Semua Bab Tormented By Mated Alpha,Claimed By Feared & Cursed Alpha: Bab 11 - Bab 20

“Bring them all out!” The same voice threw orders into the air.And before we knew what was going on, our door burst open, and wild-looking men barged in, dragging us all out.I tried to protest but they were too strong. I mean, I was but a frail and weak woman who had spent days weeping, hungry, thirsty and exhausted. I couldn't fight because there was no more strength left in me to even protest.Mira, on the other hand, didn't bother to protest. The moment the men grabbed her, she went with them without saying a word.We were shoved alongside other slaves, who were also heading outside through the hallway and soon enough we were gathered in the square of the “slave quarters”, as they called it. It was a large open air ground, where the slaves were gathered when they needed to be addressed.Through the large crowd of slaves, I couldn't find Mira. And since I was still new there, I couldn't find anyone I was familiar with too. But thankfully Mira was able to find me.“Hey.” She tapped

The silence that followed was suffocating. Raphael laid crumpled against the shattered remains of the bookshelf, wood splinters digging into his palms, and books scattered around him like fallen soldiers.His skull throbbed where it had connected with the edge of the shelf, and he could feel the slow, warm trickle of blood threading down the side of his head.For a moment, he didn't move, he just stayed there, staring up at the ceiling of Alpha Jackson's study, blinking slowly, as he tried to process the fact that Jackson, his childhood best friend, and brother in every way that mattered, had just sent him flying across the room.In the many years of knowing each other, through training, battles, and all the brutality the world had thrown at them, Jackson had never once raised a hand against him in that manner.Well, until now.Raphael pressed his palm flat against the floor and pushed himself upright, his joints groaning in protest. His wolf stirred restlessly inside him, his wounde

The guards in the hallway snapped to attention the moment Alpha Jackson's voice cut through the corridor.There were five of them stationed at varying points along the passage, and within seconds, all five had closed the distance and assembled before him, their heads bowed and necks tilted in immediate submission, awaiting orders from him.He didn't waste time at all. His eyes swept across them quickly, assessing not just their faces, but their posture, their alertness, and the readiness behind their eyes."You." He pointed to the first guard on his left, a broad-shouldered male he recognized as one of the more level-headed members of the inner patrol. "I need the cleaners organized and sent to my study immediately. Don't let them drag their feet. The room is a mess. I want it dealt with before I return.""Yes, Alpha." The guard straightened and moved without hesitation.Jackson's gaze slid to the second guard. "You. Get the head maid and whoever she needs and send them to the spare r

"Guards!" Alpha Jackson's voice cut through the noise like a warrior's sword, sharp and commanding, hitting off the walls of the court with authority that left no room for delay.The heavy doors swung open almost immediately, and one of the outer guards stepped inside, shutting the doors firmly behind him. The muffled chaos from the corridor didn't quiet down completely, because the voice outside was too determined and fierce to be silenced just like that. Instead, it kept pushing through the thick walls and doors, refusing to be stopped by either."LET ME IN! I AM NOT LEAVING! NOT WITHOUT SEEING THE ALPHA. YOU HEAR ME? I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE WITHOUT SEEING HIM!" The voice kept yelling.The guard who had entered bowed deeply, with his eyes facing the ground. The elders stared at him and noticed there was a fresh scratch along his forearm that had not been there before. They immediately knew that whoever was on the other side of those doors had not made his job easy."Yes, Alpha." He

~AT A SECRET LAIR~The room was small and it smelled of wood and concrete mixed together. There was a narrow bed pushed against one side of the wall, a wooden table in the center, and a single window so high up near the ceiling that even a grown man standing on his toes could barely reach the ledge. The light that came through it was pale and dim, the kind that would give no real information about what time of day it was or where in the world you might be.Little Jake sat in the far corner of the room, his small knees drawn up to his chest, his back pressed hard against the wall like he was trying to push himself through it.He heard the lock before he heard the door. The bolt scraped back with a sound that had become the most frightening sound in his world, and he shrank further into the corner, pulling himself as small as he could go, his wide eyes fixed on the door as it swung inward, and Vera stepped through.She was a young maid, not really taller than some of the older children