Humiliation From Miss Alika Novels & Stories

“For God’s sake, Alison. Stop pretending.” Her eyes fluttered open, and she sat up slowly, smoothing her hair. “Pretending?” she snapped, her voice sharp as knives. “You think I’m pretending? Do you have any idea what she just did to me? She humiliated me in front of everyone, Lincoln. Everyone!” I scoffed and rubbed at my temples, trying to massage the rage away. “You humiliated yourself, lying there like you’ve been struck dead. Get up. You look ridiculous.”

The maid who thought she could be Luna. I heard a soft tinkling laugh and my heart sank. Alia stood near the curtains, her golden gown glittering like sunlight on water. Her hair was pinned with sapphire combs, her cheeks flushed pink with victory. She tilted her head slightly, her blue eyes shining with fake sweetness as she whispered just loud enough for me to hear. “Did you really think singing would help you win, Keira? Poor thing. It’s embarrassing how hard you try.” Her friends giggled behind their hands, their eyes bright with cruel delight. I clenched my jaw, fighting back the urge to scream, to tear her perfect hair out strand by strand. But I didn’t. I couldn’t.

My knees wobbled under the memory and shame burned up my chest, threatening to choke me. Alina tilted her head, eyes narrowing as if she could read me like one of her reports. Her smile widened, slow and knowing. “I know that look on your face.” Her voice was a velvet purr. “You’re remembering the experience. How he touched you. How good he made you feel about yourself.” She laughed, light and cruel. “Don’t bother denying it. I’ve seen it before, honey.” My lips parted, but no words could find their way out. For one long, agonising moment, I was mute, caught between feelings of rage, humiliation, and disbelief that my life had sunk this low.

She accurately slapped Lila again. "Say it. How should you address me?" Lila opened her mouth and began weeping even louder. She did not dare to go against Hannah again. However, she still couldn't accept being so humiliated. She had never been so humiliated in her life, and she couldn't stop wailing uncontrollably. The socialites had initially been annoyed about being used as weapons, but then they saw Lila's red and swollen cheek. Lila had always been so careful to appear put-together, but now tears and snot were streaming down her face. The socialites relented.

LILA'S POV Hot tears streak down my face as I run out of his office. This is the worst humiliation of my life. Worse than anything I've ever endured. And the worst part? I'm disgusted-with myself, my body, everything. I could have resisted. I could have fought. But instead, I was moaning like a slut. A fucking slut. "Are you alright, Lila?" Anna's ever-cheerful voice booms beside me, yanking me out of my thoughts.

Her voice trembled, breaking under the weight of humiliation. “Lila, wait!” Jennifer reached for her. But Lila slapped her hand away. Loud. Final. “You used me,” she choked out, her voice rising into a shout that pierced the room. “You humiliated me. And for what? So you could laugh at me?” The room erupted—gasps, whispers, phones snapping photos, recording videos. Jennifer’s empire was no longer untouchable; it was entertainment. Lila stormed out, tears streaking down her face. The door slammed behind her like a gavel.

Funny of her to ask that of me, when all she and Rosa had succeeded in doing today, was disrespect me in the presence of my pack members. "Aliya has commited a crime against the Luna of your pack. She should be publicly punished, after which she'd be sent out of this castle." Ralia said. "Or do you plan on humiliating your Luna all the more?" She asked, a taunting smile on her face. Humiliating Rosa?! Who amongst us was humiliated here?! Who was was slapped, challenged, and asked to shut up in the presence of his pack members? For crying out loud, I wasn't asking Aliya to come with me for any other reason, asides getting some more truths from her. She was in her most vulnerable state, and wa

I gave him an alpha command to confess what he did. The attack killed almost half of our population. The idea of that land would never be safe anymore, made me took the decision to moved back to this pack land. It's safer here. Sabrina was quiet and sad, not able to move on from Damian's death. She didn't even talk to me. One day, when she just went out of the pack territory for a grocery shopping, she came home with a man. Yep, her mate. A rogue. Honestly, I wasn't trust him. But I gave him a chance, for Sabby's sake, a matebond could lift her trauma and give her a happiness she deserves.

Max I look around at the group of people surrounding me. I’m infuriated by what happened. The whole thing is worsened by the humiliation she feels burning right through me. My eyes are primarily on Alaska, who seems to be very pleased by what happened. I’m disappointed. This isn’t the woman I fell in love him. That woman was mature and sympathetic and the person I’m staring at now is none of those things. How can she laugh?

I can't keep dragging my people through the mud like this. "Alliah, you are distracted again. What is troubling you? I've never seen you look so defeated before." Nicklos muttered under his breath. The others, I had noticed, where quietly listening. Not one of them muttered a word of looked in my direction, but as always they where still tenative. The grimace on Marquise faced at least told me that much. But I couldn't bare to belittle myself like a helpless child in front of them.