All Chapters of Enslaved by the Alpha Gods: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Lyrielle“Please!”, I begged, my voice cracking as my knees hit the solid granite floor. “You love me! Please don’t do this!” I screamed, tears trickling down my face.Around me, everyone stared on, not a trace of empathy on their hideous faces. As if I hadn’t served them for the last 18 years of my life.Cillian stared straight past me, nothing but resentment present in his eyes. Beside him, Gishlaine smirked. Clung to his arm as if she was the one that needed saving.Nails dug into my biceps, drawing blood in little crescent moons. Guards had forced me to my knees, but it wasn’t enough. I needed to be lower. Bow down before the Alpha and his chosen mate. The heir that she now carried inside her stomach.It was supposed to be me beside him. I had always been beside him. Beside his Beta, Jared. They were meant to be mine. But every time I scanned the crowd around me, Jared’s face never showed up.“Lyrielle Carston, you have hereby been rejected by Alpha Cillian Aster and Beta Jared Fo

LyrielleThe pack was crawling with guards. Some I recognized. Others I didn’t. All of them, though, knew me. Knew that I would be put out to slaughter in less than two hours.They were our biggest hindrance.Jared guided me well, making sure no one followed and covered our tracks as much as possible. Our scents, on the other hand, had been difficult to mask. Wolfsbane was essential for hiding scents and deterring anyone from coming close to our trail.On the other hand, it would also alert anyone close enough that someone was trying to deceive them.“Stick to the shadows and behind trees. Watch out for the brambles about one kilometre into the treeline,” Jared whispered as we made our way across the expansive lawn of the pack house. Not that any pack member ever entered it. “Keep your hood up. I laced it with wolfsbane. It will mask any scent; you know this. Head south.” He instructed meticulously.His hand was large and warm in mine. Clung to me almost as much as Gishlaine had clung

LyrielleSomething was wrong. I could feel my limbs. Feel my head throbbing. Even my heart, however haggard it currently was, was still beating.Opening my eyes, I was blinded by light. Unadulterated light. No shadows on the walls left by trees. No familiar sights or sounds.Something was definitely wrong.Maybe it was the realization of being rejected or the unsettling feeling that I wasn’t meant to be here, but whatever it was coiled around my stomach. Nausea had me upright in bed, inhaling deeply through my nose to try and calm myself.All I could smell was salt. Waves of it. The air was too clean. Too crisp. My ears perked, and all I could hear was that unfamiliar hum I had heard last night-Last night. Anguish gripped my chest to the point where I could barely breathe. Tears stung my eyes, and I clutched at the clothes I was in. Too tight. Constricting. I needed out. Away.Jared! Cillian!Another throb echoed through my skull, and I cried out through parched lips.What had gone s