*Mature audience only: Contains mature language, sex, abuse and violence.* -------------- She has no name, not anymore, after so long she has simply forgotten what a name is, what it means to be able to choose, what it means to be able to wish, she has simply forgotten what it means to be a person. She's just a slave in a pack that makes a point of reminding her that she's nothing more than an object to be used, whether it's to do household chores or to satisfy the sexual desires of her masters. ----------- He is a king, not only that, but the king of werewolves, his domain extends over all the lupine lands and he has never cared about much, his heart is already closed, destroyed by a past he wants to forget. With one word he could change the whole society, but for what? It's not worth it, the joy of war and fighting is one of the things that keeps him going... And, of course, the pleasure he gets from whoever he wants, whenever he wants, without ever hearing no. -------- He's not just a king, he's an emperor... His vampire empire covers almost all of Europe, many call him a dictator, others a liberator... He rules his lands with an iron fist, his word is law. Tired from a long war, he just wants to rest for a while and find the one who will complete him... After living so long, he's tried everything, but he still hasn't found the person fate has given him. ------- Three completely different people... Three intertwined destinies... Who will heal who and who will survive in the end?
Lihat lebih banyakThe Thing POV
I felt another cut on my skin and the pain simply added to all the others, to all the cuts I've already received today because of these lashes... There was a time when I cared that begging them to stop would help me at all, but all I got was even worse humiliation.
At one point I thought it was all unfair, but I quickly learned that it doesn't matter, not to me... If it was someone else, then others would try to defend it, but me? I don't have any support.
How many times have I thought I was going to die and wished it were true, but in the end, I just passed out and woke up after a while... Not even Death wants me. Instinctively my lips curved into a brief smile before another lash hit my back.
I don't know how many more lashes there were before they released my wrists, which were bound in chains wrapped around a hook. I fell to my knees, only to hear the laughter of those around me and it wasn't long before I felt my back burning. A cold and very painful liquid poured down my back, a liquid mixed with various healing herbs, but also silver particles, added just to make it hurt more...
"There, it's stopped bleeding! Now get up and finish cleaning the warriors' toilets!" Alpha Julian's voice echoed.
When I'd stopped shouting, they'd gotten angry and their torture had only increased, but I'd adapted and now it doesn't matter what they do, I just don't scream anymore... I've even stopped talking.
I nodded and went to the corner, picked up the old blouse, put it on and walked towards the place indicated. The shed where most of the warriors without companions stayed. It was a disgusting place. They had no idea what hygiene was, but they always wanted everything clean and I was usually the one who cleaned it, or some Omega who was being punished was also sent there.
I went to the place where the buckets, clean water and other cleaning products were and dragged my body until I reached the restroom area as always as they were filthy, there was dirt on all the walls, including the ceiling.
It will take me a few hours to finish cleaning everything and in the meantime the pain is constant, but at least the back pain outweighs the hunger pain. My stomach has become accustomed to receiving little food and I usually drink more water. I heard somewhere that without food the body can live longer, but not without water... Of course, nobody knows that, let alone that I usually eat the leftovers they throw away. When I'm sweeping and see that there's something that can be used, I hide it to eat later.
I don't even know why I do it, after all, without doing these things I would die, well... It's not like that, I told you before, that even when I didn't eat or drink anything, I still woke up after a few days... Alpha had ordered me to eat enough so that I wouldn't die.
I think a part of me still wants a little pain relief because I no longer have any hope. I'm just a slave, a voiceless one, I can't even remember my name...
Pathetic, isn't it? But they've managed to take everything from me, the only thing they haven't taken is my life, but that's just so they can keep torturing me.
I heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened. I already knew who it was, Bryan, the future Gamma, one of the people who loved tormenting my life the most, I was already finishing the job...
"Look at this... The thing..." His voice made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. I'd never liked him, ever since I was a child, I'd always thought there was something wrong...
But I mean, there must be something wrong with everyone for them to enjoy torturing someone... Or I'm probably wrong and it's normal for them to do this kind of thing.
