Liora walked down the stairs in a daze as blood continued to drip from her neck. The hurtful words Alpha said to her repeated in her head over and over. ‘Lower staff. Nothing more.’ Nothing more. Nothing. She left a blood-red trail in her wake but she was in too much agony to care. No doubt they’d make her clean it later. She didn’t stop walking until she was back in the laundry room. Delta Rhonda, the Laundry Mistress, was hunched over a large sink. She diligently scrubbed the collar of a shirt with a toothbrush. She gaped in surprise when she saw the stream flowing down Liora’s arm. “Goodness child, what happened?!” Rhonda’s freakishly tall gait rushed over, whipping out a white hand towel to staunch the flow. “I’m so sorry I got blood on the laundry,” Liora’s voice cracked as she set the basket aside, leaning against the large granite counter built above the long row of washing machines and dryers. “Oh, hush child. Let’s get you cleaned up.” Rhona brought her over to the sin
Ronin walked briskly to the car that was waiting for him outside. Once he was in and the car drove off, he let his claws come out, shredding the lush leather seat. The taste of Liora’s blood was heavy on his tongue and he hated that he liked it.Hated that he wanted more.This was all so wrong and not at all the plan he set out to execute. He gave himself one single rule.Stay away from her.It seemed to go well the first few days when she initially arrived. At that time, he was still secluded, isolating his wolf from any potential triggers. Then the house gradually filled with her scent. It led him like a moth to a flame- he could barely hold himself back when he spied on her while she did her duties. Ronin wanted nothing more than to bury his teeth into her neck and make her truly his, but the twisted wolf inside him made him think twice. It was a miracle that the bite didn’t take. He wanted to hold Liora, console her- perhaps tell her the truth.However, the truth was out of the q
Liora knelt on the wide velvet cushion near the foot of his throne chair. Alpha's large hand came down over and over, stroking her head, petting her openly before the crowd of wolves.Delighted shivers rippled through her traitorous body. On the inside, her wolf was preening from the attention.For Goddess’ sake, what was wrong with her? Two Alpha’s were about to rip each other’s throat out and she was what? Wishing for a scratch behind her ear?Sickening.The cat was already out of the bag, so Ronin made no effort to conceal his flickering eyes as Alastor stepped up on the other end of the fighting platform.About a dozen wolves followed behind him, dressed in black from head to toe as if they were dressed for a funeral.Ronin’s no doubt.They were in for a violent awakening.Alastor's bright red eyes gleamed in anticipation, his blond hair was pulled back from his face in a tight ponytail.With a nod from him, the wolves stood to the side, sneering.Ronin knew the image he presente
Liora struggled between the two guards as they dragged her to the throne room. She was getting sick and tired of being handled like a ragdoll. They dropped her in the center of the room and walked away, locking her in with her crazy Alpha.Hers. It sounded so right.This wasn’t the time to be thinking of ownership. Ronin was on his throne bristling with anger. No doubt her performance in the fighting pit would be the headline news in every pack.In hindsight she realized that they probably thought that she controlled him- He spared Alastor’s life because she asked him to.She took one look at the length of black rope across his lap and gulped.“Are you frightened? Good.” Ronin said quietly, simmering in her sweet peony scent. Goddess, it was getting more intoxicating by the second. His gums pulsed as his fangs jutted out.“What did I tell you to do?”“To stay by the throne and don’t move.”“And what did you do instead?”“I… moved.”“You did more than that, Paionía,” He ran his hands a
Liora slumped into a pool of defeat. Her wrists were tired and raw from struggling against the ropes, her legs were cramped and her lower back flared with pain from being forced to be in that position for hours.Her main concern wasn’t even for herself, but for Ronin. Why was he trying so hard to get her to hate him? She could feel the need bubbling between them. He hadn’t hurt her too badly up to this point so it wouldn’t be unbearable to be with him.But boy oh boy was he trying to be– unbearable, that is.Her throat ached with thirst and her lips were covered in a thin layer of crust. She was going to become ill if someone didn’t come for her soon.Her body wasn’t as durable as those of a higher designation. She could die in the hot stuffy throne room.Being alone gave her time to think, so that was a plus. She had to become stronger. Ronin had no intention of mating her and sharing his Alpha status, so she would have to find another way to increase her strength.They had a grand l
Liora choked, her eyes brimming with tears as everything she saw, everything she felt–all came rushing back. How could one person carry so much torment? No wonder his wolf was messed up. She glanced at her clothes. They tended to her while she was asleep. Even the bruises on her wrists had healed. She couldn’t stop to think about that violation of privacy as she walked to the door and tugged it open.How dare he share so much, then pull rank on her? Coward. She knew the truth now and there was no going back. It was all an act and she was going to call him out on it whether he liked it or not. Alpha or no.Wait.Since when did she become so bold? Liora felt no resistance from her wolf. Surprisingly, little Miss Prissy agreed with what she wanted to do.It must be the mating bond. Even though it wasn’t technically sealed, the fact that Ronin opened his mind to her strengthened it even more. There was no going back now. More and more they would share thoughts and feelings through that l
Delightful shivers ran down her spine as Ronin slid his gaze over her body. She salivated at his scent that swirled around her, giving her a pleasant buzz inside.“What part of my instruction to stay away did you not understand?” Ronin placed a hand beside each of her shapely thighs, leaning forward to breathe her in.Fuck, he’d missed her. A part of him wished that she had broken his rule sooner, so he could have an excuse to touch her. Not that he needed an excuse–she belonged to him, but he didn’t want to give himself away. She was already onto the fact that his coldness when they first met was an act. He was quite capable of being cruel, however, his wolf only wanted to torture her in the best way possible.If it wasn’t for the sake of her untainted soul, he would’ve knotted her right there on his desk.Liora thought back to what he’d said earlier, about punishing her. Her training as a party pup surged to the forefront of her mind and she strung together a quick plan to get und
Ronin felt an emotion he couldn’t describe blooming in his chest when Liora slid her hand into his. Her dress reminded him of rich flowing blood and it pleased his sadistic wolf very much. It was provocative but at the same time left something to his imagination.He wondered what she had on beneath the layers.“You look beautiful,” He kissed the top of her hand.“Thank you, Alpha. You’re looking quite regal yourself.” Liora tilted her head, “This is quite the event. Am I to accompany you as your mate, or as a party pup?”His lip twitched and he stared at her for a moment before tugging her closer to him, “You’re acting less and less like an omega these days.”Liora’s hand slid along his tie, shifting it until it was centered. “Thanks to our mating bond. I can’t be too submissive if I’m to be your Luna.”Ronin chuckled at that as they made their way down the stairs. “I cannot deny that our attraction is strong, but just because I wanna fuck you, it doesn’t means you’re fit to be my Luna