"Take your dirty hands off my mate, you filthy bitch!" I heard a she-wolf roar with such ferocity as though she was going to kill me. Before I could even say anything, I felt a tight slap land on my face. Almost immediately, my vision blurred and I felt a little dizzy. "You pathetic whore! How dare you seduce my mate?" The fat she-wolf shook her fists furiously and cursed at me. "Excuse me? Are you blind? Your mate grabbed my hand first." I clutched my cheek and looked at her with a shocked expression on my face. Hadn't this she-wolf seen her mate ate me up with his lustful eyes? Much to my chagrin and confusion, I ended up facing the wrath of this unreasonable she-wolf in the form of another slap to my face. I fell to the ground and my ears were buzzing as if there were thousands of ants screaming inside my head. "You are just a mere slave in the pack. How dare you talk back to me like that? Don't you know who I am?" The she-wolf pushed me to the ground and began punching an
"What are you going to do?" The hair on the back of my neck stood up when I saw the way Jack was assessing Andrea. Andrea was still so young. Would he be so barbaric to torture a child like her? Jack grinned when he saw the pure terror on my face. He seemed to take great pleasure in seeing people's petrified faces. I didn't know why he was like that. "I can let you go, but..." He wiped his hands gingerly, as if he had just touched the filthiest thing on Wthis earth. "I'm not sure what will happen to your sister." "No! I will do whatever you ask. Please leave my sister alone," I begged in horror as I tried to stop him. "Take her away," he commanded, ignoring my pleas completely. "Alpha, do you want us to take her or her younger sister away?" one of the guards asked." The younger one, of course," Jack said as his malicious eyes bored into me. His order both shocked and terrified me. I crawled towards him faster than I ever had in my life, and threw myself at his feet as I begged
Rose's povLydia looked kind and considerate, unlike the other werewolves here. Although she had an air of indifference about her, at least she didn't make things difficult for me. After giving me a bath, she led me to a room."Alpha, Miss Dawson has taken a bath," Lydia reported respectfully."Who told you to call her Miss Dawson?" Jack's angry voice burst through the door. Lydia took a step back almost immediately upon being scolded and she swallowed nervously."Alpha, as you ordered, the sinner Rose has finished bathing.""You may leave now," said Jack as his tone of voice softened a little. Lydia handed me some clothes and motioned me to go in. I could hear my heart thumping as I walked into the room slowly and reluctantly. All I had on me was a bath towel that I had wrapped around my body. I shivered not because of the cold, but because of fear. The moment I walked inside, I saw Jack lying prone on the bed. He had a muscular figure; broad shoulders, slender waist and chiseled fe
Jack's POV:Rose had no choice but to obey my orders even if she felt humiliated. The sad look of hopelessness on her face was what I wanted to see. My eyes swept over her exposed skin, covered in a mass of bruises and wounds."Do the others often bully you?" I asked Rose.Each and every werewolf in the Blue Lagoon Pack hated Baldwin Lawson. Therefore, as his daughter, Rose was made to live the life of a slave to pay for the sins of her father. I noticed that Rose stopped massaging my legs for a moment when she heard my question. I could sense her trying to restrain her emotions."It's none of your business," she said coldly."Don't take that tone with me!" Perhaps, I suddenly lost my temper because Rose's cold attitude irritated me. I sat up and got close to put my hands on her chest, fondling her breasts and caressing her body. I could sense her shaking like a dry leaf with every touch. I leaned forward and pressed Rose under my body. As I looked down at her, I sneered."How are you
Rose's POV:I didn't think that Jack would let me go so easily. I thought he was going to skin me alive for sure, but somehow, I managed to come out of his room safely.It didn't matter why he let me go, but I couldn't let my guard down even for a second. Although I felt safe for now, it was most likely temporary.Not only did I have to find a way to survive, but I also had to figure out how to save Andrea from this wretched place. The next day, Lydia took me to the construction site. She didn't say a word to me the whole time. Nonetheless, I could tell that Lydia was different from the others. She was kind and considerate.Perhaps she distanced herself from me because my father once attacked their pack in the past. This place became Jack's territory as soon as he took control of our pack. The buildings of our pack suffered a lot of damage during the war. The werewolves here were trying to build new homes. I was brought here to work as a slave as they were shorthanded at the moment.M
Rose's POV:My heart jolted, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. My hands nervously clenched the fabric of my clothes as I marched towards Jack’s office. Jack was sitting at his desk. When I entered the room, he didn't even look up and continued studying the documents in his hands. After an excruciatingly long time, he raised his head and looked at me with amusement dancing in his eyes. "I heard that you have been asking around about your sister. Why? Are you still planning to run away?"I took two steps forward and hurriedly explained,"Andrea is very young. I'm just worried about her safety, so I made some inquiries about her. You have no reason to worry. I will atone for my father's sins. I am not going to run away."Jack scoffed as if I had just told a joke. "Do you think your father's sins can be redeemed so easily? Even torturing you to death is not enough. What if I make your sister a sex slave?""You promised me you would leave Andrea alone!"I retorted