I continue wiping the floor, a little closer to the sinks, the sound of his footsteps goes to one of the places, and I hear the sound of liquid hitting the marble... I realize he's not doing it in the toilet but on the floor.
I took the washcloth to the sink that I was going to leave last, turned on the water and started to wash the fabric, already knowing that I was going to use it to clean the dirty floor where Bryan was. I heard the sound of the zipper being closed and then his heavy footsteps coming towards me, I felt him grab my hair by the ends, hard, and the next second I'm lying on the floor, my face in his piss. My body was already reacting automatically, so I didn't bother complaining, I'd expected something like this, and it's a good thing I had the cloth in my hands.
"Come on, clean up! That's all you're good for, thing."
I adjusted my kneeling position and began to wipe the floor, running the cloth over the floor first, leaving just one end unsoiled, and soon I heard his laugh and he left. I took a deep breath as soon as I was alone again, got up and went to the sink, wiping my face and also the ends of my hair that had gotten dirty.
I shouldn't care too much about my appearance or my smell, well the first one I don't care about, the uglier I look the better it is... But at least I try to keep myself clean, as best I can.
I looked in the mirror and saw my reflection, my black hair unbrushed, my face now a little cleaner, my green eyes reflecting the brightness of the light and it's something I can't hide, they're beautiful, even behind my expressionless, neutral expression.
When I turned 16, it was my undoing, because my eyes became even clearer, more beautiful and shone like two stones... Which means they cleaned me up, put some nice clothes on me and then held an auction.
My first time was exactly like the rest of my life, with a lot of pain and then a lot of laughter... One more thing for me to get used to, every time they came to dress me up I already knew it was for a situation like this.
I touched my reflection and for the first time, I wondered if it would be better if I were blind... That way they wouldn't be able to take advantage of it and there would be nothing left for them to find beautiful about me.
I closed my fingers tightly and turned away from the mirror, trying to control the urge to scratch my face and disfigure my expression. I finished cleaning the bathroom, left it sparkling and left.
Using the shadows, I simply walked past everyone without being noticed, until I reached the kitchen, where I could already smell the food being prepared, I went to the back, left the cleaning products there, cleaned my face and my hands and went to the back of the kitchen, looking at the pile of dishes to be washed.
This part was separate from the rest of the place, and they just threw things through the holes and I had to wash everything and put it in the right place. This way there weren't many leftovers that I could save.
I hear my stomach rumbling, but I ignore it and get on with my work... After all, I don't want another beating before the night is over, after all, I have to get up very early the next day.
Usually, in these cases I simply try not to pay attention to the conversation in the kitchen, but the people are speaking too loudly.
"Will I find my partner?" Jasmine asked in her high-pitched voice.
"Yes, you will! You're one of our most beautiful Omegas! Even a Beta would be happy to have you as a companion!" Rebeca soon replied.
"I can't believe the pack has been chosen to host the Grand Ball." Jasmine was really happy with this news.
I've heard something about this ball, apparently, it's a party that happens every year... Lots of people who don't have mates go to them to try and find their destined ones...
It's just one more thing I'm not going to take part in, and that's a good thing, I just want to disappear... I took a deep breath, a little tired... I just hope Alpha doesn't decide to hold his auctions at a party like this.
I shuddered, this is one of the few things I still care about... I hate it when people touch me like this, I hate feeling this kind of sensation, it's one of the worst there is.
"Several packs are coming! Ahhhh!" Jasmine shouted sharply. "I heard that even the Lycans and some vampires were going to show up!"
A few other shrieks were heard, and the whole kitchen was in an uproar. They really were happy...
Well, I'm relieved too. With all this mess the number of dishes to wash has decreased, but I continued to make a fuss as if I still had plenty of things. After all, I'm not stupid, I just don't care about many things.
