The Alpha King's Hated Slave Novels & Stories

“No, Kael, we will kill her. You are the Alpha of his pack, you can’t be with her; a common omega. We will follow the plan that has been mapped out, we will find you a lady and you will be with her. “Nothing can ever work out with the slave. If she tries to cause trouble, we will kill her.”

I can't have anybody finding out that I am not any selected Lady from the Silver Moon pack but the former Luna. That would be disastrous, both for me and for Theo. Being perceived as a spy is the worst fate one could ever be bestowed to. Especially if the person involved is Alpha Killian. I certainly don't want to die yet. " The Alpha seeks the audience of all slaves at the Hall." He announced, making sure to stress that I am nothing but a slave. " Yes." Bowing in respect, I replied. Beta Marcus huffed before walking away. What a grumpy man. Thank the Moon goddess he is still mateless. I wonder who can stand such a kind of person. Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

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.

Alpha Kingston yelled. "Have you forgotten that it was a mere slave who injured me or rather almost killed me?" Alpha Jett yelled back. “She's just a slave and you are aware of the fact that no matter how much power she possesses it would not still change her status!“ “Are you angry that she's naked?" Alpha Jett chuckled and buckled his belt. “That's the least she deserves" "I have heard enough from you!" Alpha Kingston yelled and brought out a sword from its sheath.

“First, she betrays her fiancé with a rogue and now she’s trying to flirt with the Alpha King. How shameful!” Cathy howls for our mate but I can only stand there in confusion. Does he not recognize me? Or does he choose not to acknowledge me? Right. This is the Alpha King we’re talking about. The greatest of us all. And I'm just a slave with a tarnished reputation who abandoned him in his sleep. Perhaps he's never faced such an insult in his entire life. Maybe I should just be grateful that he hasn’t tried to kill me. Yet.

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.

"Things have changed a lot in the last month. They're not what they used to be. Their cruelty toward slaves is known widely. It's the Alpha King. He changed everything." Alpha King. "How does all of this involve me?" He hesitates, but not for long. "When I found you unconscious in the river, my plan was to sell you to the palace for money. I actually initially thought that you were a runaway slave from the palace, but because no wanted sign was put up, I quickly discarded the idea. I did not know that you were a witch."

I wanna puke again but my stomach hadn't ground any food since the other day. "Silence, slaves!" another werewolf shouted. All of us turned to him. It was the man in his camouflage suit. He held an old rusty iron staff that is pointy on both ends. He, then, waved it to the slaves, especially in my direction. "You must shut your filthy mouths before the Alpha King arrives. He must not be distracted by all of your cries. You already know all of your fates, did you?" The wolfman grinned. "Be blessed! The Alpha King is now ready to choose his mate from this group of human slaves. She, who has the scar of Goddess Selene, will be the chosen mate of the Alpha King. You all must be groomed well. Fet

I turned to see the Alpha standing behind me. When had he come in? “Your Majesty,” I managed to stutter after a few minutes of silence. It was strange to see the Alpha in this part of the palace because this was the very dregs of this monument. It was not the servant's quarters but the human slave's quarters. What was he doing here? “Why is your face so pale? Someone would think I frightened you,” he said to me but I continued to stare at him dumbfounded. Was he here to end my life because I had seen Agnes' kidnap?

My father had sold me off without thinking twice, to be enslaved, to be a toy, a pleasuring tool to the alphas. “We, the alpha slaves, are supposed to be pretty and perfect. Without any scars and marks, bruises and injuries.” Her eyes went to my bruised knee. “The alpha kings want their property untouched and perfect.” I frowned; I didn't like how she referred to me as their 'property.'