Novel & Cerita Leia Slave Jabba

Martha didn’t respond to what the werewolf just said to her and kept her calm. The werewolf was angry at Martha and got even angrier when it noticed Tyler approaching her with another tumbler of water. It let out a huge groan and said, “You better not listen to her demands Tyler. Remember they are not our guests but just slaves” Both Cindy’s and Benjamin’s eyes widened as they heard themselves labeled as slaves in front of their daughter. Martha didn’t show any signs of getting offended upon getting called as a slave since she believed she was smart enough to not register the bullshit coming out of the werewolf’s mouth.

I reminded her. “Tomato, potato. Let me out so I can get my paws on her.” Leia growled. “The phrase is tomato tomato.” I giggled. Leia huffed and retreated, choosing to end our conversation. Jacques reached for the iPad resting on Nate’s desk. “I’m going to show you a photo. You’re going to tell me if you recognise any of the girl’s or not.” He told Danny.

“It’s said that Lebron has killed at least eight hundred people.” “Lebron always gets his kill in one shot. He’s invincible.” “Though I wouldn’t say he’s completely now that he’s in Mordu.” “At the very least, he wouldn’t dare offend my master, Chief Leonard Bray.” “My master is an expert who has been around since the old ages. Even though he’s close to a hundred years old, his Bajiquan is considered odly. Forget fighting him, Lebron can’t even get close to him!”

He called her name in the form of a warning. “You know I'm worthy of being the female leader of this pack and your Luna but you don't want to accept it! Leia will never come back to you—” that was it, Daminor grabbed her neck. Dysemy struggled to breathe. “Do you dare mention her name? You will never be her. You will never be my Luna! Only Leia will ever rule my heart, body and soul. No one else will ever be my Luna, not even you!” Daminor growled.

“Well… look who it is.” She tugged the whip once, trying to pull it from my hand. I didn’t budge. Her eyes darkened slightly before she finally yanked the whip free. “You may have the title of a Luna now,” she sneered, lazily twirling the whip in her hand, “but don’t forget who you are.” Her gaze slid down my body with open contempt. “You’re still a bond slave.” Several slaves nearby lowered their heads nervously. Yara shifted beside me, but I lifted a hand slightly, stopping her.

I don’t know if she actually means that or if she is just saying to get me to let her out of my sight. “I’ve got something,” I hear Jagger’s voice booming from the door after it slams against the wall as he opened it. I look back over my shoulder and stand up immediately at the same time Emma does. We both walk to Jagger and his eyes stay on mine. “Leia is behind this, she is connected to the Russians,” Jagger says, and I frown as I look at him. What the fuck. “What the fuck? Who is Leia?” Emma asks, and we both look at her as Dash clears his throat. We all look at him and he looks down at his shoes and then up at us.

I’ve seen slaves and maids sneak down there before, sometimes for stolen goods, sometimes for sex, sometimes for things I don’t want to think about. So I know it leads somewhere, and tonight, it’s going to lead me out of here. This morning, I woke up a slave, but once, I was Serena, heir to the Silverpine Pack. Daughter of an Alpha. Luna in-waiting. I remember the way my pack and family looked at me with respect, with pride. I remember power. I was supposed to lead. To protect. Now, when people look at me, all they see is a slave, but I refuse to die as one.

She give a grief sigh at the top of her lungs when Lesia started walking. Finally... Lesia looked at her, before they enter the door of the measuring room, she first looked at Yubin. "Pardon me for asking, are you perhaps the rumored 'Slave' that was saved by the Queen?" The unexpected question made Yubin gulped, even though she expected this, to begin with, she can't hide but get less concerned about this matter. She is Sapphire Pheobe Militia Adilara but she was to be referred to as 'Slave' instead of a 'Princess' a ruler rightfully heir to the Adilara Crown.

I asked, trying to keep my tone as leveled as possible so they don’t think I’m as panicked as I internally am. Cal turns to Cane as if looking for reassurance to speak up, quickly making me lose my patience. I snapped my fingers in between them to get their attention back. “In this lifetime, Cal! Tell me!” I ordered and they both became flustered. “Y— yes! Sorry, Alpha! Um, Leia— she— she’s released the slaves.” I blinked once. Twice. And by the third time when I realized they didn’t seem to be making a joke, I quickly put two and two together.

Amidst the lively chatter, an oblivious Alpha walked into Leia, causing her to spill the carefully prepared drinks. "How dare you? Are you blind or something?" The Alpha said as he yelled at Leia who flinched back in fear at his tone causing everyone's gaze to fall on them. "I'm sorry but you're the one who walked into me" Leia said as she tried to keep up a brave face even though she was scared out of her mind "How dare you talk back to me , slave?" The Alpha yelled back "I'm not a slave, I'm a maid and this whole accident was your fault not mine" Leia said as the Alpha glared at her