Novel & Cerita The Alpha Kings Slave

"That's exactly what it is. But why he does this is what I do not know. Why dominate over them? What exactly does he want? Why will he..." "He's trying to make us his fucking slaves!" An alpha I recognize to be the one who almost killed me at the moonball party says with a scowl directed at me for a reason I'm not too sure about. I know you hate me, but like... Back the fuck off. "Yes! He's trying to turn us into puppets that he would have at his command. We will have no fucking idea what we are doing, and we'll be under his command. I refuse to be under a filthy human command!" Another one roars, supporting the first one, and I slowly back away from them; moving to stand beside the Alpha Ki

“P-please wear your clothes first, miss.” Finally. Someone who was humane. I slipped my clothes into my body, and when I was decent enough to face anyone, I went to his side. “What happened? Who is the slave?” “He is an alpha.” An alpha slave? How did it happen? Alpha’s were strong and would not let anyone capture them without giving all the fight. And if worse comes to worse, they will kill themselves than let others catch and turn them into slaves. I did not know, but the other part of me was curious, so I asked, “What is his name?”

I asked in bewilderment and he looked down at his gun, gently twirling it in his hands. "Of course, my maids need some help and I'm too lazy to start interviewing anyone. You know I don't trust easily and I can't just let anyone in my home." Ares said as a matter of fact and I couldn't stop the expression on my face as I looked up at him like he had grown two heads before I looked back at the blankets, confused as hell. Was he serious? I wanted to ask. The Alpha of the famous Blood Moon Pack wanted me to be his maid? Was that what he meant by being a slave because Jax had another meaning to that.

I replied. “A slave, perhaps?” The alphas exchanged glances before bursting into laughter. It was a ridiculous question to them but a warning to me. “What good is a slave compared to the king’s proposal, Alpha Jeremy?” Riddick chuckled again. “With the power of this alliance, we can capture rogue wolves and make them slaves if we want to.” Jeremy smiled faintly. “Well, if it’s such a small thing, it shouldn’t be hard for King Elijah to grant it. Isn’t that right, my king?”

"I can sense that she is of no use to your pack from the way everyone is looking at her. Why keep her here when you don't have any need for her? So I will have to take her with me." "Alpha Lorgan, please stop this! That is my slave. You have no right to take her," said a young guy standing close to the Alpha as he approached me. I then stared at him for a short moment without uttering a word because he was no match and from his courage, I could tell that he is the Alpha's son and the next in line after his father. There was utter silence as everyone present looked at me, all trembling in fear. I have made a name for myself as the King of the Alphas and no werewolf ever crossed my path as tha

It made me present the alpha even more. we were entrusted with the intricate tasks of the palace, I found myself drawn into the preparations for the alpha's burial. The magnitude of the event demanded precision, and I, along with my fellow slaves, worked tirelessly to ensure every detail met the standards befitting the leader of the pack. The alpha's body lay in state, a regal presence even in death. The palace slaves, draped in black cloths, moved with measured steps, carrying out their duties with solemnity. We meticulously arranged flowers, adorned the area with symbols of strength, and lit ceremonial candles to honor the departed leader.

--- The Alpha King didn’t look pleased at all by her rejection as his and Celeste’s eyes locked in a tense standoff. “Why did you reject all my gifts, mate?” “It’s Celeste to you, Alpha. We are not mates, and what is this? Am I not allowed to reject gifts, or am I still being forced as a slave?” she asked. Syzar immediately tensed, his jaw slackening as if the few words between them had struck him hard.

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?”

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.

"That is all I have left." The deal is struck. There is nothing I can do about it. I have given myself to another person. I am now a slave. I am in shackles, even if it is not physical. I wonder how many babies I would have to push out to get my revenge on my freedom. I am the Property of the alpha king