Semua Bab A Tempting Maid For The Alpha: Becoming his luna: Bab 1 - Bab 10

RonikaI barely had time to react when a deep, fiendish growl from my father resounded throughout the entire pack field. The alpha power in the full throated grunt compelled every single werewolf to roll over on the ground, showing their bellies as an act of total submission. Those who hadn't shifted were wrenched down by the dominant aura, kneeling before the alpha male, including me.My father, the alpha of our pack, stood at the very centre of the field, his solid black wolf emanating pure power. Even our attackers couldn't resist the rawness of his rage, except for one man who stood unfazed a couple of steps beside me.The Luna, my mother was dead.I didn't know what to feel or how to react, even as my father approached where she lay, blood still gushing out of her cut. He carried his tail high in his wolf form, snarling as he finally stood before the man who had murdered my mother and Luna.I could hear my pack members whimpering at her death. Some couldn't contain their loud cri

RonikaIt was two days and a night of constant sobbing and mourning. My will was frail, the trust and love for my father broken, replaced by red hot vengeance. This pain of loss, coupled with betrayal, took over a portion of my mind. Like an invisible flame on my skin, it burned me. It caused an eruption of questions, a battle between good memories of my mother and the recurring image of her last seconds.I hardly discerned the sound of the door to my new room as it was pushed open. I could hear it creak from afar, but my eyes remained engaged and fixed on the flower garden. It was full of different types of glorious flowers that pleased my mind aesthetically. One stood out, though—orange lilies, my mother's favourite. It was like everything I saw reminded me of her."You didn't touch your food." That voice, bothersome, low, and calculated, filled the quiet room. It made my stomach contents churn in disgust as it took me back to my pack. The horrible images of my very own family being

Ronika"Y-ou can't do that," I stuttered, shaking my head as a cold feeling took over. I had seen my father whipping people, even in public, but I never thought I'd find myself in a similar situation."On-the-bed." He pronounced each word slowly and clearly, making sure that it sank into my mind."N-o." I crossed my arm over the hem of my towel, then clutched it under my armpit so it wouldn't loosen. Quinlan had other plans, though; he pulled it away in one go, leaving me shamefully bare for him. I tried to snatch it away from him, but before I could, he lifted me and threw me on the bed, making me gasp."I hate repeating myself." He approached the bed in slow but long strides, making me crawl backwards on the unmade bed. I couldn't believe I had been reduced to nothing; not even servants were treated in such a manner."On your stomach," he ordered yet again, his voice void of any emotion, and unlike before, I did as asked, swallowing painfully. My body was exposed to a stranger, a mu

Ronika"Sir Quinlan will kill us," Aria mumbled minutes after I regained consciousness. Not only had she forced me to eat, she had stayed by my side even though she knew the consequences."Why would I kill you?" Quinlan chose that exact moment to walk in, eyes settling on Aria, before his eyes zeroed in on me. I was lying down on my stomach, near the foot of the bed, facing the door."Great timing," I muttered sarcastically, attempting to pull myself up."What the hell are you doing in my bed?" A cold shiver raced down my spine as I stood by the edge of the bed. My legs wobbled while my vision tunnelled once more, making me lose my footing. I braced myself for an impact, but it never came. I felt a strong arm drape under my boobs, saving me from a nasty fall. For a few seconds, I allowed my body to relish in his touch for the first time before he steadied me on my feet and then helped me sit on the edge of the bed.I hissed, my ass burning at the first complete contact since he spanke

Ronika"I miss you mom," I spoke under my breath, staring at nothing in particular. I was lying on my stomach, with my head positioned on its side on top of my crossed arms. My mind was full of jumbled thoughts that required my attention."I wish you'd just stayed with me in the safe room," I added, my voice breaking as a lump formed in my throat. The feeling of missing her just came randomly, right after I woke up after a night of tossing and turning. Hours of trying to find sleep after the scenario with Quinlan and the encounter with his slutty girlfriend. I knew I was going to be late for my duties, but I didn't have any energy to move."I wish I could pay my last respects to you." My brain felt like it was being torn into shreds. As much as I tried not to dwell on it, her memories kept coming back. I should have at least been allowed to bury her and say my last goodbye to her before she was burned. My eyes closed voluntarily when strings tugged at my mind, sending scorching stabs