In a caste system where Slaves are treated worse than the dirt of the ground in the prestigious White Peak Mountain Pack they’re brutalised and unjustly killed. A forbidden love is rekindled in the hearts of two lovebirds. Sheila, a poor slave who shares childhood history with the young Alpha prince, Tagon, next in line to be Alpha king. But when Alpha Philip, Tagon’s father discovers the growing strength of their love which he considers an abomination he swore to destroy Sheila and her kind. Sheila, forced to flee to save her life, leaves behind a broken hearted Tagon who believes a fake written letter and concludes she rejected him. Sank with grief and pain of abandonment he swore to find her even to the deepest and darkest part of the earth and make her pay. Years later Tagon, now the supreme leader and ruthless Alpha of White Peak Mountain Pack, finds Sheila and captures her again, as his slave, determined to break her spirit and ruin her forever. But with each passing day his lingering love mixed with hatred forces to break his heart of glass. Would he answer to his unrequited feelings or would his revenge destroy their last chance at love and forgiveness?
View MoreAlpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty-Five (Sheila’s POV) “Mother, why is our life so hard?” “Because we are at the bottom but you see my child the greatest people aren’t those who find life easy the greatest are those who overcome challenges and step to the top. So you see we may not be at the bottom forever.” She smiled, comforting my little heart. And those words stuck. Those were the words I asked my mother as a young six year old child new to the world I was born into and the reply of my mother's response. For the coming days I’ve been watched like a hawk, my tasks multiplied and my food meagerly portioned. Santiago has made it his mission to make me crumble at any point he gets the chance if he doesn’t scream down the roof on me wasting time, he knocks off my food and makes sure I get nothing to eat after working so hard on an empty stomach but so I retire for the nights with a growling stomach. Few times I’ve been smart
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty-Four Beta Fidelis POV Clarity of mind. Silence. The first time in my life I fought for others. My life has worked better than I’d imagined. I’d worked my entire life to be this person- The Beta of this Pack and thus far the enthusiasm to keep going has waned. Tagon has faltered and my desire has kept us driven through the odds but this past few weeks has gotten me shaken to the core foundation on my principles. Hiding the secret that has eaten me alive and will do so dead and buried in my prestigious grave. My face scrunched into a whirlpool of bitter emotions cracking the thin layer of optimism I engulfed myself in. My feet kicked at the stool in my chambers and sent it flying high to the mirror as it shattered all around the room, my fist rolled into a tight hard fist and the heavy pounding in my
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty Three (Brief Rosalia’s Pov) He has no idea what my level of love can do. He thinks I don’t know what his mind is running off to tell me. He assumes my loyalty to him can’t also be an arsenal to me. He feels his burning desire for her isn’t setting me on fire. He’s keeping up an act, so I’ll do the same. I’ll act so good and vulnerable and he’ll least suspect it when my arrows come flying. I’ll do whatever it means to keep him, play the low card and definitely get my only obstacle to my future, and dreams out of the way. Sheila is living on borrowed time. I can’t wait till she breathes her last and is gone for good. Forever! All my life no man has ever made me feel weak, strong and happy like the way Tagon makes me. My body, soul and spirit is his to take and we are moulded for each other if only he can realize and see for himself. I don’t know what she must have done in
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty-Two (Tagon’s POV) The moonlight made her skin glow brighter and the flimsy silky gown she wore accentuated her body shape leaving nothing to the imagination as her hard big nipples could be seen miles afar. Her hair bounced in a short bob and her back pressed to the door as her eyes glimmered with passion- and lust in the dimly lit room. “Rosalia,” She swayed her lips sexily, playing with the ropes of her gown while rolling her hips to a non playing rhythm. She flipped her hair and ran a finger into her strands making it a sexy mess. Her fingers moved to the ropes of her garments and in slow progression pulled them off her naked body and stepped out of it catching my gaze in hers with a smile as my eyes traveled the ridges of her chest, her round puckered tips the valley between her thighs, and the smell of her arousal. Her fingers drew a long line from her chest down to her womanl
