Alma walked into the room. Elegant, bright. I wondered how she could fake her radiant smile. She couldn't hide her fear. It shone through her eyes. I knew how to smell fear after living with it for weeks.
If circumstances had been different, Alma could easily pass for a noble. She didn't look like most of their women did. She had seen many moons and revolutions, no doubt. She must have been fifty years of age— but she looked nothing like it. Her face didn't sag, her legs were straight and firm, and her boobs, and butt didn't need any adjusting to gain attention. Alma was sweet and kind, and so beautiful for her age. I knew that this was a problem. They would pick on her soon.
She walked into the room in her kitchen whites, holding a tray of lamb. She moved to set it on the table, and clear the clothes that had covered the table.
With precise and deliberate motion, Alma set the tray to a side of the table. Next she packed all the clothes on it and set it aside, dropping them on one of the sofas. All the while, her smile never left her face.She must have seemed a little to confident to the others, but I saw the falter in her steps and the fear behind her pupils, as she finally spread out the plates and the roast lamb.
She curtsied slightly as the people in the room rushed to grab a slice of the roast lamb she had set on the table. She turned around to leave the room.
"Umm. Hey! You!" Ethan called.
My heart sank. I suspected what would happen next. The chatter in the room had increased, so Alma walked on, pretending not hear— or not hearing at all.
"You! Slave!" Ethan called, causing all the slaves in the room, except Alma, to look in his direction. "I'm talking to you! Cook!"
Alma paused for a moment, her back to Ethan. Then she turned around to face him. Her smile intact.
"Are you deaf?" The Alpha's heir asked genuinely.
"No, your Lordship," she replied, smiling.
"You didn't hear that I called you?" Ethan inquired. His face, totally emotionless.
"I'm sorry, My Lord."
She bowed slightly and getting up in one quick move. "I didn't hear you call!" She explained."You have a name?" He asked.
"Alma Maris, You lordship," she said curtsying. Her smile, still very much in place.
The air seemed to still for me. I feared for her. If I had the power to, I would have teleported her out of the room.
"Whatever your name is, anyway. Bring us some more food and wine. Why is it taking so much time?"
"I am really sorry, your Lordship. I will get to it at once," she said, making to quickly leave the room.
I guessed she was okay. I breathed a sigh of relief. As she walked to the door, she passed Noah and he grabbed her hand. She froze in shock. I could tell them even if she tried hard not to show it, she jumped in fear within her.
"Hello! I'm Noah!" He said.
"Welcome to the house of the Alpha's heir," she croaked. Alma was having a hard time hiding her fear. Her voice faltered. This was no good as these people fed on fear.
"Sit with me for a moment," Noah said. He could pass for a polite gentleman in that moment. The other slave that had been sucking him off had finished. He had his pants up now, and the wine glass remained in hand.
That fucking bastard! He was going to try to screw her against her wish. Noah had become a monster.
At this time, Ethan caught my face in his hand and turned it towards him. I could see why.
He was kissing the noble's daughter that Gary had just fucked. And he wanted me to watch them."Watch!" He said, breaking away from the kiss and pulling up her dress.
She mounted him as he sat on the chair, letting his cock slide into her with ease. And she began to bounce on it without hesitation. Up and down. Up and down.She began to moan and leaned down in an embrace. Her hands around his neck, as her head flopped over his shoulder and Ethan grabbed her ass.
He took over the motion now. Thrusting upward from beneath her. Letting their bodies create slapping sounds as they fucked."Fuck! Fuck! Oh gosh! Mhhmm!"
The noble's daughter moaned and shuddered. Shivering and shaking as she came, squirting all over Ethan's cock.I sighed. My heart burned from the pain that Ethan was causing me. It seemed he got off faster when he knew he was causing me pain. I was sure that the only reason he had decided to put up with me as his mate —even after they had labelled my father a traitor— was to humiliate me further. He woke up everyday with new ways to cause me pain.
I looked across the room, finding Alma seated beside Noah. He had unbuttoned her white and exposes her breasts. He was toying with her nipples as she tried to push back lightly."Please!" She begged. It seemed that her pleas helped to egg him on.
Noah got up. Unfastening his belt dropping his pants to the ground and forcing his cock into her mouth. When she struggled, he slapped her. Then he pushed the cock deeper into her throat.
Alma had tears in her eyes, she glanced at me and her eyes said what her mouth couldn't. She would want me to stay still.
Ethan looked at the pain in my face and saw his moment. He knew this was it.
He walked up to Noah, and asked Alma to get up.She stood, her breasts, perky and exposed. Her pale skin, a sharp contrast to her pink aerola and redder nipples.
Ethan pulled down her dress and asked her to step out of it. Alma did, tears brimming in her eyes."Bend over the couch." Ethan ordered.
"Please, your Lordship. I'm –" Alma's pleas were cut short by a slap from Noah.
"Bend the fuck over!!! Don't speak back at him!" He roared.
Alma was weeping profusely now. Her body, exposed completely.
My blood began to boil at this point. I knew I needed to help her. I knew she would want me to be still, but Alma was only here to look out for the other females. She didn't have to serve tables at all.
