The Alpha's Enslaved - Book I, II, and III のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

***MiaTwo days ago I sat on the cliff’s edge, overlooking the creek bed. It was our favorite hideaway, nestled between aged boulders, blanketed by foliage. The sound of a rippling brook ran below as I dangled my bare feet. My wolf and I preferred the quiet, away from the town gossip and bustling traffic. Lily was always with me... from as early as I could remember.See ordinary wolves didn’t appear until one’s 18th birthday, but not Lily. She was special... When I was just seven years old, my precarious self decided to slip away one winter night. My family followed my scent to a nearby frozen lake, only to find cracks above the surface, leading to a lone hole.The icy depths sat eerily silent below, no child in sight. Panicked, they crawled on the top layer of ice in search, praying to the Goddess to find me alive. But as the minutes passed by, despair began to set in.Just then, a beautiful white pup burst through the frozen cover. She shook the frigid water from her coat and fell i

***GodricAnother day of this shit. Finally, we had made it to the last town after two weeks of courting. Always the same women... bland, basic whores in every pack.The first few years of Courting Day were thrilling, suggested in fact by the Red Witch. Something new and exciting to fill my days. But now, the girls had caught on and every decent maiden worth considering was mated and wed by the eve of their 23rd birthday. I was now left with whatever leftovers each town had to offer.I wore my navy suit today, affixed with the High Moon crest. It was tailored to my broad, wide shoulders, and made my way through the village. The townspeople quickly moved out of my way and bowed in respect. Some tried not to stare at the gash under my eye. The battle took place years before. If the beast had been an inch higher, I would have lost my right eye. My dark obsidian eyes... The Goddess gave me these eyes to match my stoic face and furrowed brows. My hair was wild and unkept. I cared little wh

***Mia - Current DayI awoke to warm water, soothing my aching body. It did nothing to dull the ever present headache still lurching, but the scent of lavender and jasmine was enough to calm my hazy thoughts. I felt myself drifting in and out when someone lightly grabbed my arm. Immediately, my eyes fluttered open, jerking my arms inward. A warm face met my gaze, round and inviting. The old woman knelt beside the marble tub; her large bosom sat easily perched on the basin. She looked at me with cheery glow and said soothingly, “I won’t hurt you, darling. I’m only to clean you as instructed.”The tension in my shoulders eased slightly. A thin layer of filmy bubbles remained floating on the tub, giving me some minor privacy in this foreign place.Noticing the collar had been removed, I massaged my neck and could feel some slight bruising where the metal pushed against my collarbone.I looked back at the woman and shook my head. “Thank you but I can wash myself,” I said, reaching out t

***MiaGreta entered the room and began opening the curtains. Sunlight flooded onto my face, forcing my eyes to squint. My eyes were still puffy from the previous night.“Good morning, darling,” Greta called as she busied herself with removing the dinner tray. She brought in fresh fruit and toast for breakfast. The wonderful aroma of fresh coffee and cream filled my senses. I stretched my arms and rose to fetch the cup.“The King wants you ready. He’ll be up momentarily,” I heard her say. I shuddered at those words; my shoulders hunched over, tense and frigid.Today, I assumed, would be worse than yesterday. I remembered his words from last night when he pulled the silver cuffs. A chill crept down my spine. Maybe he would only “do things” in the privacy of my room, I told myself. But I knew that was a lie. He would have me anywhere he pleased.I walked to the bathroom and decided to clean myself up. When I came back out, Greta was gone but a blue gown with gold sequins was lying on my

***LucasFuck... why did I bother coming back to this place?I returned this afternoon to High Moon with my half-brother and future Beta, Thiago. We had different mothers, of course, but shared the same shitty father. He was a few years younger than me, but we were more like best friends than siblings.From the age of seven, he was trained to protect me. I used to tease him about his smaller stature but now... he was built like a pitbull. Short and stocky, with muscles shredding his thighs and upper body. What he lacked in height, he made up in stealth and pure strength. And never did I doubt his loyalty; he was my best friend.We were the black sheep among the warriors, even though we were father’s sons. The men that fought and protected my father thought they were above pack law. I think father molded them this way. Forged them this way.I kept a handful of my own Gammas, loyal only to me. Though we attended the normal pack functions, we were not allowed to associate with the rumore