로그인DESDEMONA
A slave? warm his bed? Is that what I will be, this place is no better than the village. It is far worse than the village.
Alpha Alaric shifted his gaze away from me, as he put on his garment. “Don't leave this room.” He said before walking away, his steps disappeared quickly and soon I was left alone in the room again.
My eyes scanned through the empty room, I am the only one left alone in the room, yet I stayed in the same position. My knee aches from the previous fall, and my body has experienced a lot of pain in two days. My body aches trembling in fear.
I don't want to be a slave, I want to be free, I want to belong somewhere, I don't care where it might be, but I want to feel like I belong.
My eyes slowly lost their color, and I fell asleep.
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Soft footsteps, stirring in the silence.
“For how long are you planning to sleep?” A cold, sharp female voice slid into the room.
Before I could stand up I was already pulled by the hair, she dragged through the corridor.
“Who are you? What are you doing?” I screamed and tried to fight back, but her fist was hard, and it seemed like she wanted to pull off my hair.
She tossed me onto the floor. I crawled on the floor as the two slaves held me down on my knees. “Why are you doing this?” I yelled, as I struggled free.
Before I could say another word, the lady palm landed across my face, blood spat out, and her hand left a mark on my face. My face turned in horror, and my face burned in pain.
She sneered, her grip still tight on my hair. “I am the head servant Laura, you should be working, not sleeping like a corpse!” Her voice was sharp, laced with hatred.
Now I knew who she was. She wasn’t just anyone—she was higher rank than me. My stomach twisted with the bitter realization of what my life here would be. I would face the same humiliation, over and over again.
“What’s going on here?” Before she could strike me again, a voice cut through the corridor.
Beta Theodore’s presence silenced the room instantly. His tone wasn’t raised, but it carried enough weight to make the two slaves release me.
All of us quickly lowered our eyes, no one daring to meet his gaze.
“Now, what are you doing there?” he demanded, his eyes landing on me. “Alpha Alaric needs you in the dining hall.”
I followed him immediately to the dining hall. Beta Theodore is my saviour. I was saved by him yet again.
The dining hall was filled with silence when I entered. Every servant stood by the wall, heads bowed. The Alpha sat at the long table, a glass untouched before him. Beta Theodore stood nearby, his face unreadable.
“Come closer,” Alpha Alaric ordered, his voice deep, curling through the room like smoke.
I stepped forward, my head lowered.
“Knee down now! And pour me a drink.” he commanded, his voice not different from the same tone used.
My face turned pale, but I still followed his instructions, without complaining, my eyes were focused on the floor, I don't dare to look him in the eyes
My hand trembled as I lifted the bottle of wine, I could feel everyone's gaze burning on my skin, as if waiting for me to make a mistake. I carefully filled the glass up, praying not to spill a drop.
Alpha Alaric smirked softly, his gaze fully rested on me observing, he shifted his glass slightly at the last minute, making the wine spill across my chest. The liquid poured on my dress soaking the thin fabric until it clung to my skin.
The other servant looked away uncomfortably, but no one dared to say a word in my defense. Not even Beta Theodore. They all just watched, which made my face turn pale.
“Clumsy,” Alaric drawled, his eyes sharp, amused. “Look at you… dripping.”
My cheek burned in humiliation, and l clenched my jaw trying to hold back the tears from falling
A soft laughter ripped through the room from some of the higher servants.
“Clean this mess. And remember your place here, you are just a slave and you should learn to do your work properly,” he said coldly, leaning back in his chair.
I stood up slowly, my head still lowered in humiliation, I dragged my leg back to the slave court.
I can still feel the werewolf gaze burning on me with resentment. I wondered what I did to them, to make them hate me so much. As far as I could remember, I didn't do anything to make them hate me.
I changed into a newly freshed cloth. And walking down the corridor, I try not to look too much, and keep my head lower.
I avoid everyone's gaze, and stay away from them. I spot Celeste cleaning near the Alpha Alaric room.
I ran to her, pulling her to the side. “You should run away tomorrow when you get a chance.” Celeste is not used to this type of life and I don't want to bring my misfortune upon her, she is an innocent cute girl, though she worked as a servant at my house—this place is different, it is full of wolves that want to devour us.
I can see the stare, the hatred glance.
Celeste embraced me, I could feel the warm heat coming from her body, it sent a comfort to my body, and for a brief seconds I felt at ease, before she broke the hugs.
“I have been looking for you. We need to escape together. I can't let you stay here alone, the people here are not human,” she whispered, her voice was low and her eyes already wet with tears, scared, fear looked as if searching for something. I can feel that something has happened.
I hold her shoulder. “No, I can't leave. Do you think that the villagers are going to accept me? No, they will send me back,” I hold her hands together. “But you can.”
“Desdemona!” Laura yelled as she walked towards us, she pulled me by the shoulder. “What are you doing here, when Alpha Alaric was looking for you.”
Looking for me? I wondered if he wants to see me again, I can’t bear to face anymore humiliation. Not today, I am too tired for that.
“Follow me now,” she ordered, giving no chance to escape.
Why can't I just vanish, why did I have to endure everytime.
My grips tighten, my heart pacing restlessly, I don't know what's going to happen this time.
Laura stopped at the door of the bath room.
“You can go in, Alpha Alaric is waiting for you.”
I clenched the door handle, I hesitated for a while before pushing the door open slowly, and every eye turned to me. They are all naked. And Alpha Alaric was sitting in the hot bathtub while the other servant surrounded him. Beta Theodore was also somewhere around the room watching.