Crack!
Ethan's belt came flying, whping her across her ass. She couldn't hold and she fell to her knees.
He went into a frenzy, letting his belt run wild. Lashing her in all the places he could reach. Her face, thighs, breasts, back, eyes, mouth. He lashed out with all his might.Noah joined in. He pulled the belt and with it's buckle he began to scourge Alma's skin. She screamed. My ear drums burned. It was like watching my mother being tortured.
The entire room had stopped doing anything else and were watching the spectacle.
I couldn't take it anymore. They could kill her and nothing would happen. Alpha Rasmus was Ethan's Father.
"Let her go! Both of you!"
I was surprised I had the strength to speak. I rubbed my throat.Both Ethan and Noah looked at me, perplexed, then they laughed out loud.
"Stop me!" Ethan mouthed and began to whip Alma again. Noah, began to use his fists this time.
I saw the gold before I knew it was happening. I felt the air around my body still for a moment. The hair on my skin spread out. My heart seemed to race, like I had just run a Marathon, and adrenaline rushed through my body.
I felt alive again.
Before they could respond, I leapt half way across the room — lashing out my huge claws into Ethan's side. I slashed his chest and sent him flying to the door.
Noah froze, unable to react. I bit his leg, sinking my fangs deep into his bones and hurled him across the room.
I snarled and stood guard over Alma's bleeding boody as she lay on the floor.I couldn't hold the wolf for much longer, and I fell. The gold turned to normal vision and then nothing.
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"Let it go, Aegerene."
"Let what go!? This traitor's pup will bring us down if we let her!" Aegerene yelled.Aegerene was the Alpha of Cadvill pack known for their slightly golden fur and hair. He had been challenging Alpha Cordaris of Gingern Pack who had said Elora should be allowed to leave on exile.
"And haven't we done enough damage to her? Why not send her off to some island on exile," Cordaris retorted.
"You've gone soft, Cordaris. Gingern Pack may be needing a new Alpha soon," Frenzern chipped in.
Finzern was the deadliest and most dubious of all Pack Alphas that were assembled in Alpha Rasmus' throne room.
"What did you say to me!? You bastard!" Cordaris yelled, leaping to his feet and walking towards Frinzern who had also gotten up in anticipation of the action.
"Alphas!" Rasmus roared. "This is important because the King of the Lycans has asked to meet with us. It is also important because that bitch attacked my son."
"What??" Cordaris asked. "She did what?"
"You heard me right." Rasmus fumed! "That bitch shifted to her wolf and attacked my son and his friend!"
"What?" That's extremely terribly. Word of this mustn't spread," Cordaris said, calm.
"If the slaves get wind of that, with the stunt Bernard's daughter has pulled, they may begin to get ideas." It was Beran who spoke. He was the oldest Alpha in the room, and had lead his pack —Randern— since they all could remember. He smoked a pipe and had refused to set down his hat at the door, he wore it over one of his eyes as he smoked. He puffed slowly, letting his words sink before continuing.
"What are our options?""I'd kill her without thinking twice." Rasmus growled, angrily, looking around himself as he did.
The other eleven Alphas were seated around him in arm chairs. These were the wolves that lead the packs of Alkarod. These were the same wolves who had plotted to continue the slave selling and buying even when the new King of the Lycans had outlawed it.
"Our options are; kill her or sell her."
"Kill her!" Frinzern called. "She's a threat now."
"All for the killing–" Rasmus began to say but was cut off.
"Listen, you can't kill her. She'll just be a martyr. Sell her off," Odion chipped in. He was known to be the wisest and the one who spoke least. He was as deadly as he was quiet. He led Tonvern Pack."
