Novel & Cerita Enslaved by the alpha

Closing my eyes, bracing myself, I recited the words to take me home, the familiar incantation heavy on my tongue. One minute I was at the campsite, the chill wind still biting at my skin, and the next, I was in the Alpha's den, as he called it, a vast, oppressive room filled with shadows and the scent of old power. Before I could make a move, before I could even formulate an excuse, the guards were on me, their hands like iron clamps, pinning me in place. Alpha sat on his crude throne, a carved chair that reeked of authority, the hag to his left, her eyes glinting with malicious satisfaction.

I yelled, my voice ringing with sudden, divine authority. The First Alpha turned his crimson gaze toward me, pausing mid-fight as he held Buck and Eddie back with a barrier of shadow. “You are bound by my iron, little vessel. You have no power left.” “You made the same mistake every Alpha in my life made,” I snarled, silver light beginning to pulse beneath my skin despite the black chains wrapping my arms. “You thought I was weak because I was stripped of my pack. You thought my power came from a throne or a crown!”

My breath caught. He leaned in close, eyes gleaming. “You are a convenience. A distraction. The moment he comes to his senses, you’ll be forgotten like the filth you are.” “Let me go,” I said, pulling against the grip on my arm. “You can’t do this.” “I can do whatever I damn well please,” the Alpha snapped. Then he nodded once. Rough hands yanked me forward. “No!” I cried. “Let me go—don’t touch me—!”

"I have no interest in your offers or your hospitality!" A smirk tugged at the corners of Alpha Jasper's lips, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Still very feisty, I see," he remarked, his voice dripping with amusement. "But you will soon learn that your resistance is futile around me, Anna." I clenched my fists at my sides, refusing to cower before him. "I will never submit to you," I spat, my voice trembling with suppressed rage. "I will never be yours!" Alpha Jasper's smile widened, revealing a flash of predatory delight. "Oh, but you already are." He replied silkily, his gaze never wavering from mine. "Whether you like it or not, you belong to me now."

She explained, "I am glad you persuaded me on a date, though there are few memories I would rather forget." "Let's make some new ones then," he said. She couldn't wait to feel it on top of her. His trim figure was surprisingly strong. "Here?" Lisa inquired. "Why not?" Ruben chuckled. Everyone was busy partying when she looked around the deserted clearing. "What if someone shows up?" "Hey! No one can move without my permission since I am the Alpha." He grinned. She smiled back and sat upon the rock. She didn't move until she felt his fingers grip the zipper on the back of her dress and pulled it down.

Her eyes flew open with a loud cry. "You have no fucking right to casually call that name." Squinting my eyes dangerously at Slave, I pinched her chin and trapped her in the dark void of my eyes. "Alpha is the only thing you're allowed to let rest on your lips. Got it?!" "Yes, Alpha."

“So who is hot fiesty chic really?” “She saw me in my wolf form while I was performing the sacred moon ritual,” I said. “That’s all you need to know.” Lucian scoffed. “You kidnapped her for that?” I didn’t look up. “You’d rather the Council got her?” He frowned. “They’ll come either way. You know the rules. Humans who see us—” “Don’t live.” I finished the sentence quietly. He tilted his head. “Then why is she still breathing?”

He leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper. “I would like you to be mine.” Her mind reeled. Mistress. The word echoed in her head. She didn’t know what to say. Her lips parted, but nothing came out. Was she allowed to tell an Alpha no? And if she said yes… what did that make her? Still a servant? Something worse? Something more? “You wouldn’t be just a servant,” he said, almost as if he could hear her thoughts. “You’d be mine. And I take care of what’s mine.”

“Say it.” Elara’s hands fisted in his black hair, holding him there even as her mind spun with lingering hurt. “I’m… yours,” she breathed, the words both surrender and challenge. “But you’re mine too, Alpha. And one day, you’ll kneel for this bond the way you made me suffer for it.” Kael pulled back just enough to look at her, eyes wild. A dark, almost feral smile curved his lips. “Careful, little wolf. You’re playing with fire.”

But she couldn't. She could still feel it—the heavy, suffocating pressure wrapped around her throat like a collar of jagged iron. The Invisible Leash. Before they left for the academy, Alpha Thomas had locked his dominant gaze onto hers, unleashing the full, crushing weight of his Alpha command. 'If you ever attempt to flee, if you ever let Camilla lose face, if you ever fail to submit to her every whim, my pack-bond will rip your mind apart from the inside out.'