Enslaved by the alpha Novels & Stories

Aria and Destiny's world have collapsed, leaving them feeling devastated. Just when the sisters thought things couldn't get any worse, they are taken captive by the Crimson Moon Pack, a notorious werewolf group governed by a cruel Alpha king. Forced to endure the pains imposed upon them, they must find their freedom and escape through this dark time. As days pass by, a spark begins to grow inside Aria. She swears to reclaim her freedom and put her life back together again alongside her sister. Her will and determination become stronger with each passing day, but things become complicated when Destiny finds out she is the cruel Alpha king's mate!

Another guard stood there and when I came steps away, he opened the massive door again, and I walked out of the throne room, my heart shattered. My trembling steps led me back to the modest room I call my own, though it felt more like a cage. I had reluctantly accepted Alpha Hunter’s claim, a declaration that bounded me to a fate I never imagined. As I entered the room, I burst into a torrent of tears, betraying the strength I displayed in front of Hunter and his wife. I crumpled onto the edge of my bed, feeling utterly trapped and powerless. I never wanted this life, to be a vessel for the heartless alpha’s legacy.

she informed and Mirabel stared at her confused, it's not like she's a criminal or something. 'you are actually a criminal, you stole his money and wrist watch' her subconscious reminded. 'yeah but that doesn't mean he can lock me in his house, this is actually called kidnapping, he could go to jail' she replied in her mind. 'and what you is called stealing. You can go to jail too. Mind you, he's rich he can always get out' her subconscious stated. 'you have a point' she nodded her head, "boss Adrian's order, you should stay in his room until he return" Lily's voice snapped her back to conciousness.

But I didn’t get very far. Heavy footsteps thundered behind me almost immediately. A strong arm clamped down on my shoulder like a vice, yanking me backward and lifting me roughly into the air. I kicked and screamed, thrashing wildly, my throat already feeling raw from the force of it. “Let me go! Please!” “We should just kill her here and now,” Kora growled in anger, her voice close behind us. “No,” the man snarled through gritted teeth, glaring down at me as I struggled. “The Alpha wants her alive.”

he concluded. I felt tears cloud my eyes, and my vision suddenly became hazy. I staggered backwards, his words replaying in my head as I tried hard to not cry. He was right; even though he had been hurting me all this while, it hurt worse now because I felt a strong longing for him, and I had feelings which he wouldn’t reciprocate. Forever, I was going to be attached to one person and that was him alone. This was the true meaning of being enslaved to him who was the Alpha King of the Shadow Pack.

The second most powerful Alpha of the century growls angrily at me. Am all alone and my survival ain't guaranteed. He move his face closer. His breath collides my skin. They heighten my hair follicles and instill limitless fear within me. My breath stops. I whimper fearfully and hope my death ain't guaranteed. Angrily, he jaw grip me off the ground. I gasp and struggle non stop for freedom and breath. Breathing is Impossible. His Alpha grip around my neck denys air passage. More of his grip and am dead.

This would be a sucide move and even in my current state, I wasn’t ready to leave the world. Then Alpha Nick's voice, lazy and authoritative, cut through the rest of them. It was the way powerful men spoke when they expected silence to follow. "Five million." He was leaning against a pillar with his arms crossed and those pale, creeping eyes fixed directly on me, undressing me. He licked his lip once. Slowly. Like he was already making plans for the two of us after the auction. I looked away. I was close to puking my guts out. My brain was still working even while the rest of me was trying not to fall apart. Why was Matthew doing this? What does he get from this? What did selling me to one o

“P-please wear your clothes first, miss.” Finally. Someone who was humane. I slipped my clothes into my body, and when I was decent enough to face anyone, I went to his side. “What happened? Who is the slave?” “He is an alpha.” An alpha slave? How did it happen? Alpha’s were strong and would not let anyone capture them without giving all the fight. And if worse comes to worse, they will kill themselves than let others catch and turn them into slaves. I did not know, but the other part of me was curious, so I asked, “What is his name?”

The car halted with a light screeching sound and now, I have to go to him and convince him to sign this contract. “I will come back after an hour, Wait for me here. But, No need to follow me,” I instructed my driver and he nodded obediently. I slowly stepped out of the car and looked around. The guards were present in a specific uniform but were looking a lot better in physique and strength as compared to our guards. No doubt, This alpha was so cocky and proud. I walked straight to the pack house and surprisingly, No one stopped me and asked me about my destination. I was in a navy blue tuxedo and asked the guards about the alpha.

In a final act of defiance, he lunges at us, claws extended, but we are ready. With precision and teamwork, we overpower the Alpha, subduing him and rendering him defenseless. Chains once used to bind me now encircle him, symbolizing his defeat and the reclamation of our freedom. He is our trophy, a reminder of our strength and resilience in the face of adversity. As the Alpha lies defeated, his malevolent presence reduced to mere whispers, the chamber falls silent. We, the Athens pack, stand together, victorious but not unscathed. The scars of battle mark our bodies, but they also serve as reminders of our unwavering spirit.