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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Thirteen Tagon’s POV Rage. Anger! My lips curled into hard annoyance. Sheila. She was hell. Bad, destructive, hellish woman. A mix of naive and knowledge, weak and strong , beautiful and desolate. That was her. She defied my orders, defied everything that gave me an edge and threw it down to the ground like the proud woman that she is. Our eyes met and beheld the half smile on her face before the guards whisked her away by orders from Rosalia. A pain hit my chest. Pain? All these years I’ve taught myself the need to be strong, the vibrant need to depend on myself and never to let anyone affect me ever again as she did. I’ll be damned to give anyone that much power over me. It’ll lead me to retribution and I’ll die for the second time. The first death stole everything that made me her sun, her rainbow and her sweet rain even from her eyes when we me
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Fourteen (Sheila’s POV) Whip! Whip! Whip! “Whip harder!”Rosalia’s husky voice thundered while panting like a roaming animal excited over its prey. Sweat dripped from my forehead, my hands hung separately cupped in chains while my back bare as the soldiers flung their whips consistently over my tender flesh.Hurtful grunts filled my throat as loads of tears pooled in my tear duct forced to roll down. But biting my lips harder till the metallic taste of blood hit my tongue to wade off tears or showing any signs of weakness.Blood sputtered over the floor, eyes rolled in the back of my head as I began to feel lighter as the whip kept on dragging some piece of my flesh along with it. The whips hurt like hell and when it landed on my back it felt like it dragged my soul out of my weak body, my eyes burned hot, fiery hot filled with unshed tears and trauma. “Bitch cry! Where’s that tough woman you claimed to b
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Fifteen Alpha Tagon’s POV “A thousand more slaves will increase my wealth. The larger they grow in size by reproducing the larger my wealth and labor.” One of the Alpha’s present at the meeting buttressed laughing in a maniacal laughter. My hands rose to my temple massaging the irritating feeling spreading over my skin as the other Alphas were lost in their world talking about slaves and switching to their respective pack matters conquest and troubles. Today hosts the Alpha annual meetings and a letter was sent to inform me and as the Alpha of White Peak Mountain an enviable pack. Being here irritated me to the bones but to save face their was nothing I could do than to honor the invitation and watch these greedy Alphas talk about everything that had hidden in their fucked up heads. It was necessary to be present in such meetings to get worthy information and to find out who was plotting who. To st
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Alphas Rejected slave Chapter Sixteen (Alpha Tagon’s POV continues)The sight before me sent a knife through my heart cutting deeply that I felt it split into two with the raging buzz in my blood. Darkness covered my eyes and my ears grew thin. Lying carelessly on the floor almost dead was Sheila, her face was covered in blood, sticky blood that has turned dark, her usual glowing skin has now turned pale. Another line like zig zags formed in her back recklessly. I raised a finger touching it and with the light grunt that escaped her lips I knew it was whip marks. Goddamnit! “What has she done?” An inaudible question left my lips and my voice turned shaky. Her back was covered with brutal bruises.Without wasting more time I picked her from the floor carefully not to touch her injuries and with a hard breath took her out of the stinky dungeon.Next few minutes I arrived at the healing quarters running into the hall with pandemonium. My cons
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Seventeen (Diana’s POV) Tears slid down my cheek staining my dress as my body formed into a ball while seated outside of the healing chambers. It was very late and if the guards find me here they’ll harshly send me away but I don’t care. I couldn’t sleep, despite the cool weather and the gentle blow of the breeze. “It’s all my fault.” A sudden cry breaks from my chest. Sheila has been the nicest person around. Nobody ever cared to know about my story or what my dreams are but that soft spoken, charming and genuine soul spoke to me like I meant something. She spoke to me like if she had the power she’d correct all the pains and ills in my life and give me a brighter future. If I didn’t give the cursed meal I shared with her she wouldn’t be battling for her life. Everyone in the Pack Rosalia isn’t a woman to be toyed with or lest disobeyed and with the bravado that is Sheila she doesn’t cower in fe
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Eighteen Alpha Tagon’s PovGuards had their heads bowed before me in a dimly lit dark room of my torture chamber. Their bodies shook in trepidation with the slight movement of the gentle rustle of my apparel. “Forgive me my lord, the Head trainer commanded us to flog her to submission.” Sparrow, one of the guards among the four charlatans who flogged her into unconsciousness, spoke. “Hmmn…” I pretended to buy their excuses to make them keep going to tell me what happened. “Yes it is the truth she kept nagging, we flog and keep flogging her before smashing her head on the floor.” Another revealed to the point of tears. I raised a hand to my chin slowly caressing the visible stubbles.“Is that all?” “Yes.” they answered in terrified unison. I clapped my hands and the door came apart as two huge looking guards walked in with a wooden toolbox. A glint of dark terror flashed through their eyes in the spot the
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Alpha’s Rejected Mate Chapter Nineteen (Diana’s POV) I hurriedly finished tending to my share of the chores for the day and with the news of Rosalia being demoted from Head Trainer into a common nobody except for her family reputation gladdens my heart. So far things have been good as no one has sighted her shadows or perhaps the shame of losing her highly respected position must be eating at her. Great timing to sulk herself into oblivion. “No that can’t be true!” My voice broke into the room, pushing the door apart as I saw the Alpha seated knitted to the supreme Healer discussing. Tears kept rolling down my cheek. “She will wake up right? She isn’t going to die? Please tell me.” My knees buckled to the floor as my body broke into giant sobs. “Who is she?” “My lord she’s one of the slave girls you rescued five years ago and ever since she’s been hardworking. She’s the maid..” casting me a look then releases her tensed shoulders. “The maid
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Alpha’s Rejected Slave Chapter Twenty Alpha Tagon’s POV (Two week Later) My fist lost under the mighty bundle of my garment as my eyes peeked outside staring to nothing in particular hoping the noise in my head drowns down and gives way to silence. Oh.. silence I craved it more than anything. My heightened hearing sense itches, hoping for news- good news but nothing. Since I instructed the young lady to watch over Sheila, my woman there hadn’t been anything forthcoming. Her wounds were healing rapidly, much better than I envisioned, her skin glowed with the constant cleaning, attention and pamper catered to it but when it came to her…. Sheila hasn’t made any progress so far. A large grunt left my throat as I clutched my chest as the memories of her pounded my head, hitting me stronger than it has ever done in so many years. Was she slowly slipping out of my grip? Was I too hard on her and sank my wrath into her like a wolf caging it pr
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