บททั้งหมดของ BRED BY THE BULLY DEMON ALPHA: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

PROLOGUE **BlOODFANG CLAN**ALPHA ISLANDERIskander Damaris stood at the edge of a dark forest, his golden eyes burning with hunger. Calyx Vale's scent was etched in his mind, a fire in his blood. She was a rare-blooded she-wolf, the only kind who could bear an Alpha's heir - his heir. Her scent lingered, and a cruel smile spread across his lips. He'd spent years searching, destroying packs, and now he'd finally found her.Just then, his Beta approached cautiously. "Alpha, there's something -" Suddenly, a whisper of movement caught his attention. The wind shifted, and then he felt pain - a blinding, white-hot agony as steel pierced his back. His body convulsed, and his knees hit the ground. The scent of his own blood filled his lungs. He felt betrayed.Boots crunched on fallen leaves. A smooth, amused voice spoke, "Looks like the mighty Iskander finally bleeds." Another strike hit his throat. Darkness rushed in, consuming him.CALYX’S POVBlood. I see blood everywhere, like a dark

CALYX'S POV The cold air feels like it's biting me. I gasp as my back hits the hard stone altar. The rough surface scratches my bare arms. Chains rattle and cold metal digs into my wrists, holding me captive. I pull on them, but they won't budge. The weight of the chains makes me feel sick with fear. I am trapped.The air is thick with the smell of burning herbs, a strong and earthy scent that makes my throat feel blocked. Torches line the walls of the cave, their flames flickering and casting spooky shadows that look like they're moving. I feel a chill, but it isn't because of the cold - it's because of the man standing in front of me. Iskander.He stands over me, his sharp face hard to read, his golden eyes shining bright in the dim light. He wears dark robes with fancy stitching that shows off his kingdom's symbols. He stands tall, like a man who owns everything. And right now, that includes me. "You're mine now," he says, his voice low and firm. I grit my teeth. "No way."His lip

CALYX'S POV Days run by in an endless, suffocating silence. I've lost track of time in this luxurious prison. There are no windows to see the sun rise and fall. The only things that remind me time is passing are my own steady breaths, and him. Iskander. He's always here, watching me, but he never touches me.He doesn't touch me or try to control me with some twisted ritual. But he's always watching me. Every evening, he slips into my room like a shadow, his presence quiet and unsettling. He doesn't say a word or try to get closer to me. He just stares at me with those piercing golden eyes, his face expressionless.I should feel relieved that Iskander hasn't touched me. But the way he looks at me makes my skin crawl. It's not lust or anger; it's contempt. That realization burns deep inside me, and I don't understand why. Is this some kind of mind trick? A way to break me without even touching me? The chains, the fancy clothes, and this luxurious prison are all suffocating me, but