Semua Bab Heat and Rut: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Isolde's Pov I woke up early with the chain still around my neck. The silver felt cool against my skin. The room was quiet except for the low fire in the hearth. Drayce sat in his chair watching me. He had that look again. The one that meant he wanted to play, the one that meant he would make me beg until I cried. He stood up. Walked over. Tugged the chain once. Made me sit up. "You slept well," he said. "Yes Alpha," I answered. He sat on the bed. Looked at me long. "Last night you took my cock in your ass so well. You moaned so pretty when I knotted you deep." My face got hot. "I liked it. I liked feeling stretched. Full. Owned." He smiled slowly. "I know you did. You cried when I filled you. You shook so hard." I nodded. "I could not help it. It felt too good. I still feel you inside me." He touched my cheek. "Today is different. Today I edge you, I make you close over and over and I stop every time, until you cry and you beg so hard you cannot speak." My stomach

Drayce’s Pov The great hall was packed wall to wall with my pack. Hundreds of them. Wolves I fought beside. Wolves I ruled. Wolves who knew better than to cross me. Fires burned high in the pits. Smoke curled up to the rafters. The air was thick with the smell of fur and sweat and anticipation. I stood on the raised dais at the head of the hall. Isolde knelt beside me. Her chain was short today. The silver leash wrapped around my wrist. She wore a thin white gown that clung to her body. Nothing underneath. The collar sat tight on her neck. The bite marks I gave her were clear on her skin. She kept her head down. Hands folded in her lap. Quiet. Obedient. Mine. I felt the tension before I saw him. The southern Alpha pushed through the crowd. Big. Broad. Red hair. Scars across his face. He stopped at the bottom of the dais. Looked up at me. Then at Isolde. "I challenge," he said. Voice loud. Carrying to every corner. "The human Omega. She is weak. Cursed. She cannot shift. She has no

Elowen’s Pov The glass walls of the chamber were cold against my skin. I was naked again, just like yesterday, but this time there were others with me. Other omegas, all sitting or standing silently around the room, their eyes downcast. They looked like beautiful, broken dolls arranged for display. I understood then why Thorne called this the Display Case. We were items in a collection, meant to be seen but not touched unless the owner wished it. Thorne stood outside the glass, his tall figure imposing even through the transparent barrier. He watched me with that same intense focus from yesterday, his eyes missing nothing. I wanted to shrink away from his gaze, to hide among the other silent figures, but I knew better than to move without permission. "Stand up," his voice came through a small speaker in the wall, sharp and clear. I obeyed immediately, my feet moving to the center of the room where he could see me clearly. "Look at me." I lifted my head, my eyes meeting his throug

Thorne’s Pov I found myself standing outside the Display Case every night now. My collection was vast, filled with beautiful omegas from various packs, but my eyes always sought out Elowen. She had a quality the others lacked, a fire beneath the submission that intrigued me. The other omegas were broken, their spirits crushed by their circumstances. Elowen was different. She submitted, but I could see the fight still in her, the resistance she kept carefully hidden beneath her obedient exterior. Tonight was no different. I stood watching her for nearly an hour before finally pressing the intercom button. "Elowen, come to the door." She rose immediately, her movements graceful despite the stiffness that still lingered from her new position in my collection. The other omegas didn't react, their eyes remaining fixed on the floor as she walked past them. They had learned their place well. The door slid open and she stepped through, naked as always. Her posture was perfect now, her bac

Elowen’s Pov The days blurred into a routine of lessons and pleasure. My body had learned to respond to his touch, to anticipate his desires, to find satisfaction in my submission. The other omegas in the Display Case watched me with a mixture of envy and fear. They saw the special attention I received, the way Thorne sought me out night after night, but they didn't understand the complexity of what was building between us. They saw only the possession, not the connection forming beneath it. Tonight felt different. There was a new intensity in Thorne's touch, a new focus in his eyes as he led me from the Display Case to his chambers. He didn't speak as we walked, his silence heavier than words. I could feel his mind working, his thoughts turning over something he wasn't ready to share yet. "Kneel," he commanded when we reached his chambers. I obeyed immediately, my knees hitting the soft rug as I looked up at him. "Look at me." I lifted my eyes, meeting his gaze. There was somet