Jack's POV:"That's right, you should punish her like this. Jack, think about everything you have suffered because of her father. You should use her as your sex slave until she can't bear the torture and dies," my wolf Uriel urged me manically in my mind."Enough, Uriel! Stop it!" I tried my best to suppress my wolf. Uriel had suffered prolonged torture. As a result, he had become cruel, unhinge, and bloodthirsty. Our thoughts were linked. Sometimes, Uriel even wanted complete command of my mind. I had been doing my best to keep him leashed inside me.After we had escaped, his intense hatred for Rose's father never abated. When we had confronted James Dawson, the tyrant who had abused us for years, Uriel had completely lost control and killed him without hesitation. But that wasn't enough to quench his thirst for revenge. He refused to spare anyone related to Baldwin."Jack, since don’t have the stomach to do it, let me do it! I'm going to rape her! Kill her!" Uriel bellowed excitedl
Rose's POV:I couldn't help but wonder why Jack let me go after he fell into a fit of rage. Fortunately, Jack didn't summon me in the next few days. I breathed a sigh of relief but I knew that my relief wouldn't last long. I would rather work my fingers to the bone on the construction site than be one of Jack's sex slaves.Jack’s birthday was fast approaching and all the distinguished werewolves from the other packs would come to congratulate him. I spent the entire day before Jack’s birthday preparing for the grand ceremony. Amongst the large group of guests, I overheard two of them talking in the main hall when I was on my way to the kitchen."I reckon Jack doesn't have much strength yet since he only became the Alpha recently. He still needs support from our packs to gain a firm foothold.""The other Alphas probably came here to testJack’s strength as well.""I heard that a few Alphas made a request to Jack to give them the slaves he had captured as a gift and gesture of goodwill.
I pushed the door open, frustration coursing through me. The room was dim, bathed only in pale moonlight spilling through the window. My gaze landed on Rose, the woman I once cherished above all. She was curled up in the corner of the bed, clutching herself tightly, her fragile frame trembling under the soft glow of the moon.Flicking on the light, I approached her. Her cheeks were flushed an unnatural red, her hair damp with sweat and plastered to her forehead. Her lips, usually a delicate pink, now seemed devoid of color. Leaning in closer, I swept her hair aside and immediately noticed the heat radiating from her skin. She was burning up—her fever raging high.She muttered incoherently, her words faint and indecipherable.Her fingers twitched, then weakly grasped the hem of my shirt, as though silently pleading for me to stay.I hesitated, pushing aside the bitterness I’d harbored toward her.The anger I had carried moments before ebbed away. The urge to punish her vanished complet
Jack’s Point of ViewThe dungeon was as sinister as ever, its gloom pierced only by the dim, flickering glow of aged lamps.No matter how brightly the sun blazed outside, its warmth would never penetrate this place.Brad, weakened and battered, crumbled after only a few lashes. Trembling and pitiful, he spilled everything he knew.As I watched him break so easily, a thought crossed my mind: perhaps even if I hadn’t attacked the Maroon Hill pack, it would have eventually fallen apart on its own. Its leaders were inept, and the pack was rotting from within—a carcass waiting for scavengers.“Why did you approach Rose?” I asked, my voice low but commanding. “You knew very well she’s just a slave. It’s unlikely she would’ve even had the opportunity to get close to me.”This was the part that intrigued me the most. Only those in my inner circle knew of the relationship between Rose and me. To the rest of the pack, she was nothing more than an ordinary doctor.Brad hesitated, his eyes dartin
Jack’s Point of View:“This pitiful little thing cries so beautifully,” I thought, my lips curling into a cold smirk. Her tears only heightened my excitement. Finally, the day I’d been waiting for had arrived. Jack, this is the best decision you’ve ever made.Inside my mind, Uriel roared with unrestrained anticipation. “I can’t wait to make her suffer! Torture her! Break her, Jack!” His voice was feral, a chaotic drumbeat in my head, and I felt him pushing, clawing for control over my body.I gritted my teeth, tightening my grip on reality. Uriel was too dangerous to let loose right now. If I gave in, he would’ve killed Rose right there in that room.Instead, I locked her up and left without a second glance, making certain she had no chance of escaping.Uriel raged as I walked away. “Why leave now? Why not finish it? Rip her apart. A sexual slave doesn’t deserve dignity or clothes!”“Not yet,” I replied, my tone calm, deliberate, even as anger burned through my veins. “Death would be
