BOUGHT FOR THE ALPHA KING'S PLEASURE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

King ZionThe shift back into my human form was fast and painless, almost as if my mind was being released quickly from a cage. I knew I had shifted into my wolf, but like always, I did not remember what I did in that beast form. It had always burdened me how every month I would lose hours of memory, no matter how much I tried to remember."Welcome back, my king," Clark said in a raspy voice, throwing a bedsheet over my naked body.He was seated on a swivel chair, his forehead creased with deep lines, his eyes seeming a little distant. He was the only one who had seen me without a mask since the first night I lost sanity, the only person who truly knew me. I blinked, sitting up, my eyes roaming over the damage in my room. The desk was broken, papers strewn on the floor; the window was broken, and shards of glass littered the floor. But as my surroundings sank into my mind, my brows furrowed."Wait," I said, raking my brain up. "How the hell did I get in here from the forest?" I had al

Reyna Robinson Fluttering sensations filled my chest and my stomach as soon as his words sank in. The thought of submitting to him, however, had a sudden ache stirring in my mind. He turned on his heel, his towering form heading for one of the doors in his office. "Don't wait for me to ask you to follow me," his deep voice snapped me out of my inner war and propelled my feet forward after him. Every step caused friction between my thighs and an increased warmth spreading from my groin, outwards, making me shorten my strides to hide it. Unlike at the healer's place, where his back repulsed me as he headed for the SUV, staring at it now had my hands itching to feel it beneath them. "Why is this happening to me?" I mumbled to myself. "I don't even have a wolf, so why is his saliva affecting me?" I whispered to myself, low enough for only me to hear. "Get on the bed." He opened the door to reveal an inside room, one that was a full master en suite. In the middle, a king-size bed sat, c

King ZionI sat on the balcony of my ruined room, a glass of scotch hanging loosely in my hand. My eyes swept over the vast kingdom outside the palace, the woods surrounding it, spanning far past where my eyes reached. Usually, that view alone brought a sense of pride in me, but in that moment, my hazy mind was filled with questions that kept on going in cycles.Several bottles of scotch lay discarded around me, their contents already drowned inside, in an attempt to bury what had transpired in my office, but it seemed to get clearer the more I drank. The worst part is I couldn't pretend that I didn't remember it because even when my wolf surfaced, my consciousness wasn't pushed away entirely."Zion!" Clark's voice sounded right before the main door closed and he stepped out on the balcony."Leave," I ordered without giving him time to talk, taking a gulp of the burning liquid. "Oh no," he chuckled, pulling a chair beside me. "You are not getting rid of me this fast." My jaw tightene

King ZionThe reports before my eyes blurred, for the hundredth time. I rubbed my hand over my eyes, then looked again, but everything seemed not to sink. The Council wanted reports on the border security, the treasury report needed my approval, and the eastern villages required additional grain supplies before the week ended. All matters required my attention, and yet every road in my mind led to one place: the slave's face, her body trembling beneath me as she orgasmed. Her scent remained heavy inside the office, and everywhere my eyes looked I saw her."Damn it!" I pushed the reports forward and stood, pushing the chair backwards. I looked at the time on the watch; it was exactly 5 O'clock in the evening. I was supposed to go swimming around seven, but since my mind was playing tricks on me, going two hours earlier wouldn't hurt anyone and it would help me clear my mind.I could feel my beast prowling beneath my skin, circling endlessly inside my head like a caged predator. Every f

King Zion"How could you allow a mere slave...filth...to sleep not only in your room but also in your bed?" Thelma's voice broke the silence in my office before the door had even finished closing shut behind her.I didn't look up from my phone; the updates sent by the leaders stationed in several divisions within the kingdom demanded more attention than her pointless outbursts. "I have never slept in there." Her heels clicked sharply against the floor as she approached my desk. "Not even once in over two decades," she complained.I continued scrolling through my phone, unbothered. "I asked you a question. Why did you let her sleep in your bed?" she repeated, the tone of her shrill voice sharp.I checked the final message on my screen before placing the phone down carefully. Only then did I lift my eyes and look at her. She was in her usual heavy makeup, but the seductive smile on her face was replaced by a sneer."What are you doing in my office?" I questioned.Her eyebrows shot up, t