Enslaved by the alpha Novels & Stories

"You have a way to locate us, and I can't allow you to come back. Besides, if you get involved in problems, I will also have problems. It is better to stay in our sight, even if it is extremely unpleasant to smell this disgusting smell of humans on your skin." "Why would you have problems?" "She talks too much," grumbled my captor, making a face. The Alpha stared at him, the man swallowed it dry. "Alpha, she won't survive for long. I can smell the disease rot inside her. We may never reach the witch to reverse this cruel fate." "You remember the witch's words," he just said. My captor lowered his head. Everyone spoke in a very rude and firm tone, but the Alpha had a much greater ability to m

Gina murmured quietly. "What makes you think I'll let you go so easily, merely because you played a game and defeated me? You were sold to me right after your mother used you as collateral. You belong to me. You're my property. Only I have the right to decide if you live or die. Until you repay your debt, you have no personal life. I have complete control over your privacy and your body. You'll serve as a sex worker until your mother repays every dime she borrowed from me," the Alpha declared, gripping Gina's neck tightly, causing her to struggle for breath. Finally, he released his grip when he saw she was losing consciousness.

“You are just being moved back to the slave quarters. You do not deserve to be here.” “What do you mean?” “Get out of bed, collect your things and return to your room. Someone else will be moving in here. I don’t know what you did to the alpha but you messed up real big. I heard about your little stint with Miss Erica and Mrs. Jamison. What? Did you think there would be no consequences for your behavior? Did you think that just because the alpha returned you, it meant you were special? No, darling. You thought wrong. You will always be a slave.”

“And if she rejects you?” Lucien looked over the rim of his glass, eyes gleaming like molten silver. “She won’t.” His eyes darkened dangerously, “She can’t.” He walked to the bar and poured more wine into his glass, the dark liquid catching the candlelight. He took a slow sip, savoring it like a fond memory. “Do you know what makes an Alpha so predictable?” He asked. He didn’t wait for Cobon to form an answer, “They protect by claiming. They cage what they love. Eventually, everything inside that cage suffocates. She will feel it first. She will start to dream of escape.”

“We will stop you.” The Alpha’s smirk widened. “You really think you can defeat me? I’ve ruled for decades. I am the Alpha, the one who controls all. And you,” he looked at me with a sneer, “are nothing more than a tool—just like every other pawn I’ve used.” I clenched my fists, the power inside me rising to the surface, eager to lash out. The Alpha’s words were like poison, seeping into my mind, trying to weaken me. But I wouldn’t let him. Not this time.

They knew it was of no use to argue with the Alpha but they could not let that happen. Both of them lost in their own selves, each trying to come up with something to convince Alpha to withdraw the statement. Martha still could not get clarity in her mind for what all was happening. The Alpha took notice of the reaction of all three of the visitors to its house and spoke again, “Your daughter Benjamin, would now act as per the terms of the agreements and henceforth would now serve me in whichever way I may ask” it completed his statement with a smirk. Martha could make out his intentions through the smirk and felt disgusted.

I didn't move or flinch when he did that. The crowd mostly gaps from what they witness. They thought the Alpha was going to kiss me. But no, he whispered in my ears. “You're now my slave and you can't do anything about it.” He whispered in a monotonous voice.

The power thrummed through his veins,foreign, yet somehow right. A council member who had remained standing took a step forward,an alpha: strong and defiant. “This is impossible,” the alpha’s voice shook. “No omega has this kind of power.” Eiren looked up at him, and their eyes met. “Kneel,” Eiren commanded again. The alpha’s body resisted. His face flushed with effort, and his muscles tensed. But slowly and inevitably, his knees bent. He fell. And the chamber fell silent.

Because I was nothing. Just a tool. A target for their hatred—for everything they couldn’t take out on my father. “She’s just a slave, Alpha,” Evelyn said, her voice tight with bitterness. “Are you really taking her side over mine?” “Slave or not,” Alexander said, his voice low, compressed with something dangerous, “she is ours…” A shiver ran down my spine. Because being theirs…wasn’t protection. It was a sentence. “And no one touches what belongs to us,” he continued, his gaze hardening, “unless it’s us.”

His mouth barely moves, his words a lethal, quiet whisper against my skin. "On the Sunclaw Coast, young wolf, you will learn exactly what it means to be owned by an Andersen." The entire world tilts on its axis, the loud laughter of his royal brothers fading into distant static. My chest tightens with fear, with melting heat, with a raw hunger I cannot even name. And I know the absolute truth—I am totally trapped. Trapped with a brutal Alpha who could destroy my body and mind.