Rose’s point of view“Take him and lock him in the dungeon,” Jack ordered, his voice sharp and unyielding as his gaze pierced the stormy night sky.Without hesitation, the wolves dragged Brad away. The others seemed to sense the icy rage radiating from Jack and quickly retreated, leaving the room eerily silent.Jack walked in and settled onto the couch, his presence heavy and oppressive. The air in the room thickened with tension, making it hard to breathe.I didn’t dare meet his eyes. My head hung low, my focus fixed on his polished leather shoes. A cold sweat soaked my back, clinging to my shirt and making my skin crawl. My legs trembled as I stumbled back toward the edge of the bed, my heart pounding in my chest.“I—I didn’t…” My voice wavered as panic clawed at my throat. “I didn’t poison you… I swear, I didn’t…” The words spilled out in a chaotic jumble, shaky and incoherent.Jack’s cold voice cut through my rambling like a blade. “Was it Brad? Did he give you the poison?”Before
Jack’s point of viewThat night, one of my men—one of the few who knew I was alive—reached out to me through the mental link. He reported that a suspicious werewolf had slipped into the Blue Lagoon pack’s territory.The moment had finally come.I rushed to the basement of the villa to monitor the surveillance screens. Armed werewolves surrounded the villa, awaiting my command.While keeping Rose in her room, I had ordered a camera and listening device to be installed.Minutes later, a werewolf climbed through her window. It was Brad.He seemed elated, practically glowing with satisfaction. As soon as he entered, he began discussing the plan to kill me. Rose remained silent, offering no objection.It was in that moment I truly understood—Rose wanted me dead.A wave of anger and bitter disappointment surged through me, tightening every muscle in my body. My head pounded violently, but I forced myself to stay in control. Losing my temper would allow Uriel, my wolf, to take over completel
That was when I finally understood Jack’s plan. He had kept me locked in this room, only to announce his own violent “death” by poisoning. He wasn’t gone—he was waiting. Waiting for Brad to take the bait and show up.“The guards have loosened the security at the pack’s entrance. Let’s grab Andrea and leave together!” Brad urged, trying to pull me outside.But I forced myself to stay calm, suppressing the panic rising inside me. “Brad, I have something to take care of. You should go now,” I said, gesturing desperately for him to leave.I was certain Jack was watching us through the camera at that very moment, his eyes dark with fury. I could almost picture his expression—cold, sharp, on the verge of snapping.“Jack is dead, Rose. Why stay here? I came to save you. The Blue Lagoon pack is in disarray. This is the perfect chance for us to escape. If you don’t leave, do you think the pack won’t start to suspect you?” Brad’s voice was tense, full of urgency, but his words only made things
Rose’s point of viewI didn’t know what Hilary had said to Jack, but the moment he returned to the private room, he coldly ordered his men to place me under house arrest. His expression was icier than ever.This wasn’t the first time he’d treated me this way, but this time, it hurt in a way I couldn’t explain. I hadn’t done anything wrong.Peter, the butler, brought me food daily, but he refused to speak or respond to my questions. I wondered if Jack had instructed him to stay silent. Cut off entirely from the outside world, I had no idea what was happening beyond these walls.What puzzled me most was Jack’s inaction. If he truly believed I’d tried to poison him, his ruthless nature would have compelled him to act swiftly. Instead, he was silent, leaving me in an unbearable limbo.The night they confined me, Jack had ordered his men to install cameras in my room. The realization that he distrusted me so deeply was like a dagger to the heart. After all the time we had spent together, I
By the time Marvin confirmed that the soup was indeed poisoned, my unwavering faith in Rose wavered, if only for a moment.“You fool! I told you this woman was dangerous. She had another agenda when she saved you!” Uriel snarled in my mind, his rage almost palpable.“Shut up, you idiot,” I snapped, silencing him before his rant could muddle my thoughts further. His erratic behavior only made it harder for me to think clearly.“You need to stop letting her manipulate you! Lock her up or end her now! If you want to die, fine, but don’t take me down with you.”Uriel’s growls were feral, as though he’d leap out and tear Rose apart if given the chance.“I’ll handle this. Calm down.”My temples throbbed painfully, as they always did when I was overwhelmed by Uriel’s incessant outbursts.“The soup tested by Marvin was confirmed to be poisoned,” I announced to everyone, my gaze fixed on Rose. Her lips pressed into a thin line, and her expression remained stoic.“Even if the soup was poisoned,
Jack’s point of viewHilary stormed in, blurting out that the soup was poisoned. The sheer absurdity of her claim left me stunned. I knew Hilary despised Rose, and she had tried to harm her more than once in the past. This wasn’t the Hilary I once knew.She had become petty and ruthless, her jealousy turning her into someone unrecognizable.I had tried to reason with her, to make her see the error of her ways, but my words had fallen on deaf ears. Were it not for the fact that she’d saved my life before, I would’ve banished her from the Blue Lagoon pack or locked her up by now.What caught me completely off guard was Hilary’s proposition to leave the pack if she was wrong about the soup. The confidence in her tone made me pause. For the first time in a long while, I felt compelled to give her the benefit of the doubt. After all, she had more to lose than anyone else if she was lying.Hilary brought up Beta Brad from the Maroon Hill pack, claiming that he had met Rose during her time a