Amy’s POV“Do you know why you are here?” a deep voice asked.I opened my eyes only to see a commanding figure just inside my cell.“No, Alpha,” I whispered, hating the fact that my white nightdress was torn revealing my bruised thighs.“You are a liar, Amy,” he said, coming closer to where I hung, chained to the wall.The urge to bare my neck was overwhelming yet impossible given my restraints.“I didn’t know what Jake was planning. Honestly.”A strong hand gripped my neck. I stared, mesmerised, at his muscular biceps.“Lisa rejected her mate. Did you know that?” I shook my head. This was a whole lot worse than I had feared. “So you will pay. Cut her down.”The ropes had left red marks on my wrists and ankles, though I was more concerned about keeping my balance. My long black hair was matted yet not filthy; I had only been in the dungeon overnight.“Please, Alpha Kane, why won’t you believe me?”He didn’t answer and I saw him staring at the ripped lace which barely covered my breast

Kane's POVI was in a foul temper as I waited for the Omega to return. Grandmother had told me a few home truths about my erratic and self-serving behaviour and I was looking forward to punishing the delectable Amy. Ever since she and her brother had been accepted into the Crescent Moon pack I had lusted after the dark-haired beauty and now I had the perfect excuse to enslave her, Selene or no Selene.But it wasn’t to be. The Moon Goddess had conspired to thwart me and I needed an outlet for my frustration. Chrissy was always compliant, taking whatever I meted out. I sometimes rewarded her by allowing her to suck my cock, a task she excelled at, though it wasn’t going to be like that today.I was almost tempted to follow her around as she cleaned but restrained myself. Instead I paced up and down, tense and on the verge of allowing my wolf to take over. Rhett had been restless for weeks, ever since Selene had told me she wanted to wait until the official mating ceremony. Given that he

Kane’s POV Did she think I was stupid, or something? Well, there was no escaping me now. In her dreams, just as she had been starring in mine. I stalked towards Amy. “What delights can I look forward to, girl?” “I ordered a selection of cold meats, master. Is that okay?” “No sausage?” Her dark blue eyes widened slightly. “They’re keeping it back for breakfast, master.” “Who’s the Alpha?” I demanded. “Y – you are, m – master.” I loved it when she stammered. “Never mind. Are they sending it up pronto?” “That’s what they s – said, master.” She was such a little minx. Was she playing me? I had to know. “Then we’d better wait until they arrive.” I sat back on the bed and patted the place beside me. “Sit.” Amy hesitated. I had her cornered now. “Or would you rather it was on my lap?” That galvanised her and she parked that delectable rear with a satisfying creak. Some people preferred a silent mattress while I loved the sounds of congress: all of them. “I am quite hungry, mast

Amy’s POV No-one had warned me about this. I would probably have thought twice before answering that first, tentative approach from Ariadne. Though I couldn’t deny I was in the right place at the right time and it would bring me into close contact with him, Kane. Now we were alone, I was reverting to type. The good old family tradition was continuing to haunt me, even from a non-family member. Why did he have not one, but two beds? Admittedly, this one was kitted out better with silken sheets and sturdy head and footboards. I wasn’t sure about the purpose of the circular cut outs though they were symmetrical and did not immediately catch the eye. The instruction to crawl unnerved me and I didn’t need to invoke the helpless act. I thought about Jake and inwardly shuddered. A question I hadn’t wanted to address had been raised by Alpha Kane and it was continuing to torture me as I moved slowly towards him. That was when he drew my attention to the cupboard and made sure I got a good

Amy’s POVI stood there, my legs jammed together, not understanding what Kane meant and unwilling to ask.Hoping to lighten the mood, I asked, “Do you want my panties now, or later?”“Don’t tempt me, slave.”I’d forgotten his title again though he didn’t seem to care.I caved, despite everything, not liking the new tension between us. “Please, tell me what you want, master.”“You,” he said. “Eventually.”How was I supposed to interpret that?“Master,” I began, aiming for a little variety in my conversation. “While I’m awaiting further instruction, would you like me to clean in here?”I assumed I had imagined the snort of contempt given his reply.“See that you do a good job,” he said. “Or else.”Then it dawned on me. I felt almost happy in the knowledge that I was tasked with duties other than those of a sex slave. For now.When I dared to look round I saw that Kane had returned to his bedroom. Not long after that Chrissy turned up and I assumed he had summoned her.“Hi,” I said, forg