All Chapters of The Alpha's Enslaved - Book 1 and Book 2: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

***LucasGodric's beast snarled and sneered, saliva sheering from its bottom lip. Dax could hear the hateful words, blistering contempt for us. For what we did.We took Mia, not by force, not just through the mate bond. She chose us. And they couldn't control either one of us anymore. Warriors... the other packs, they were no longer whimpering at Godric's feet, oblivious to his torturous acts. Townspeople were in the street, ready to fight. Enough was enough and the people had had it. The uprising was a long time coming and Godric... his beast knew all it took was someone to step up.To make the first move. And it had to be the heir.The beast made the first strike, lunging for the throat. But Dax was too quick for the massive wolf, with its one good eye. With no patch to hide the grotesque gape, it sat atop its face like a putrid black hole, surrounded by mangled fur as it sheethed and writhed in anger.Dax countered and swiped his vicious claws across its ribs. The beast let out an i

***MiaI hobbled down a darkened corridor; sheet wrapped around my broken body. Blood from my side soaked into the thin fabric. Behind us, remnants trailed as our bloody footprints stepped out into the opening sunset. Deep gashes covered Lucas’ body. But he would heal. He was safe. Alive.And that was all that mattered.He came for me. All that time in captivity, I doubted him, doubted his love for me. But the King knew... and he used that information to lure Lucas back to High Moon.Fire and fighting descended beyond the courtyard. After the witch died, the barrier must have fallen, allowing the outer packs to invade. Bodies from both sides laid dead on the open field. Pain and anger welled in his eyes, but death and war went hand in hand. The King’s men, his warriors were loyal to only Godric and they would fight until their dying breath.My eyes spun over the ladden bodies. I didn't see my sisters. "Lucas, where are they? Where are my sisters?" I urged, gaze still searching over th

***Mia He took my elbow, guiding me towards an alcove off to the side of the garden, away from the chaos of the night. He led me in and closed the door behind us. Wild green vines stretched across the walls, reaching for purple and blue colored blossoms. He sat me on a wooden bench, centered between pots and plants of all arrangements, and for the first time since leaving... or more like being forced from our little cabin, I found quiet. Silence. True... there was war just a few steps away that this sliver of solace but in this moment, it was only my mate and me. His hand carved out the groves of my face, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip. My chest hitched with an involuntary shudder. The thumb didn't move but instead pulled it down, opening my mouth wider as he proceeded to move over my mouth with irresistable warmth. My body fused into him, forgetting how much I needed this like I needed water to drink or air to breath. Languid kisses continued as strong hands gripped my thig

***AriesAlmost 18 years later…When you thought of a bully, you probably thought of that boy who pushed you in mud at recess, ruining your new outfit. Or that girl that called you fat in the middle of biology and then told everyone you started your period in class.My tormentor… she did all those things. But well, she lived in the same house as me. Went to the same school as me. Was in the same grade as me. That’s what happened when your sibling… your triplet… shared in every stage of your life and was an absolute CUNT.Giselle.Gorgeous with dark raven waves, falling alongside her sun kissed shoulders. Her sultry ember eyes held every boy, man… even woman in her wake. She stalked into rooms with her slender long legs like she owned it. Always a fanfare of minions scurried behind in the coldness of her shadow, begging for a moment of her attention.But it was me she wasted those moments on. Maybe it was because people didn’t see her the way I saw her. I didn’t grovel at her feet and

***AriesI stretched my arms and looked at the clock - 6:05am.Another morning. But today was the eve of our birthday, April 8th. My stomach sunk, tied into uncomfortable knots. Other than the introduction of my wolf, this birthday was no different than the rest. But a queasy sensation took over… like I’d soon find out.I made my way down the main stairs to the warm aroma of coffee, already brewed. Mother sat with her mug, perched in front of the ceiling high windows which overlooked the wilderness, Iron Mountain gazing in the far reach. She looked out into the vast territory, eyes lost somewhere out in the distance, beyond the forest.“Morning, mom!” I bellowed, snapping her out of her daze. She blinked, eyes coming into focus, and turned towards me, the color in her eyes flickering back to that shimmering gray.“Hi baby. Excited for tomorrow? Or midnight, I should say?” she said, flashing me a smile. She knew at midnight every teenager in a 20-mile radius would be at Gio’s party, wa