Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE SLAVE WHO REJECTED THE ALPHA : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

POV RavokI had created that space so I could work whenever I came to Verisure, but I never came.“Why can't I have a room of my own?” Melany turned to face me, the movement direct, without hesitation, but with the tension still held in her body.I didn't look away.“Because, in Verisure, you need some level of protection.” I kept my voice low, unhurried, letting the words settle before continuing. “Without that, you stop being someone who moves around and become something that can be taken.” I watched her reaction before finishing, attentive to the exact moment understanding began to form. “Human flesh isn't taboo here,” I added with the same precision. “It's a delicacy.”There was no need to say anything more.Melany swallowed hard and turned back to the room. Her gaze traveled across the uninterrupted glass, the exposed bed in the center, the transparent bathroom—and for one brief moment, she stood perfectly still, as if rearranging her own place within that space that offered no s

“Yes. That's why I asked. Why should I be afraid?”His hand moved then, but not to touch me directly. It reached for my hair, catching between his fingers that stubborn strand that had always insisted on falling across my face. My body reacted before I could control it—a sharp pulse in my throat, another lower down, unexpected.That closeness made me far too aware of the short nightgown I was wearing, of my bare legs, of my exposed collarbone because one strap had slipped off my shoulder...He held the strand for a second longer than necessary, his eyes fixed on it. Then he brushed it away from my face, tucking it behind my ear with a slow movement—not gentle, not exactly careful.Controlled.His expression didn't soften.The tension remained, firm, etched into the line of his jaw and the veins in his neck, as if anything could snap that restraint at any moment.I couldn't understand why he was so angry about my attempt to leave the penthouse. I had done worse before...I had tried to

Darrow tilted his head slightly, a crooked smile spreading across his face, dripping with irony.“My dear, the gypsies were on this land long before the witches.” He made a broad gesture with one hand, indicating the space around us—the stalls, the lights, the people. “If you think witches are filthy, then you haven't met the gypsies yet.” The smile remained, narrower now. “But they negotiate. They always negotiate. If you want something, you offer something in return. And that...” His eyes briefly passed over Ravok. “…usually isn't a problem for the king.”Ravok didn't answer.He simply kept walking.Romeo stayed close, his body drifting slightly ahead at times, as though intercepting any approach before it could reach Ravok.They moved between the stalls, avoiding hanging fabrics, low tables covered with goods, people who stepped aside only enough to let them pass.And even so, the eyes never looked away.Everyone knew they didn't belong there.Inside the car, my fingers pressed aga

He stepped back and lunged again, more directly this time, biting into the side of her body between the plates, where there was an opening.The impact was brutal.She reacted with a violent twist, spinning her body free, her claws raking across his side one after another.They broke apart for a second.Heavy breathing.Bodies taut.Then they charged again at the exact same moment, and that was when I knew the fight would only end when one of them was dead.The beast struck first, opening her jaws to an impossible angle, aiming high, straight for his throat.At the last instant, Ravok shifted his weight to the side and slipped beneath the attack, slamming into her with his full force. His forepaws pinned her torso against the wall, crushing her there, preventing her claws from moving.She reacted immediately, writhing violently, trying to twist free, her claws scraping against the stone and along his side in search of leverage.But the wolf gave her no room.His head shot sideways, his

“No.” I shook my head, too quickly. “I just... couldn't grasp it. I'd never seen anything like that.”The silence lasted a second, but it wasn't empty.It was filled by his heavy breathing.“Because that's the shit I was trying to protect you from when I locked you in the car.” His voice dropped, but it lost none of its force. “That's what I'm protecting you from every time I tell you to stay in your damn room.”I took a deep breath, but the air still felt too short.“I...” My voice came out quieter, and it sounded like I was mewling. “I know. Now I know.”He looked away, turning back toward the mirror, as though ending the conversation would be easier than continuing it.“Fuck it.”Ravok was simply used to obedience.Used to every head lowering the moment he walked into a room.Every time my defiance went too far, he couldn't keep his anger under control.I didn't leave.I took another step forward, this time crossing into the bathroom, the cold floor beneath my feet while the sound