By the time it was almost midnight, Eleanor’s personal maid found her in one of the halls. The sound of her sobs had led the maid in her direction. Eleanor was not sure how long she sat there crying, but she was more than relieved to see someone she was familiar with. She was beginning to lose hope anyone would come find her by such time of the night."I had almost gone mad looking everywhere for you, Miss," the girl said, lifting Eleanor up to her feet, guiding her out of the hallway. "I was worried thinking you had left.""I’d leave if I could," Eleanor huffed, recalling what went down in the Alpha King’s room. "How is everyone so comfortable knowing the Alpha is keeping me hostage?" she cupped her mouth quickly. It was supposed to be a thought.She hurried through a series of corners with the maid so she would not lose her and get lost again. "He is the Alpha King. He makes the rules.We are only here to follow them...” The girl sighed. “I'm sorry about how he treats you. He is nev
"Miss?" Eleanor's personal maid gave her shoulders a slight shove, hoping it'd get her out of the deep slumber. "Miss, you have to wake up now."Eleanor forced her eyes open at the maid's interruption of her sleep and squinted hard at the figure above her. A blurred image of the maid's face hovered over hers. She squeezed her eyes shut again. The sun was barely out. What was it this time?"Just five more minutes," she murmured, cocooning the fluffy sheets closer to her body and turning the other way. Her maid chuckled at her reply. She'd heard that phrase before to know it was a blatant lie. Eleanor would lay on that bed and it wouldn't be just for five minutes.She then moved to the windows and drew the curtains back, letting in bright streams of sunlight that permeated the room, forcing Eleanor to crack her eyes back open. There she was praying the sun didn't come out to play yet. It glared into her room until it almost hurt her eyes."What time is it?" Eleanor asked."I'm not sure.
Two thin swords clashed in the air in a game of fencing. George's and Drakken's, the two friends clad in protective clothes as they both battled to get a higher winning score than the other. Beta Duncan stood nearby to keep an accurate count of the scores and it had been a draw so far. They were both too competitive for his liking. Other wolves trained outside on the field, most of them his guards who kept the palace safe at night.Drakken yanked off the helmet and his hair that dripped with sweat fell to his face as he turned to stare at his Beta. "Did you not see that? I could have sworn my sword touched his arm.""That's not the rules of the game. Arms are considered off target.""Bollocks!" Drakken breathlessly expressed his disagreement, wiping off a trail of sweat that fell to his forehead. "Since when?""That's how it's always been," George chimed in with a smirk. "And don't even think about saying 'My palace, my rules'."The Alpha King dropped his sword to the floor in defeat.
Eleanor absentmindedly played with the fish and chips her maid provided for lunch using her fork, staring at it blankly as her head was swarmed with several wry thoughts. It was only day five. She should not be feeling this helpless yet. She has to find a way out of this hellhole somehow and she has to eat for strength to do so, she mused. If only she could explore the palace, it would give her the chance to figure out every nook and cranny of the large edifice and strengthen her means to escape. But she would have to gain the clod's trust for that to happen, and Drakken did not seem like one to give out his trust that easily.In fact, the man was somehow unpredictable. Beneath his sly smiles and dark smirks, one can't decipher what was truly going on through the man's head. Eleanor heard the keys jingle at the other side of her bedroom door. It was her maid. The lady was the only person that frequently visited her room to make sure she was alright. Or made sure she had not escaped
Eleanor’s eyes stayed rooted to his cock no matter how much she tried to look away. It stared back at her, so huge, firm and completely engorged . She had feared he would ask for sex, but she could not decide now which was worse.Eleanor's heart pounded rapidly in her chest, threatening to burst out. She hated him for doing this to her, for making her body respond to him in a way she did not approve. She could feel her arousal intensify the longer her eyes stayed planted on his perfectly sculptured physique.Drakken saw she was hesitating, his patience running thin. The girl was a stripper, not a saint. This was not the first time she had seen a naked male. She should quit feigning shock and do what he asked. Maybe she would come to her senses if he reminded her what would happen to both her and her son for disobeying him.He walked over to a couch, sat on it and leaned back, watching her curious eyes follow him. "Do not just stand there," Drakken said. "Or are you thinking of going ag
It had been five long days since the Alpha King invited Eleanor to his room.Evie catered to her every need, including making sure her dresses were delivered by the seamstress. Eleanor ate three-course meals daily and everything seemed to be fine, but one thing still plagued her mind_Drakken never granted her the chance to leave her room. Her freedom of movement was still restrained.He made sure that Evie was the only one Eleanor had access to. She did not mind the maid’s company. Her only issue was the persistent confinement. She would ask the maid_who called herself an omega_ countless times about the Alpha King allowing her a chance to leave her room whenever the lady visited, and get disappointed when she would receive a negative response. It was getting pointless.Eleanor woke up that morning and was frustrated before the day even begun. Everyday was the same boring routine. The days seemed to be repeating themselves like a frustrating time loop that never ended. But on that very
Eleanor was in a much better mood after the tour. Both she and Evie combined. The maid was glad Eleanor could smile again as she had thought her misery would never end. She would hear the girl silently cry sometimes thinking no one would hear. But almost everyone in the palace already knew of her late night tears.At least it would cease for a while now. The Alpha King had decided to go a bit easy on her which makes her wonder why he was keeping this particular mistress in the palace and being possessive of her. "Thanks for today, Evie," Eleanor beamed as she took off her shoes in her bedroom, flopping on top of the bed. "The palace is a beautiful place. I wish I could see more of it.""You can.""Really?"The maid nodded, smiling. "Your door shall no longer be locked from now on. The King was feeling generous today... But I doubt you would ever see the light of day again if you do anything foul." She quickly added. Two nice gestures in a row? Eleanor was feeling lucky today. What ha
Some days later one good chilly morning, someone graced Eleanor's room, and it wasn't Evie.Eleanor cracked open her eyes and stretched out on the bed, not noticing the other person in the room until he cleared his throat. Shocked by the sound, Eleanor jolted up on the bed seeing Beta Duncan standing at her door, arms folded across his chest broodingly. Why was he here instead of Evie? She pondered in a panic. She had already been used to Evie coming to her room every morning and felt his very presence was unusual."Where is Evie?" Eleanor inquired, looking behind him to see if Evie was there. There wasn't any trace of any other body."Good morning to you too. I thought you would never wake up," He drawled in almost the same voice as Drakken. What did they say about birds of the same feather again? "What?" Eleanor blinked in surprise. "How long have you been standing there?""Does not matter." He took a step in with his left hand in his black suit trousers, the sophistication oozing