I Volunteer As Tribute Novels & Stories

Tributes dedicate their life to serving Vampiric masters treating it as a great honour. Cora flashes a look at Cornel in minor surprise and a fleeting look of concern once more graces her face. A hint of guilt and a high blush forming on her cheekbones which suggest she’s the reason he’s without his feeder. Vampires tributes stay by their side and often meet dietary and sexual requirements at the same time. Shirking off their companion is usually in relation to love.

He saw it and tried to stop it. I should have believed him and fled when I had the chance, but it’s too late now. He gave his life trying to protect me and now it’s all for nothing. “The moon, the stars and the moon goddess, hear my prayer and accept my offering. I, alpha Dane Vixon from the Nnaji bloodline, offer this fire wolf up as a sacrifice for the breaking of the full moon curse, and I ask that you accept the exchange. Her mark for mine, her fire for my ice.”

he murmured, soft and with a musically lilting Welsh accent, “I can be whatever you wish, see.” “Seriously, I’m sorry because your dance was freaking amazing and you’ve no idea how much I want you,” I whispered. “But I don’t know whether you want to be my Charm, which makes this kind of wrong, so…” I gently lifted the Beta’s arms away from my throat, and his eyes widened in alarm. Then I yelled for dramatic effect, “Thanks for the Tribute, but you can take him home again. I’m the new Wolve Winner and I’ve decided to do things my way.”

“The people of Ironblood have owed a war debt to the lycan kingdom, and today, the lycan king had requested his payment or there would be war!” Murmurs started to rise up from the crowd. “But don't fret, I would never allow that to happen.” “YES!” They roared. “I have chosen our tribute.” He continued, and the whole pack held his breath for the vital announcement. “SERAPHINA VALE!” I gasped. What? Me. Why me? I was still in pain but he went ahead to choose me as the tribute. To pay for the debt of our whole pack. The guards grabbed me by my two hands and led me out of the kingdom.

And I believed I was not weak. The night deepened, and eventually the sound of engines rolled into the courtyard below. I walked toward the window and looked down at the arriving vehicles. So it was tribute night already. The distant Alphas certainly enjoyed gathering beneath my roof like obedient dogs pretending they still possessed dignity. Let them come. I already felt violence clawing beneath my ribs tonight, and if someone made a mistake, I intended to satisfy it. Perhaps Seth Vance would become tonight’s example. If he failed to pay tribute again, I would not humiliate him with servant duties this time.

“Little one, we must become strong. Your body is blessed. Powerful. But it must be conditioned. Forged. Sharpened like blade and shadow.” A shiver ran down my spine. “…she wants me to train,” I whispered. Rowan slammed his plate down. “Say no more. I volunteer as tribute.” “You?” I raised a brow. “You used to get winded walking up the packhouse stairs.” He placed a dramatic hand over his chest. “I have ascended. I am a Silver Wolf now. Please respect my new era.” Morana chuckled. Actually chuckled. “Fine,” I said, smiling despite myself. “Train me.”

The bed where I fell asleep inhaling his smell was only a few feet away. "Sit down." Godric said in a serious tone. Clearly, his thoughts were not on the moment we shared this morning. Laying in the bed together. I had never laid in a bed with a man before today. And now I was to be sold to one. I walked past the bed and sat on the couch. Godric took a seat next to me. "Do you know what a Tribute is?" He asked, testing my knowledge. I shook my head no. "It's a gift. And once the gift is given, the receiver can do with it as they please."

"What tribute?" "Well, the guests you saw in the banquet? They are from the Arcadia empire, it's a very powerful and dangerous place, there are tales of their brutalities. The king is weak and scared of them. They have demanded a Nobel lady as a tribute, and because of your crime, you are going to be sent off as a tribute. Rhiannon looked at him puzzled. " I don't understand, what do they do with the tribute?" He looked darkly. "I have no idea sister, but I have heard stories they sacrifice her to Zeus."

With a clear, smooth voice that cut through the thick air, he said, “ Elder Vulcan, if you’ll allow me to speak, I have something to say.” Vulcan nodded his head a little. “You can speak.” With a sense of accomplishment, Kieran straightened up and puffed out his chest. “As for the tribute,” his voice booming with assurance. “ I am more than willing to give you the thousand gold pieces you are requesting.” Then, as though to emphasize his words, his eyes briefly locked with Rylan's, making a silent but unmistakable challenge.

I whispered. "Don't worry, they know what to do," Tyler replied. This was my first time attending the tribute ceremony so I had no idea of what he was talking about. I just sat still and watched them as they did their thing. "Supreme Alphas," a man suddenly suddenly stepped up, bowing to them. "Supreme Luna," he bowed slightly to me as well and I nodded.