I wanted to turn away and leave, but I froze on the spot.
“Undress,” Alpha Alaric growled, his voice deeper. “Now all of you can leave, she will help me bathe,” he glanced as a smirk escaped his lip.
Beta Theodore was about to walk out as well, when he spoke again, “You should stay here.”
My world crumbled before me, my chest tightened, as I reached out for the aim of my dress.
ALARICThe door closed behind her.The sound echoed louder than it should have.I stayed where I was, my back to the room, my fists clenched so tight my knuckles burned. Steam curled around me, thick and suffocating, but it did nothing to calm the storm tearing through my chest.Behind me, laughter lingered, soft and confident.One of the women stepped closer, her bare feet splashing lightly against the water, her boobs pressed against my chest. “Alpha,” she murmured, her voice honeyed, practiced. “Should we—”“Leave.”The word came out sharp, final.Everywhere turned silent, and they all stared at me.I used to take my bath with them but everything changed when Desdemona came. I can't touch them.My wolf is disgusted by their touch.I turned slowly, my gaze cutting through them like a blade. Three pairs of eyes stared back at me—confused, surprised, slightly offended.“I didn’t call you here,” I said coldly. “And you will not touch me.”I continued. “Who called you here?”“Beta Theod
DESDEMONAI stood at Alpha Alaric’s door. I almost knocked. I almost confessed everything to him. I wanted to know the truth—the truth about everything.I turned away, taking a few steps, when suddenly the door opened, as if he knew I had been standing there.I turned back and stared into his eyes. My lips dried up, and I pressed them together.“Why are you here? Do you want to see me?” he asked.What did you know about Diane’s death? Did you know about her identity? Was that why you killed her?The questions ran through my head.But my lips remained shut. I shook my head lightly. “Nothing. I just wanted to ask if you needed anything.”“Bring hot water to my bathtub,” he said.I nodded.The questions kept popping up in my head. I wanted answers. I needed them. I needed to believe him. I wanted him to tell me that he knew nothing about the accusations.I turned my back and walked to the kitchen.I held the kitchen door, my nails almost digging into it. Instead, they began to bleed. I l
ALARICI stood alone in my office, staring out the window at the dark forest.The enemies are leading in the dark waiting for the right time to attack.I had done what needed to be done, control restored, boundaries enforced and order maintained.And yet, my chest felt tightened.My wolf paced restlessly, snarling, clawing at my ribs. I could feel his claws scraping against my bones, his growl vibrating through my blood.“You are losing her,” he growled.“She disobeyed,” I muttered aloud, gripping the edge of the desk. “She is vulnerable. Surrounded by enemies who smile too easily. People are circling her, waiting for a moment of weakness to take her away from me. Far from where I can reach.”“From you?” the wolf scoffed. “Or from your cage?”My hand tightened.“She is safest under my rule,” I said firmly. “I will not allow her to be used. I will not allow her to be taken.”“You punished grief.” my wolf shot back, voice sharp as a blade. “Not betrayal. Not treachery. Grief.”The words
DESDEMONAThe silence after Diane’s burial followed me back to the pack house.I have been visiting there more often, just to stare at her grave. I blamed myself countless times, wanting to go back and stop it all from happening.Beta Theodore words clung to my skin, heavy and cold, seeping into my bones. He has come to me again, but to warn me to stay away.He wanted to protect his pack and I failed to protect someone that had always cared about me.I still remember him saying Diane is not innocent. I know Beta Theodore all words matter and it has a meaning to it. I kept on wondering what he meant by that.Wolves bowed as I passed, their eyes filled with something I couldn’t name, pity, fear, reverence. I didn’t acknowledge any of it. I kept my head down and my steps steady.I don't want this, not their pity or fear, all my life I have always been treated like garbage. A useless child you my parents. Cursed child to my village.Inside, the halls were quieter than usual. Too quiet.I
ALARICI stood by the door and noticed something was wrong.Desdemona did not look at me when I entered the room.She sat by the tall window, the gray morning light spilling across her pale face, her hands folded neatly in her lap as if she had been placed there by someone else. No chains. No guards. No fear trembling through her body.Her gaze stared into the empty space, looking at everything else except for me. As if she is deliberately ignoring my present.That unsettled me more than her screams ever had.My wolf stirred beneath my skin, restless, alert. The bond between us, once sharp and screaming, felt… muted. Not broken, but thinner. Like a thread stretched too far without snapping.“Desdemona,” I said quietly.She turned her head then, slowly, as if my presence required thought before acknowledgment. Her eyes met mine, and for the first time since Diane’s death, there was no accusation in them.No grief either.“Yes, my Alpha?” she replied.The words were polite, controlled a
DESDEMONALord Kieran’s arms were steady around me, I didn’t pull away. I didn’t cling either. I stayed there, frozen, my face pressed against his chest while my body slowly forgot how to feel safe anywhere else. His scent was unfamiliar, not Alpha, not pack, not possession. Just… human. Quiet. Gentle in a way that felt almost wrong.His hand rested at my back, not possessive, not demanding—just there, as if he was afraid that if he let go, I would finally fall apart. I stared past his shoulder at the dark window, at my reflection that no longer looked like me. My eyes were hollow. My face is thinner. The girl staring back looked like someone already halfway gone.I wondered how nice it would be if Diane were still here.The thought crushed me.My chest tightened, and I pressed my head deeper into his shoulder, breathing him in, not because I wanted him, but because I didn’t want to be alone inside my own head.I had almost killed myself.The realization came quietly, without drama.