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty-One (Tagon’s POV) The meeting stretched far into the night to some new pack searching for alliance who else would a new pack decide to beg for security if not the acclaimed White Peak Mountain Pack stronger than a rock. Fidelis my Beta was just done tying down the scroll when I halted him to wait. “Do you mind doing something real quick?” “Anything my lord,” “Come off my lord shit. We are almost brothers I’ve known you most of my life drop the titles,” His shoulder slanted downward and he nodded. “If you demand Tagon.” “From now on keep an eye on Rosalia and her cousin, the new Head Trainer. I'd like to know where they meet, what they discuss and how often they do it.” I noticed a twitch in his eyes at the mere mention of Rosalia’s name but as soon as it sprang up it disappeared back into his usual act. “And your reason?” “He’s a new trainer. I'd like to know
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirty (Tagon’s Pov) “What do you mean she’s not here?!” My voice broke even around the wall making the woman shiver in fright almost to chattering her teeth. “My lord before we got back we found her gone. The bed was neatly made and judging from that she did it herself as no one has been in there all day.” “Do you know where she’s?” “Yes a disciple spot her at the working fields with the rest of the servants that’s all my lord,” “Incompetence! A woman I brought here left without any of your knowledge and no one bothered to tell me. I’ll think of something befitting your punishments.” She shivered her eyes pleading for mercy. Turning away from the halls before I do something dangerous and gust everywhere in flames and anarchy I marched to the slave quarters. Why haven’t I noticed her need to find alienation tactics? The past few days she claimed she was heavily fatigued and needed more sleep to be
Alpha’s Rejected slave Chapter Twenty- Nine Sheila’s POVThe few days that stumbled by I kept to myself in secrecy and with my little knowledge of medicines got my ankle taken care of and about the bleeding it wasn’t a serious injury as it was a direct result of the hit. Few times Tagon tried to come see me I pretended to be fast asleep or led him on that I was hurting and needed more bed rest bidding time till I went back to my slave quarters. The morning before I left, hurrying back to the slave quarter, I knew my bed and I had picked up my uniform and hurriedly went to the working field. The stares from the rest of the females didn’t affect me. If they knew the trials I've encountered then their little hurtful stares were nothing. The work wasn’t too tasking but the sun decided to burn too hot that left sweat running all over my back, forehead and palm. I finished up and went to the bathing stall to wash. After that, I returned to my quart
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Twenty-Eight (Sheila’s POV) The sky seemed angry like it was about to rain, the wind angrily licking at my skin and my weak clothing not doing justice to the cold. The weather was a clear warning for anyone to get back inside to avoid its worst but I didn’t care as my mind was overwhelmed with what happened earlier today. Life seemed cruel to me. One minute you could feel your life almost getting back on track and your happiness too much to contain and next you could end up broken, sad and lonely. Mine has been worse than cruel every turn of my life has been met with sad blows, knives, arrows, thorns and I’ve bled till I’ve lost what it meant to truly live. I never met my father as a child and when mother narrated the sad ordeal at eight I felt bad but glad my mother held his memories but to be grown and conflicted to all I’ve grown to believe is a lie. My late father could have not been my original
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Twenty- Seven (Sheila’s POV)Waking up on a soft mattress, a flamboyant bedroom and being fed to stupor with staff at every turn wasn’t the life I expected waking up to. Growing up in the slave quarters sleeping on a hard cold floor was the normal routine, being able to sleep with food on your stomach and a warm shawl around your neck was considered a privilege. A terrible existence words fail to describe how it felt and waking up to see how things have changed in a few weeks gladdens my heart but not entirely. My mission being brought back here was to do what I must to survive the hell of slavery but his confession on hiding my mother somewhere had me spirited and formed a new goal altogether. It wasn’t just for me alone but for mom and the rest of the Slaves in White Peak Pack. I’d promised to do what it takes to free them and make them relate with the freeborns cause they deserve everything the
Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter One (Captured) Sheila’s POV “Master wants her alive!” The guard screeched warningly to the other guards who were struggling to keep me in place as my hands fought their rough grasps to escape, with an arm wrapped around my neck. It felt like my breath was trapped as my eyes rolled back into my head and a tear slid down my cheek rolling onto my white dress. My brains racking and ruminating on what crime I’ve been committed to deserve this treatment on the brutal way I was snatched on my way to get herbs from the forest and these mean looking men huge, aggressive and rude, pursued and caught me in the middle of the little lake at the outskirts of Mountain Dew Pack. “Nooooo…” A faint scream managed to tear out of my throat as a large sac was placed over my head blinding my vision. Next thing, air was knocked out of my lungs and my body turned into je...
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