Ayla POVEvery step I take away from the imperial bedroom, my heart races, this is a dream come true, and I still can't believe it's really happening. A part of me is afraid that it's all just a dream and that I'll end up waking up on the cold floor of Julian's pack.The aisles are full of flowers that are typical of spring, as this was the first thing I decided, that the theme of the wedding would be the season when most flowers bloom.In addition, of course, to having the flowers from each of the houses, even those that bloom at specific times... Ishtar had already helped me with this, making sure they were all bright and at their peak.I stop at the window to see how happy everyone is, with the music echoing even as high as I am. Most of them are my subj
Ayla POVThe days passed in the blink of an eye, even though I felt weaker with each passing day, as the amount of auras weighed heavily on my shoulders.The potions that fairies give me are very strong and every time I take them I end up sleeping for the whole period, so I started taking them every morning, as soon as I woke up, because it added to the strength that Ghost was feeding me.It was only because of this that I was able to spend the afternoon and part of the evening with my guests and so many races had arrived, the Castle was lit up with so much happiness and so much diversity.Gradually, everyone got on board with the theme of the wedding, "Spring". The flowers have been hand-picked because they symbolize what we are, there are all the flowers
Victor POVSeeing Ayla interact with the rulers of the Faerie Kingdom is history in the making, and I'm sure the other Kingdoms will be more afraid of how gigantic our Kingdom is becoming.The alliance with the Kingdom of the Fairies is something very unexpected, as well as important because their magic is just as powerful as that of the Kingdom of the Wizards and the Witches. It means that in this war we are taking several more steps towards victory.These revelations add to what Ghost has told us. Of course, we're not happy to know that others can see how our bond is doing and that worries me because when the Kingdom of the Wizards and the Witches arrive, it will be very clear and that will make us targets for attacks.My mate's sadness resonates in my ch
Ayla POVI could feel something different as I approached the Hall of Thrones and when we entered it became clearer why there was music in the air, something like what I've heard in some Soul stones, but this one is different.There are so many different voices and I don't understand what they're saying, but I don't need to, because I can feel the emotions they want to convey and as I looked at the Rulers it became clearer that the music came from them and was made for them.The pain is hidden behind happy, fast notes, with a lively beat that the other fairies follow instinctively, and it's almost impossible to perceive the undertones of sadness and melancholy.The voices want to cheer up their Rulers after a sad event, and I can connect with that because I
Victor POVI let my aura flow towards Soren so that he calms down because Ghost is right and Soren hates it when he's challenged. No matter who it was."You're right, Ghost," I said before Soren could say anything. "We really need to decide on the next in command. A lot of decisions have been put on the back burner by all the situations we've been through."Ayla is feeling guilty because she knows that Ghost only did what we asked, and she thinks she could have done more to help him."But this isn't the place for something like that. I'll arrange a meeting in the afternoon with the Heads of Houses and also with the leaders of the strongest Packs in your Kingdom." I continued speaking.Ghost looked at Ayla intens
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Ayla POVThe meeting to choose the flowers was kind of fun, as there are many types and many ways to create bouquets, and it was a bit difficult to choose the ones that made the most sense for the wedding.Of course, there can't be too many magical flowers, as that would add more weight to my aura and probably hurt me more, so I decided on just two flowers around the Castle that mean many things, the Smeraldo and Selene's Tears, even though we have few Tears, it's still an important flower.The two flowers will even make up part of my bouquet, and it's going to be beautiful, I never thought my life would change so much. After all, I was a mere slave, with no prospect of anything but dying.Living only to serve others, without ever uttering a sound or a word
Soren POVThe meeting with the Heads of House was extremely boring, one of the few things I hate about being Emperor, as these meetings can often go on for days, as each one wants to be better than the other and have the upper hand.Although each House had its function within the Kingdom, the Heads always wanted to have a greater influence. Even more so with Skyler's problem, I need to put someone else in charge of the House of Poppies, but the person I choose will be my third-in-command.For a while now, I've been thinking about putting Ghost as my third-in-command and choosing another leader for the House of Poppies, but the problem is that this is going to cause some strife among my subjects, whether they're Heads of House or not.I know the Lycan race w
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