Damon:I had less than an hour to my meeting with my council members, where we would discuss the pressing matters of the counties of the kingdom. Each council member was a former alpha of his pack which was now a county ruler of one county in the kingdom a meeting of utmost i, A step further into the grand occasion of finally defeating the humans for good. It was what I had spent half of my life planning with my people, a project to which my subjects held me in high regard, yet I couldn’t stop thinking of a particular human girl.What was it about her that made me unable to carry out any threats on her? If anyone else, including the councilmen, ever spoke to me half the way she did, I would have them killed or imprisoned. What was it about her that made me keep repeating my threats over and over again, even though I knew she didn’t take them seriously? “My lord,” I heard a whimpering voice vaguely by my side before I realized the person was talking to me. “What?” I asked, slightly r

Silver: I ignored the wanna-be queen bee and sat at the only empty spot in the reception. I felt so stupid, having to wait for the people who would use me like a product. There was nothing funny about this situation. Every other person looked somber, and I knew that deep down within Mila’s heart, she was also sad to be here but just kept taunting me to make herself feel better. I sat down on one side, careful not to put pressure on my lower half. After hurting the guard who brought me here, I had stolen his pocket knife and I had it with me just in case things went south. “Too bad the Alpha can’t save you now, Silver,” she continued, showing me she was desperate to get on my bad side. Maybe she was just bored. Being in the harem would mess up anyone’s psyche. “Can you just shut the fuck up? We’re both going to suffer the same fate so I don’t get why you’re talking like your burden is going to be lighter.” I stated dismissively, showing her I was in no mood to deal with her shit.

Silver: The maid left, but the effect of her words remained with us. No one moved, the girls looking like they had just been bewitched with a freeze spell. “Oh my Goddess, this is bad,” Grace said, her hands quivering. “We're all gonna die,” another girl said, her hands shaking as well. “Maybe he won't be so hard on us,” Mila said, although it was evident from her facial expression that she wasn't convinced by her words. “Maybe he just wants to hear our side of the story. It's the matron he should be mad at.” The girls looked even more terrified than before. I understood their fear, but not to this level. They were talking like it was the executioner who had come for their heads and not their king. I knew Alpha Damon was pompous for his own good and exuded an aura of impatience and ruthlessness, but couldn't they see through all that like I did? Was he not supposed to be their king? To protect and provide for them. I never had a reason to be afraid of my queen back in my clan, be

Silver:“Miss Mila,” the steward who had called us into the throne room under the king’s order called. Mila was to be the first harem girl to be questioned. After she stood up and entered the scary-looking throne room to be interrogated, the rest of us sat in utter silence, awaiting our turn and praying within our hearts that he wouldn’t find lapses in our story. Having witnessed what the matron had gone through first hand, we didn’t have to bother about getting our stories to match. The last thing on our minds was bending the truth. We agreed to tell him all we knew.“Miss Grace,” the steward announced, coming back into view after a few minutes. I peered behind him to see if I would see Mila and know what to expect, by looking at her facial expressions, but she was nowhere to be found. Grace stood up and followed him just like Mila had done. I waited for several minutes, but she didn’t show up. When the next harem girl was called up next, I got the feeling I wasn’t going to see her

Silver: I let out the breath I didn’t realize I had been holding when I was far away from the throne room and away from Alpha Damon. Whenever I was with him, I suddenly found it hard to breathe or reason straight. Alpha Damon was just well, phenomenal, for lack of a better word. I didn't really get him. One moment he appeared to be nice to me and the next he acted like he wanted to kill me. I could still remember our discussion in his room some days ago, where I had poured out my heart to him and he had listened, even though he had no reason to. I still remembered how he had held onto me, rubbing his hands on my skin like he couldn't get enough of me. Just when I thought he was soft on the inside, I saw and heard the things he had done to the others. Now I understood just how cold-blooded he was, I couldn't bring myself to talk to him as freely as I had before. He was dangerous, that much was evident. He had told me the first day that he would bend my will and although he hadn't com