks as punishment. To my misfortune, Luna Meredith caught me. I tried to escape but the evil Luna of the Crescent Moon pack caught me and brought me to his son.Flashback“I caught her trying to escape. She almost succeeded so we need to straighten our security.” he simply acknowledges what she is saying, no asking further questions, which means she holds a strong position in all this.Jason glanced at me with disgust, “Well, well, well. Ashley
JackI’ve lost track of time trapped in this room. I don't even know if it’s noon or night. How much time has passed? I have no idea. Sometimes I wake up disoriented from a deep sleep not knowing where I am or the people I’m with.“Wh-who are you?” I furrow my brows, waiting for my brain to connect the dots. Recognition of the fucking bastard who kidnapped me hits hard, and I bark the questions, “Beta Stevens? Where the fuck I am? Why the hell I’m I doing cuffed to a bed, naked next to you? I swear to the goode-.”He calmly pinches my jaw between his two large fingers and commands with a deep voice, “Jack. Look at me.” I have no choice but to look at him. His eyes are naturally pale blue but they turn to a beaming purple as he chats something in an ancient tongue I don’t understand a side for a name werewolves ought not to speak: Hecate, Seline’s rival.Stevens iris swirl creating a vortex, “Let me inside your mind.” a cavernous voice says, and I find myself compelled to do as he say
Warning: Non-con sceneJackI pop open my eyes, and the first thing I do is inhale a desperate gasp of air. Once I fill my lungs, I take in my surroundings, slowly, coming to my senses. My whole body aches, “What the fuck?” I freak out when I notice that I’m naked. My wrists are bound above my head too, I’m literally hanging from hooks that come from the ceiling in a dimly lit room. I tug downward but is not use. Thank the goodness the handcuffs are not maid out of silver or it would have burnt my skin. Sylver is poisonous to us. I try once more to move my arms and legs but is impossible. I can’t sense Ares, is like my wolf has left me.I cough, “What’s that smell?” Is awful and asphyxiating. And I’m not talking about my body odor. I’m terribly aware I stink, but there is a bitter scent lingering in the air that is bothering me. I scan the room of what it looks like to be rudimentary lab. Tools- that doesn’t look very hygiene at all-are scattered in a metal table next to vibrant