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We ignored them because we weren't there for them. By the time we got to the Alpha's house, he was outside with his soldiers waiting. From the look on his face, I knew he was angry and ready to kill. “Alpha Ambrose, I am not here to banter words with you. I am here to get the sex slaves you have here and leave in peace,” I said. “I know who you are, but you are not my king, and I will not bow to you. I do not have sex slaves. Everyone here is living here of their own free will, and they are free to go whenever they choose,” Alpha Ambrose said with his voice booming like thunder.

“What do you want to know. Ask away.” “What is this blood bound slave thing?” “Right for the throat then. Alpha blood is very powerful. It can initiate a wolf into the pack or bind them to the Alpha himself. You’re not really his slave per say.” He emphasized the last part with finger quotes. “You will find it hard to leave and hard to disobey him.” “Why me?” I asked. He sat down crinkling his face. “That’s a much longer answer but the short version is he’s using you as payback.”

But he is the alpha who has a standard to be lifted. While some are happy because of the thought that they don't want to be the Alpha's slave since there are rumors circulating that the reason why the Alpha keeps changing a slave is because of its anger issue. At which he appears to hurt those who were his slaves back then. “Keep quiet everyone! Now we will start the selection and the Alpha will pick the name that is on the list. And if you heard your name called, kindly come up here on stage to meet your master, the Alpha.” the announcer quickly stated, he then handed the list to the Alpha.

For a man who faints at the first sight of his white-lotus first love, and a heroine who weaponizes her own tears like a loaded shotgun. I open my eyes, looking at the pair of them through a completely clear, icy lens. The delusion is dead. It didn’t just die; it rotted and fell away. I desperately, honestly hope that Hades—the ruthless, terrifying Alpha King from the novel—isn’t as mind-numbingly infuriating as these two absolute goddamn idiots. If the ruler of the empire is this stupid, the whole kingdom deserves to burn. “Wow,” a gravelly whisper vibrates right against my shoulder blade.

POV Alpha Gideon "I am the cruel and relentless Alpha King, leader of the Shadow Pack! I am the one in charge here, damn it! I destroy packs and kill anyone who opposes my orders, be they women, children—I love no one but myself, and I... would never fall in love with a insignificant slave!" The words whipped out of my mouth like a lash, cutting through the air with cruelty. A deep, wild growl echoed through the room, causing my fur to bristle in pure fury.

"You are only mine, I won you, I caged you, I am your master, you are mine, my slave, my whore, my Cassandra and my first ever everything," I finished and flowed with the emotions. She bit her lips and took a pause for sometime then spoke. "Please let me go, Ryan, please free all our people. I don't like this slavery, my people are suffering here. We all want a respectful life and freedom from slavery. Please let me go to where I belong. You wanted Reges Kingdom. You took it. At Least, free us," I froze hearing her. She didn't belong to anyone other than me. "You are not going anywhere, never and who the hell is your fiance by the way,"

Be the slave to the most deadly Alpha, the Blood Alpha, Ares Delgado! I started to shake my head as Ares smiled once more and I crawled away from him. No! I couldn't! I was just running away from being a slave to his enemy, a slave to someone as dangerous as him, cruel and merciless. I couldn't be the slave to another and most importantly to him! My eyes watered as I realized running away from Jax hadn't been my step to freedom, instead I was going back to a similar situation. The same abuse torture and slavery.

He had locked eyes with me and asked the maid if this was her and the maid told him yes. I had never met the Alpha king before, I have only heard of the king who lived in the ShadowClaw pack and ruled the whole of Aldridge from his throne made of diamonds. I had admired his strength but that day I lost all respect for him. Because he had held me, he had touched me and he had used me to his will. It was only later I found out that I had no right to choose. A slave had no choice. Yes, I was the slave sold to him.

His roared of triumph echoes far in the city and the forest. It’s a death prophecy for all. All his slaves agree and praise the dignity and pride of their Alpha together by shrieking and howling loud. They showed strength and consent with their mighty and ferocious king as they don't have any chance to rebel. He is ferocious Alpha, whose lust is power. He can kill anyone for filling his lusty desires. The king is a beast in all avatars. ......

She sneered at Alice. “He ordered me to.” Alice said quietly. “Did he order you to do anything else?” She snapped anger and jealousy radiating in her voice. “No, he never touched me.” Alice said quietly. “Good.” She said with relief. “Good?” Alice asked quietly, she didn't know why the word came out but it had already escaped her mouth and she couldn't take it back. “Once the Alpha …Once he has his way with a slave they tend to be moved on from. Sold off or worse. It’s better to resist that piece of duty as long as you can. You know for your own safety.” She said smiling like she was now Alice’s best friend.