Lahat ng Kabanata ng BRED BY THE BULLY DEMON ALPHA: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

CALYX'S POV The air is disgusting, filled with the smell of rot and sweat. It's a mix of dirt and hopelessness that's hard to breathe. My wrists hurt from the ropes that tie them, and my body aches all over from being held captive for so long. I'm not even sure how long it's been. The wagon is moving over rough ground, and every bump slams me into the cold metal bars of my prison. The other women around me are quiet now, but their eyes show how scared they are. Their eyes are sunken, and their lips are pressed together in thin lines that tremble. I don't know where we are, but I know what's going to happen to us.The underground market is where they sell people like me. It's where people go to disappear. A voice outside breaks the silence. "We're here." The wagon stops suddenly. Heavy boots hit the ground. The smell of blood gets stronger. My stomach turns violently as the iron doors open with a loud screech, letting torchlight into our dark prison. "Get out," a rough voice orders

CALYX'S POV I'm slowly coming to consciousness, like I'm being dragged out of a dark pit. My head is pounding, my body feels heavy, and for a moment, I have no idea where I am. The smell of burning herbs is still stuck in my nose, mixed with something sweet and floral, like jasmine and honey. But this scent is all wrong - it's too soft, too delicate. I snap my eyes open. I'm not in that cavern anymore.As I look up, I see a vaulted ceiling with gold patterns swirling across it, like the veins on a leaf. My eyes move down to the silk-covered walls, thick carpets, and the huge, luxurious bed I'm lying on. It's so big it could swallow me whole, with sheets softer than anything I've ever felt. But here's the thing - I'm chained to it. Panic sets in, and I tug at the restraints. Golden chains, which look delicate but are actually super strong, keep my wrists tied to the bedposts. The metal glows slightly, humming with a weird warmth, like it's alive. I'm breathing fast, trying to break

I couldn’t breathe.It felt like my lungs had forgotten how to work, like something heavy had settled inside my chest and was slowly crushing me from the inside out.My throat burned when I tried to swallow, raw and tight, as if even air had turned against me. I coughed—nothing came out. Only a weak, broken sound that didn’t even feel like mine, My whole body shook violently.Like my bones couldn’t hold me together anymore.I lowered my gaze to my hands, and my stomach dropped.My veins—They weren’t normal.They shifted under my skin, faintly pulsing as if something alive had woken up beneath them. A strange movement, like dark threads crawling just under the surface.My heart slammed hard against my ribs.What in the Moon Goddess’ name was he doing to me? Before I could even form another thought, I felt it. The shift in the air. Iskander moved.Slowly, he rose from where he stood, as calm as ever—like I wasn’t falling apart right in front of him. My eyes followed him despite myself, f

My days were all beginning to feel the same. Empty. I sat curled up on the bed inside the room they had given me, my knees pulled tightly against my chest as silence filled the space around me. The room was luxurious—too luxurious. Golden walls, expensive fabrics, polished marble floors, everything designed like a royal chamber.But none of it changed what it truly was. A cage. There were no windows. No sunlight. No fresh air. Just one giant door that refused to open no matter how many times I tried.My eyes burned as tears slipped quietly down my cheeks. I wiped them away quickly, but more followed.I kept thinking about how my life had turned into this.How everything had fallen apart so quickly.One moment I had a normal life… and the next, I was trapped inside the home of a monster. Then the thought hit me again, heavier this time.Being an orphan was the cruelest thing in the world. The ache inside my chest deepened. I missed my parents. I missed home. I missed the feeling of belo

“Ma’am,” one of the girls said, stepping forward. “The center manager said if you don’t mind… we should escort you to the party now.” I looked at her. For a moment, words failed me. Not because I had nothing to say, but because everything inside me felt heavy—like my voice had been buried under exhaustion, anger, and something close to resignation. I nodded once. That was all.I tried to walk, but the moment I moved, I felt it. The heels. Heavy. Strange. Unnatural on my feet. I frowned slightly, almost stumbling before I steadied myself. Right… I wasn’t used to this. I had never worn anything like this in my life. Still, I forced myself forward. Step by step. The door opened, and I followed them out.The hallway stretched endlessly. And for the first time, I actually saw where I was. Not just a room. Not just a building. A palace. A massive, terrifying palace carved with ancient war symbols across the walls. Stone pillars lined the path, each one holding armor—dead soldiers’ armor—dis