Romans & histoires The Alpha Kings Slave

he grabbed my suit’s lapel, pushing me backwards and causing me to stumble into a row of stools, wine bottles and glasses. After claiming Omega slaves at the auction, unmarried Alpha Kings can use them as sex slaves. Married ones have the option to employ them as castle maids or as additional sex partners if they’re unsatisfied with their partners or for other reasons. It’s their decision. However, Hermes was mistaken. I wasn’t treating Brianna like a maid, nor was I using her as a sex slave.

Another set of thoughts was diving inside her and also she began to have a little fear building up inside her. "Wow, that little Draco must have a big fate ahead of him. I always knew he was something and I guess my instinct is proven right. I've heard of the legend of the white wolf also and he was the strongest of our kind. I would even say he was the Alpha king" Erica intervened. "So Draco is the Alpha king?" Ana asked. "It seems both our sons are destined for greater things" Elsie who was quiet and lost in deep thought finally voiced it. She was gazing blankly at the window ahead of her.

To stand steadfast as an Alpha is to be a mile forward over your enemy, that word my father always used. Pushing the thoughts out of my head as I count till the time the misery would draw to an end so my presence will be felt back in my pack. My mind ran off to Sheila but whatever it is Rosalia wouldn’t hurt her that much, maybe scare her a little bit and give her some punishments. My trust is in Rosalia and she never abused that privilege. I trust her. I was brought out from my thoughts as one of the Alpha present started talking about the slave women. Something that disgusts me to the bones but still my composure remains the same.

EASTON “Kill the Alpha King?” Laycon's voice tore through the tense silence in a disbelieving shout and I wasn't too far behind, but Black's smirk only grew as he continued. “Are you insane!? Do you know how heavily protected the Alpha King is? He is untouchable, over so many Alpha's and here you are sounding like we could just waltz into his chambers and slay him like some common slave!” Laycon was fuming, but Black was unfortunately not on the same page this time. If anything, he looked amused.

Said the man and Lori's eyes widened in surprise, "Did he just call him his Majesty? He is an Alpha King!" She thought to herself with a squinted brows, "We have to leave now, We do not know which pack he rules before we sign war against our pack with a powerful Alpha!" One of Leo's slave guards wearily advised the head slave's guard. The slave guards commander smirked, He was not going to back down unless he'd get beheaded by Leo, He can't leave without Lori... "Maybe he's just a coward, Maybe he's not all that he appears to be, That wench can't escape, I must have a taste of her cunt!" He thought inwardly...

“Of course, come inside we have a few omega’s ready to show you to your rooms, but I am afraid we did expect for the Prince to come, so only one room was made ready for a royal.” “Do not worry about that, he sleeps with the slaves if that is what he wants. So a normal room is fine.” The king says and I see Mason smirk. “We don’t have slaves though.” “You mean you pay these?” Mason asks. “For the work they do and hare hired for yes.” Alpha William says. “I see, so I won’t get any I suppose.” While saying this he winks at me. And he smirks when Alex growls warning him not to continue.

Agila's POV Both my parents and Princess Eva were gone before I woke up, just like my mates promised. I feel more at peace and like my soul is accepting this palace as it's home. The Alpha Kings are having a meeting with their council. Something about the worrying number of their Kingdom's increased enemies. Now that they are without powers those that have been envious of them are more confident than ever. It is not clear how many packs have secretly made deals with Ademon. And the new laws concerning freedom of human slaves are being ignored by most werewolf masters.

“What are you doing here?” She looks at me from head to toe and shakes her head after she notices how messed up I am. “The selection of the Alpha’s slave is today. We need to go there before it starts.” “Why should I go there? It's nothing special.” I mumbled and was about to get the pot that wasn't yet cleaned but Amelia stopped my hand. “We need to be there, because the Alpha is selective, he can't just select someone who is out of his standard.” -Wow! The alpha even has a standard on selecting a slave?!- I stated in my mind.

“As of now, I am ruling Elanor. It is my control. I have sent and equipped my esteemed chancellors, on behalf of me to pass my crucial decisions to your kingdom. I didn’t give any orders to my war gammas stationed in thousands at Elanor to kill the millions of your demographs. Your commoners are fine.” “I have only confounded the royals and noble households who did not pledge their allegiance to me. But I can change that at any point if you continue to lack submission. You say you are a princess but everyone in Elanor know you are my slave. Haven’t you heard; they are calling you the Alpha’s slave.”

she asked. "Who sits in the other chair, the one beside Cole's?" I asked her. "That's Alpha to you! Don't ever call him by his name!" she snapped, glaring at me. "Sorry. So... who sits in that chair?" I asked her again. "Beta Chad," she replied, not looking at me. "And the bitch I hit?" I asked, my tone sounding a little harsh. "That's Paris, she's Beta Chad's slave," she said in mocking tone.