Mira's POV,
My numb body hit the cold floor, every nerve screaming in pain as I was thrown into another dark room. I curled my body like a cocoon, trembling and gasping for air.
Every inch of my body ached like hell, but I knew there was no point of fighting it. My shameless body felt heavy, my mind barely clinging to consciousness.
Alpha Kieran had left me in his room without a second glance. Soon after, the servants had come and me cleaned me with rough hands. Then, the guards came and dragged me from the castle.
I had no strength to resist anymore.
The new cell was even worse than the last one. As soon as the door shut behind me, nausea hit me. Inside, the air was heavy with the smell of rot and decay, making it hard to breathe.
This was my world now… cold, lifeless, and cruel.
Time didn’t matter anymore. I faded in and out, too weak to keep me awake When I finally woke up, the sharp pain in my pussy had turned into a dull ache.
The room around me was as miserable as ever… bare walls, rusted chains, and a tiny barred window way too high to reach, even if I had the strength to stand.
I was locked away again. And somehow, this place was even worse.
I had stopped dreaming of escape a long time ago. I wasn’t really living my life anymore, just surviving.
Alpha Kieran came couple of times to see me. His visits were quick, and his cold stare made it feel like I was just a lifeless doll to him.
“Breeder,” he said, grabbing my chin to meet my dull eyes. “Are you pregnant or not?”
Each time, I remained silent, refusing to give him the satisfaction of hearing my weak voice.
His eyes narrowed, almost like he was trying to tore me apart. "Still nothing?" he muttered, brushing his hot breath over my face. "You’re running out of time."
The door would slam shut behind him before I had the chance to say a word.
After a few visits, I stopped reacting to him. His voice didn’t make me flinch anymore. I didn’t even bother meeting his gaze, knowing my old defiance had already faded away. I just moved to keep me alive. Eating, drinking, breathing… I was barely existing.
Days and nights blurred together, and before I knew it, a month had passed.
Violet, the pack doctor, came by again to check on me. She acted professional but not unkind like others as she searched for any signs of change. But she found same result as always. There was no sign of pregnancy in my body.
She sighed, pulling back. “Mira, can you hear me?”
I blinked slowly, but I didn’t answer. What was the point?
Violet’s brows knitted together. “You need to eat more. Your body is too weak to recover like this.”
I let out a painful sigh. “Why bother?” My voice was barely a whisper, even sounded unknown to me.
Violet hesitated, then softened her tone. “Because you still have a choice.”
I wanted to curse her for thousands time but I didn’t have the energy to let it out. “Oh really? Then prove it to me, sweet doctor.”
Before Violet could say more, the door swung open with a loud thud.
Alpha Kieran strode in, his eyes already dark. “Any good news?” He sounded impatient. “I don’t have much time to waste.”
Violet turned to him, lowering her shoulders. “Alpha I’m sorry. There’s no progress yet,” she admitted mumbling. “Her body is still too weak.”
“Damn it, you useless Omega,” he growled, his anger flaring. Violet jolted in fear and staggered few steps back. However Alpha Kieran tried to control his rage, his jaw still tightened. “Again,” he ordered coldly. “Push the aphrodisiac again.”
Violet flinched slightly but stood her ground. “Alpha, her body can’t handle another dose. She barely survived the last one. If you want her to conceive, she needs proper time to recover first.”
I could barely hear their voices. My mind was drifting somewhere else, far away from this stinky hell. For me, none of these mattered anymore.
Kieran’s eyes flashed in irritation. “How long? You know I won’t tolerate this drama for long.”
Violet sighed. “She needs proper care, rest and…”
“How. Long?” he cut her off, his voice snapped like a sharp dagger.
“At least a month,” she mumbled keeping her head low in fear.
Kieran let out a low, frustrated growl. “Fine. Do whatever it takes. But she will be pregnant by next month.”
He turned to me then, his cold eyes meeting mine for the first time in weeks. “Did you hear that? You have one month left. Don’t think you can escape this.”
I stayed quiet, staring at a crack in the wooden wall. What was there to say?
Violet kneeled beside me, her voice softer now. "Mira... try to eat more. I’ll bring you something nourishing tomorrow. You need your strength."
I barely nodded. She was trying to show kindness to save me from Alpha Kieran’s wrath, but it was nothing for me now.
Kieran scoffed. “Pathetic. You used to have fire in you. Where did that go?”
His words cut through me, but I refused to react. I knew all he wanted a response, a flicker of resistance, something to prove I was still hearing his words. But I had nothing left to give.
Seeing me lying lifelessly, he yanked my hair and forced me to met his eyes. “Remember, I can take you whenever I want. That aphrodisiac was just my mercy, slave.”
Growled in rage, he let go of my hair and left the room with Violet.
The door clicked shut, and I was alone again. I could barely remember my parents or my old pack these days. Back then, I used to dream about falling in love with someone and having a family of my own. But now I was a sex slave to a ruthless man who didn’t even know how to love. The thought hit me hard, and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.
I wiped away the last of my tears hoping to get some sleep. My eyelids became heavy but the pain in my chest kept me awake. Slowly, I drifted off in deep sleep.
Then in the middle of the night, something pulled me awake. I could feel it… someone was in the room.
My heart pounded in my chest and I froze, not daring to make a sound or move. Was it Violet? The guards? Or had Alpha Kieran finally decided I wasn’t worth keeping alive? Was this the end?
I held my breath trying to calm myself. I focused all my attention on the air, trying to catch a scent of him. And then it hit me. That familiar, powerful scent.
Damn!
Alpha Kieran!
Slowly, he knelt beside me, his presence sending a shiver down my spine.
Suddenly, I felt a soft, gentle touch over my head. Then a low, frustrated voice whispered in my ear.
"Why are you making things so difficult?” His words were carrying something I couldn’t understand. “Why do you have to be so wild? You’re disobeying me, making me be cruel to you over and over. All I want is an heir. Why can’t you just agree for both of us?”
I could feel his breath on my ear as he sighed deeply, his hand wiping the tear from my cheek. Alpha Kieran slowly moved his hand over my face and his finger brushing over my cracked lips.
Then suddenly, just as quietly as he came, he stood up and left the room.
The heavy door clicked shut behind him and I jolted up. My hand instantly touched my trembling lips, still warm from his touch. My heart raced as I stared at the door, trying to make sense of all of these.
Was it really Alpha Kieran acting so soft towards me? How could an animal like him be so caring for a mere sex slave? I was shocked to my bone as I tried to wrap my head around his words.
Then I got my answer, brushing his sweet talk from my mind. That fucking animal was trying to act sweet around me middle of the night, just to get me pregnant as soon as possible…
How shameless!
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