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Chapter 31: The Alpha’s Manor
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I shot him a mild glare. “Can you blame me if I ate with a mess earlier? And who told you that if an Omega ate like it’s her last meal is also messy in her chores?”The Alpha narrowed her eyes, somewhat surprised and in disbelief.“Your actions will say otherwise after I checked your work.”I swallowed. He’s challenging me.And pressuring me.For Omegas, we’re already bombarded by tasks and chores the moment we already learned to walk. My childhood (and most of Omegas’ childhoods) is more of a free trial to eternal damnation of being a laundress, a cook, a household maid, and many more.“I’ll be in my library. Feel free to look around for a minute or two. The broom closet is under the second stairs, not the grand staircase. The laundry room is two levels below.”Then the Alpha Cain vanished, walking away from my sight and bringing his air of arrogance with him.Just when I’m sure he’s no longer around, I yelped in excitement and punched the air repeatedly while keeping my joyous voice
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I stared at the place our fingers intertwined; they just looked the same.Two hands. One big, one small. Looking at them, you would never know that one of them belonged to a wild, hot Pet. The other? It belongs to the Alpha I am serving, our Alpha Cain.They were just hands for all one knew, yes. For a long time we lay beside each other in silence, listening to the rhythm of our hearts. The moans we unleashed earlier kept playing and playing in my ears as if they were a song on the radio being played again and again.The car’s windows are open, allowing us to exhale from our sexual encounter and inhale our scent.As we passed roads lined with the houses of our pack members and some stretches of shops, nothing but goods and bags that I once thought that I could never afford, silence only filled the car.I closed my eyes, too tired to keep them open any longer. Too tired to be contemplating.Even this early in the morning, the streets were packed in The City Above. Out the window crowd
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My hiss was my only reply as something rock-hard and strong collided with my jaw. A punch. A punch from a Beta with a silver gauntlet on his hand crafted like a woman’s jewelry.My blood, warm and red, gushed out from my nose. There’s blood now, and I’m surprised-but-not-so-surprised. I was thrown sideways, stunned from the pain. But then another brutal blow to my face awaited.Another Beta struck on the other side of my face and shoulder. Bones crunched—my fucking bones. How many more bones are they going to break? Can’t they see that we—I—have suffered enough from the attack yesterday?!My legs twisted beneath me, and the Beta’s silver gauntlet grated against my cheek as it punched me again. I ricocheted away, but met with the fist of another Beta—a blonde one whose hands were caked with as much dirt and blood as my own. I didn’t glimpse his face.From the shouts behind me, I know my fellow Omegas are being beaten as well. Another punch hit me and it was like being slugged with a b
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I squared my shoulders when he noticed I don’t give a shit what he says. “I don’t know about her. I’m not her.” Alpha Cain studied me again as if I’m gonna be his dinner. He circled me, like how sharks circle their food. Like how hawks circle their prey.“Do you know why conquering a pack takes a long time?”“I don’t know. I’m just an Omega. I don’t know anything about politics or Alpha bullshits whatsoever.”He released a breathy laugh. “We would wreck an entire pack of land and turn it into a battlefield in just an hour. Using our Omegas, the unfortunate souls as shields, until our forces were nearly all dead.”My face was drained of color. Pale and lifeless as if I’ve been a living dead. I hissed, “Why are you telling me this?”Alpha Cain just ignored my question. “Sometimes, especially when Alphas have some protection against other Alphas, we cannot touch them. But once they entered into a single combat with a more powerful Alpha, with an Alpha who conquered more packs
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I shot him a mild glare. “Can you blame me if I ate with a mess earlier? And who told you that if an Omega ate like it’s her last meal is also messy in her chores?”The Alpha narrowed her eyes, somewhat surprised and in disbelief.“Your actions will say otherwise after I checked your work.”I swallowed. He’s challenging me.And pressuring me.For Omegas, we’re already bombarded by tasks and chores the moment we already learned to walk. My childhood (and most of Omegas’ childhoods) is more of a free trial to eternal damnation of being a laundress, a cook, a household maid, and many more.“I’ll be in my library. Feel free to look around for a minute or two. The broom closet is under the second stairs, not the grand staircase. The laundry room is two levels below.”Then the Alpha Cain vanished, walking away from my sight and bringing his air of arrogance with him.Just when I’m sure he’s no longer around, I yelped in excitement and punched the air repeatedly while keeping my joyous voice
Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 31: The Alpha’s Manor
His laugh was like a midnight storm, yet it was still seductive and alluring.“Do you know why I invited you to come clean my manor?”I smirked. “Because you want to make sure the one cleaning your house has a pretty face?”Alpha Cain barked a laugh, the sound filling my ears like the music from pleasure halls. “Yes, but no. I invited you because the Omega in-charge of my laundry is in labor and the other Omegas in my manor are doing their own chores.” “Sweet,” was all I said. I almost asked him if he cannot do laundry and cleaning on his own when he doesn't look that busy today. “I am busy today,” he said as if he just read my thoughts on my face. “There have been some border problems according to the Beta in patrol. Some Rogues have dumped another body yet again—an Omega who was trying to escape from another pack.” “Which pack?” I found myself asking, and somehow I braced myself for sounding so serious all of a sudden. “From the Ruby D