"Great idea!" Beran said. "We should sell her off."ELORAI opened my eyes in the carriage and sat up. My hands and feet were in chains. My sister, Olivia and our twin siblings were sitting by my side. My heart ached for them. I was deeply sorry that they had to go through this. Thankfully, they were not in chains. I pulled them in for a quick hug. "Are you okay?""Yes, Ellie," they chorused. "Is Mama going to be okay?" Olivia asked, speaking for all of them.My heart sank as I couldn't meet their gaze. What was I to say? I reached out to wipe the tear sliding down Olivia's face but it was a futile attempt as I was chained to the carriage. She wiped it off herself. I could see the fear in the eyes of my siblings and the marks of dried tears. They had wept until they couldn't weep anymore. That had been our life since our Father had been labelled a traitor. I couldn't cry anymore, my rear glands had been blocked with numbness. I knew I had to be strong for them, I had to feel something for their sake but there was something being a s
"Rasmus sent you?" The Lycan asked. He was now among other Lycan-sized men in black. They seemed to be his guards.As the slave masters pushed me towards the Lycan, I stumbled and fell, landing on my side. "Mr Kain. This one will suit your demand. She used to be a noble but she's a bit feisty."Mr Kain walked forward and picked me up from the ground with one hand, setting me on my feet. He examined my face and smiled slyly."Is she untouched?" He asked."She is, Sir." Everything in me hated this, hated being talked about like a piece of bread or clothing for sale. My heart burned with the desire to just take a knife and stab them.The slave master continued, "I can check, and show you." I remembered hearing about slaves being fingered, prodded and penetrated randomly to prove their virginity. I knew I had to do something quickly. I stiffened. I turned to my left and saw Olivia, Brian and Bennett."No. There'll be no need. I want her intact." He smiled, his eyes twinkled yet they se
ROME"Slavers?" Teriel asked. It was no news to that some Alphas were slavers but he didn't expect to see victims. "From Alkarod, you say?" The king stood steady watching the older female shield the others behind her in fear or caution. Her hair was shiny and long and the cool night breeze blew the silky strands over her face. She seemed almost mystic, like one of the goddesses painted on the castle. Rome couldn't help but feel drawn to her in that moment. Her eyes were amber and they stood out even in the night as the lamps cast a glow on them. "Yes, Sir. From Alkarod," she replied.Her eyes seemed to glow and the king blinked.Had he imagined it?From behind her, the younger female spoke up."There were some Lyca…"And the older one hushed her by turning back and glaring at her. He could see them breathing raggedly and they had some leaves from the bushes sticking out of their hair.Rome walked towards her with his arms outstretched, hoping that would prove that I had no ill inten
ROMEThe convoy of carriages finally arrived the palace in Hanaerum and there was only one thing occupying the king's mind, the meeting which he had set to depose Erika. The pain he felt at her betrayal worsened as he stared at the stone walls that had housed the woman he had once thought loved him and was loyal to him. He had asked everyone to be present at the meeting with severe consequences for any defaulters. He’d also be deposing Chester from his position as 'King's Hand.' Skye could comfortably hold the office. As it should have always been.Rome sat in the carriage a bit longer even after the doors had been opened for him. He was hesitant and didn't want to face the people. It was a feeling deeper than shame. He was disappointed in himself.How could the Lycan King be a victim of infidelity?How could anyone trust him to hold a country together when he couldn’t even hold his home together."Your Majesty?" Teriel called, holding the door.He stepped down from the carriage steel
ELORA"Hello, Love?" A voice called, stirring me awake.I was given the comfiest bed I had lain on in a while and I didn’t want to get up just yet. The wounds on my body had been bandaged and already started healing but the stress of the process had drained most of my energy and had caused me to sleep for a couple hours. I opened my eyes for a bit and squinted to see lamps burning brightly in the room although the dark sky visible outside the windows let me know it was evening already..The King's Advisor had made sure we were comfortable in the palace. He'd specially gotten us a room in the worker's quarter for us to stay together."Hello, Love!" The voice said again and I turned to face its direction. Someone was peering down at me with curious expression although her face only held warmth. She had on a grey gown and white apron, and her round face was kind. I jumped to my feet from the bed I had been lying on as I realized that I had slept longer than I intended to. Teriel had sa
ELORALucy and her brother were born slaves. Her mother had died trying to flee during the slave era and the reign of King Nathan. Lucy had explained how horrible his reign had been. She'd grown up under his reign and the only protection she'd had from evil nobles that tried to exploit slaves was her brother. She'd told me that she was a twin. Her mother hadn't known who their father was but Lucy said she had told them that a noble had slept with her. They knew they had Lycan blood but her mother had never told her who the noble was. All she'd done was arrange for her to get a job at the palace. And somehow, she'd been very well treated in the palace.Her brother had hated the palace job. He'd said he detested working under people who were the very oppressors. Lucy said she knew he had taken the job so he could protect her and watch over her.But years later her twin brother had run off to the South during Nathan's reign and she had not heard a word from him since. He had become a Bl
ROMERome was slowly getting used to the effect he had on ladies, not only because of the god-like features his Lycan heritage gave him but also the authority he wielded apparently was a turn on to most women. When he stepped into a room, all eyes turned to him. It was his special gift."Your Majesty." The ladies chorused, bowing.They couldn't look directly at him and he understood. With long, calculated strides, he walked past the two shelves that separated them and stood directly before the squirming ladies. If one could tuck their head into the ground they would have. He smiled enjoying their discomfort."Get up, both of you," He said with mock seriousness wondering why he found it amusing to pull their legs, "What're you doing in here?""Um–I," Elora stuttered. "I…We…"He cocked his head. "Look at me when you speak."She whipped her head up face was flushed with beads of sweat glistening on her forehead."You said I was–"He took a step towards her, leaving just enough space for
ELORA"Great, Your Majesty." I answered feeling my heart calm a bit but before the words were out of my mouth, his hands were on my neck, one hand cupping my jaw and tilting my head to the side as the other pushed my hair back to reveal the healing flesh. My breath was positively stolen as the firm grip he had on my jaw let me feel the rough callouses of his palm and I wondered how those hands might feel on other parts of my body.Wait…What?It took everything in me to step back from the tantalizing hold the king had on me but I did remembering I was only here to work and take care of my siblings.That thought put a damper on the trail of indecent thoughts my mind was going wild showing me. It didn’t help that he was still staring at me with eyes that blazed with…desire?My hands absent mindedly returned to the scar he was looking at and I felt the thinning raised edge of the now covered scar. My wolf must have been returning and I was healing quicker than I would have with her suppre