All Chapters of A slave to the alpha I rejected : Dark erotica 18+: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~Celeste~ I wake up to the rumble of wheels and found myself surrounded. My vision was clearing, and I sat up, my temple still throbbing. Had I imagined his voice back then, and What the hell was happening? "Ugh..Derek?" I call for my brother. I flinch when I hear a chuckle by my side. Tuning over to see a gazes on me as goosebumps grew on my skin. "The fucking cunt is awake; you’re nothing now," a guard snarled while the other snickered, watching me in my prison. It was more like a cage on wheels that held me. My hands and feet were bound in chains, barred with enchanted silver so I couldn’t run. "Isn't this the mighty Ayvoc princess those Crossvale bastards wouldn't stop chatting about?!" The second guard snickered as I watched them through my covered hair. I was the Ayvoc, the all-sacred and pure omega, the only female omega born to the Crossvale pack. A princess and daughter to the chief, a figure who once revered my people and a life bound to no man. Ye

CELESTE’S POV. ~~~***~~~~ My steps felt heavy as I was led further down the dark halls, and my guts twisted as my nerves ate at me. Even though I wasn’t fully bonded to my wolf yet, I could feel her agitation. Cross Vale Wolves were given a shifting initiation in our twentieth birthday , but I guessed I would never learn, not when I'd been captured by Syzar. In no way would I be allowed my shift; it would be seen as a threat more than a request. But it would be a growing pain I would have to live with before it killed me. Yes, trapping your wolf with no shift is a practical death sentence, but that wasn't what I should be most worried about right now. My dreaded thoughts were cut short as large doors swung open and we were pushed in. My brother, Derek, was by my side, taking the seat opposite mine. "Don't worry Celeste if he comes in here, I will protect you, trust me" Derek says as I nod looking around the space. The dining room had a twelve-seater table, with c

“That bastard, he dared touch what’s mine; he dared take her purity that I’ve dreamed of having for years!” Derek roared internally, his bloodshot eyes still wide from the scene that had taken place in front of him. Syzar defiled his sister Celeste, his twisted obsession for her kept him thrashing with anger that another male touched her. All the years he had waited and acted like a good brother towards her just to have a taste of her all now dumped in the drain because of Syzar Even though his tongue had partially begun to heal, his hands were severely damaged and would take days to recover. But right now he couldn’t predict he’d have any more torture as he was pushed out of his train of thoughts to see he was forcibly being led down to the dungeon by the two men, their strength clearly that of betas. He struggled and trashed against them, but their hold on him was too unfathomable to fight back. They pulled him into a dark room of the castle’s dungeon

The loud snap of wood embers burning in the fireplace echoed, causing Celeste’s body to flinch from the noise.Her eyes slowly blinked open before she shot awake. She found herself not on her knees but on the floor, lying on the warm bear rug that soothed her fever.She looked around, breathing in the warm air of Syzar's spice and cedar scent that was far too potent, a sign he was close. She sat up.Looking back, she saw the movement of a shadow—someone sitting in the armchair that faced right at her, daunting dark eyes spreading a cold shudder down her spine and, oddly, between her legs.“Did the matron not instruct you on what I prefer?” His deep voice echoed, screaming to Celeste that this wasn’t a dream.She shuffled back to her knees in surprise at his presence; she was, in fact, supposed to be kneeling.“Syzar—Alpha,” she corrected herself, her palms sweaty as she took in a sharp breath. Watching him, she saw his palms and fingers were dark red. Goosebumps filled her skin as she

The light rays of the morning sun illuminated the room from the window as Celeste rolled atop the clustered roll of clumped sheets that clung to her body while she writhed under them.Her body was sore with each movement as she felt a wicked sensation etched on her wrist, just as her eyes shot open.Celeste then realized last night wasn’t a nightmare, and right now wasn't the sweet, calm moment she had hoped for.Not when her body felt so sore, her hips burned, and her thighs ached from the alphas touch last night. But it showed it wasn’t just a dream, he was real, he is alive.The had been out cold for the last few hours since she had barely had rest since she was captured during her mating ceremony.The bruises around her arms made all the memories of last night rush back in a sweep that had her groan.The way Syzar ruthlessly touched and licked her, the way he used her body all night, not satiated in the least, and she had paid the price.“Well, that's one way to wake up. You are s