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His Beta, August Saffron, sat opposite, his lean form relaxed but alert, one hand resting near the hilt of his dagger as he surveyed the room with a wolf’s cunning. A serving wench slammed two tankards of frothing mead and a tray of steaming boar stew and crusty bread onto the table, muttering an apology as she nearly spilled the ale in her haste to flee Winter’s icy stare. The Alpha’s purpose was singular: to procure a new slave for his mate, a task beneath his station but necessary to sate the court’s whispers. The slave master—a wiry man with a whip coiled at his hip—cracked his whip against the floor, silencing the rowdy crowd.

“I was just telling the Lycan King here that I was going to take you as a mate, and he wanted to meet you in person.” Alpha Dale—the Lycan King—glanced at me with a look I could not translate. “You say she is a slave?” he asked with his eyes still on me. “Yes. It is how she repays our pack for taking her in many years ago.” Alpha Derrick replied. I had heard this story many times, but it still irked me. Forceful payment, you mean? Which came with punishments and whatnots?

the Alpha declared. I froze. A sex slave? To a cursed king? A monster? This was a death sentence. My eyes found Luca’s. For a fleeting second, his expression softened before going cold again. “The King’s Beta will finally take this filth out of our pack,” Alpha Jake sneered. The crowd cheered everyone except Madam Sera and Lylah, who sobbed silently. The Alpha turned and left while the warriors dragged me from the court. I didn’t cry. I had already accepted my fate.

unable to accept what Killian just told us. "Killian, I know you're angry, but if you want to save her, you have to let me finish." His eyes snapped up to meet mine. Silver specks started appearing in his sage-green eyes, letting us know his wolf was present and pissed. "Spit it out. What does your back story have to do with saving my mate from your despicable alpha?" Not wanting to stay around longer than necessary anymore, I got straight to the point. "Killian, you're a Lycan. You have to claim your rightful title as The Alpha King. Getting your true strength back is the only way you can stop Ace and break this never-ending cycle of death and betrayal. To finally have peace among us The El

How could a slave be from an Alpha bloodline? My wolf cried out bitterly in my mind, "You idiot! How could you reject a mate with Alpha bloodline?" "Rising Moon Pack already has a new Alpha. This girl is just a lowly slave now. She doesn't deserve to be my Luna at all. It was right for me to reject her," I stubbornly told my wolf. But then why did I feel anger surging within me? "You are such an idiot. You're lamenting now, right?" My wolf was taunted.

The Alpha was taken aback by her statements and responded by saying, "I won't kill you if you haven't done anything wrong." Jessica was the target of the slave's pointed finger as she turned to face her "My apologies, miss. My apologies, miss. Please have mercy on my loved ones. Please have mercy on my loved ones. I can't lie. I can't lie. My deception would result in the death of another person." The slave became terrified. The Alpha took a serious tone, which caused the people who were watching us to scatter, and then he inquired, "What do you mean by that?"

Serena broke our embrace and wiped our tears dry. She listened for hours with tears rolling down her cheeks. The rougue Alpha's nostrils flared as I spoke. His face glowed red and his knuckles were white. He let out a few growls and snarls when I told him about the punishments doled out for disrepecting your superiors or insubordinance. "Who is King?" He snarled when I'd finished speaking. "Who took the place of my son and turned my people into slaves."

“I don’t care. It will not change at all.” Did they have a thing for slaves? Why did everyone I knew were either alpha or beta? “Why? Do you hate alphas? Were you rejected by an alpha?” he asked, chuckling. “Or do you hate men in general?” “None of that sort, but I do hate men who are after a woman’s pussy.” His jaw dropped once again. “You sure are someone interesting.” “Don’t get interested. I’m just a useless slave who's trying her best to live after killing her family. If that does not faze you at all, I don’t know what to do with you anymore.”

I was expecting him to order me to go on all fours. “Yes. I’m your slave, master.” Beneath my mild voice was a voice filled with hatred, rage, and contempt. He went dead silent for a few minutes before he continued. “And you know exactly what it means to belong to the Alpha, right?” “Well… I think I do.” I raised my brows in total disgust. Did he call me just to remind me that he had his name tattooed on my private parts? How ridiculous and selfish can he be! Then, he huffed. “In the laws of your father, what happens to the Alpha’s slave who flirts with other men?”

The alpha king chose one of them, and then he said to his followers, "All right, let's begin the show then." I blinked rapidly and glared at him while trying to make sense of what was going on. After that, I inquired of the alpha king, "What show is this?" The alpha king gave me a teasing smile that curled into a crooked smile, and then he said to me, "Just wait and see." At that point, five men approached the slave and stood a little closer to her. They stripped naked in front of her, forced her to her knees, and then made her start sucking their cocks while they were still on the ground.