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“So you do have a son? Or a daughter perhaps?” I pressed on, hoping to push the Alpha in telling me more about this beautiful mess I gladly put myself into. Hoping to jump right in the ocean of madness and be drowned by the Alpha. “No.” A tone of finality laced his voice. The people paused to glance at us, but they resumed their own businesses in a heartbeat later. “I do not have a child nor do I desire to have one.” Silence spanned between us again, but his voice somehow indicates he wants to say more. “Not until I meet my mate.” I was about to focus on my eating again when he spoke. “I always look forward to the Mating Moon every month. You see, there are three ways a wolf can find our mate: one is at first sight like my father and mother, two is during the Mating Moon in which the full moon guides us and shows us our mate.” I braced myself, holding tightly to my utensils that I thought I’d crushed them. “And the third?” “Is that dur
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“Excuse me?!” The words tumbled out of me even before I could blink. “How do you think I eat? Using my feet?!” The Alpha choke on his coffee, spluttering some on the table and on his white three-fourth long sleeve. His hair was neatly combed to the side; his beard was shaved, though a few can still be seen. His sun-kissed skin was slightly pale with the clear glass roof above us. “You never fail to make me laugh,” his voice was stern and cold. One may think he’s not joking, that he’s sentencing me to death.Thankfully for me, I just jerked a chin to him, to his no-longer-white sleeves. “Next time, I’ll make sure it’s not just coffee.”His lips curved inward, his eyes darkening. He clicked his tongue and said, “I did tell you that you have laundry duties today.”Before I could huff a reply, he unbuttoned the dirty white apparel and tore it away from his body. And then he shoved it right to my face, to my gaping mouth.“You—”I swallowed the urge to not look at h
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‘Gosh, Anastasia, you’re such an overthinker!’ I scratched my head. Ayana growling in agreement with my thoughts.I trailed behind Alpha Cain, his footsteps too fast for me to catch up. His long strides prompted me to give a quick run.Panting, I linked my arm with the Alpha. He arched his brow as if to say, ‘Really?’“Just practicing as you're soon to be escort, Alpha.” I grinned like a crazy horse.“Escort, huh?” he snickered and removed my grip. “You’re on a mission to interrupt my day, I see.”“I’m glad you’re catching up really quickly too,” I beamed back.Swinging the door open, two beautiful females, their dresses in warm colors, greeted Alpha Cain. Greeted us. “Good morning and welcome, Alpha,” the more beautiful female turned to me, “as well as to your companion.”Companion?Alpha Cain’s mouth quirked to the side as if he knew what I’m thinking.Companion. Escort. Pet. What else would I be called?I blew a breath and followed him inside.***The Alpha was exaggerating that he
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I woke up facing the door, and the snarl of the guard with bright golden eyes and stark moon-white fur greeted my morning. I’m already used to that. But what I’m not used to is waking up thinking about the Alpha of the Blood Dawn Pack. And his scent stains the air in The City Under.Fuck Alpha Cain. Fuck Alpha Cain. Fuck Alpha Cain—The guard snarled again, and I jolted upright, forcing my feet to remain balanced on the cold rocky ground.“Yes?” I exhaled a cloud of misty breath. Seriously I don’t know how none of the Omegas here were still alive despite the cold.“Good morning.” Alpha Cain’s voice made my stomach churned. Indeed my stomach splintered the silence with its sound of hunger.“You’re hungry,” his face was serious, the cold mask of an Alpha held its firm grip tightly on his face. But concern shone in his eyes, his gaze softening as he scanned me from head to toe.“So?” My face remained tight, as if I’m holding my shit not to come out.“Come with me in my manor.
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I woke up panting. Probably even screaming and thrashing hard. It wasn’t a nightmare. But it was enough to make cold sweats drip from my face. Enough to realize my throat dried up. The guard outside yelled something at me, and then I heard a growl of warning and a fist pounding on my prison-room’s doors. “Silence!” I only answered with silence as well. Judging by their guttural voices, it’s still dark outside. Their voices only lighten when the sun brightens the world outside, that’s so far I’ve noticed. “Fuck.” I wiped the sweat from my brow, my other hand on my chest.The sheer size of him remained in my head. Invading in my dreams, in my vision. Even when I close my eyes. Even when I open my eyes.“What in the Moon Goddess’ name is happening to me?!”My eyes darted to the farthest corner, where the Alpha drifted to me in a phantom wind. And kissed me. Passionately.I shook my head, hoping that everything in my dream would eventually disa
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“You wash first, Omega. That rotten smell will make the air here fouler than it already is.” The guards on the either side of the entrance to The City Under scowled at me.“Where the hell should I wash?!”The one with a scar on his cheek answered, “It’s not our problem.”I inhaled a sharp breath and refused to move where my feet were rooted. Giving up, the same guard pointed to a small brook behind a wall of stones. The City Under is carved beneath a mountain, sloping downward until the ground to where my feet right now becomes the ceiling.The other guard said, “Just by the look of it, you’ll either die of cold or be pulled down by a creature only the Moon Goddess knows.”I grunted, the same grunt that Beta Audrey did hours ago. No moon waved hello in the sky tonight so the only light that gives us are the torches lining the path to The City Under’s entrance.And the brook the guard pointed to… “It’s dark in there.” The other guard snorted, “What else would i
