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Chapter 8: A Peaceful Day
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Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 9: Memories
The stone sank deeper and deeper, until my werewolf hearing heard the thud of it against the floor of the river. The river was just shallow, at least this part where I am.Thankfully, for an Omega, I’m not wolfless. My wolf, Ayana, is strong-willed even for an Omega. Strong-willed, not strong in a physical sense. Well at least according to and in comparison to the higher ranks like Betas and Alphas and Warriors.My sister, however, I think her wolflessness is the reason why she was easily killed.I’m no longer on the Alpha’s gardens though I’m still facing it. Across the river, that solitary apple tree beckoned me to hang out with it.‘Poor Anastasia,’ my sister would say. ‘You really don’t have any friends aside from an apple tree?!’I just stared at the apple tree, debating if I should accept its invitation with its rustling leaves and fat red fruits.I haven't had breakfast or lunch yet. Nor do I have one.“So apple it is,” I said. But I looked to the river in front of me. Not that
Last Updated : 2024-02-06Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 10: Viviane
I rubbed at my aching eyes, asking myself if this is real? Am I really talking to a high-ranking person without a whip on their hand or at least a crowd watching my execution take place?“It’s not, with your pretty face.” Indeed, even when I’m an Omega, my white gold hair and sapphire eyes boasts enough beauty, if not too much.“All of us are beautiful if we have enough money and privilege to be taken care of,” I scoffed. Taking a moment’s rest beneath my new bounty: an apple tree filled with fat, red succulent fruits.“I hope you don’t mind if I fill my bag with these red babies.”“I doubt if it even fits your pocket,” she giggled. Her face is the epitome of kindness and innocence. If Alpha Cain’s face is anything but brute and ruthlessly intimidating, Viviane is the complete opposite.She laughed and slid her gaze to the two apple cores already lay discarded beside me, the sweet rotting scent as lulling as the afternoon wind begging me to take a nap under the shade of this beauty.Af
Last Updated : 2024-02-27Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 11: A Way Out
Well, my wolf is not wrong though. Survival of the fittest is often not only being able to endure deep wounds and whipping, empty stomach and crying. It’s also being able to use your body to the most delicious advantage even if we have to bid ourselves to the highest bidder.For some, being an Alpha’s Pet, his bed warmer, is a new level of torture. But for an Omega like me, it’s a new way out. A new way to climb on top without actually climbing. Omegas being shields. Omegas being the Alpha’s construction builders. Omegas being…sex slaves. Well the latter is not new to me considering we’ve been through worse, but… ‘Being it an actual title? Alpha’s Pet? Seriously?!’ I can only pray to the Moon Goddess that our pussy would survive for at least a day if one of us is even hired. No—not hired. Promoted. Yes, being an Alpha’s Pet and bed warmer is a big deal that it rivals the title of being a Luna. It’s like living lik
Last Updated : 2024-02-27Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 12: Being an Omega
I drifted my eyes to the south, where my home had once been. Where that bridge now hangs solid between two separate territories bound as one even above the might of the Marianne River. The Devouring River as my ancestors would call. Maybe Alpha Cain is indeed cunning to finally build a bridge with the blood, tears, and sweat of the people who once resided in it. He shattered the protection magic, of course, before starting that bridging project. At first it was hard. But now Alpha Lucius is dead. The protective wards around my former home, the land where I grew up and discovered Ayana deep inside me, have vanished. I wonder if it will be the same if some Alpha do dare to sack and siege the Blood Dawn Pack—the marvelous territory of Alpha Cain consisting of more than ten thousand wolves once coming from four different packs with various traditions and culture. But all of those no longer matter now that we are under one ruler, one banner, one pack. The
Last Updated : 2024-03-04Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 13: A Hearty Breakfast
“I’ve never said I’ll never see you again,” I imitated the same grin she plastered on her face. “I only said ‘I hope there is still something to see in you the next time we see again’.” “Bitch,” she spat. “I know,” I squared my shoulders and lifted a lazy smile. “At least I’m not a conniving brat.” A slap was on its way on my face but my left hand is faster than a shooting star. “How’s your pussy? I heard Alpha Cain assaulted his way through inside you that everyone thought your own pussy will be your cause of death.” Juliet pulled her hand from my grip. It was the most satisfying scene to witness. And her face is a perfect portrait of a cat who failed to intimidate the rat during supper. “I see you’ve grown some claws now, Anastasia.” She inclined her head to me. “How’s little sister? Is she still tending to her little tiny weensy garden?” My lips curled inward. “You can mock all you want, Juliet. At least it wasn
Last Updated : 2024-03-05Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 14: Be Mindful of the Meal
We didn't hear him enter or walk towards us. He just popped up in there, like some ghost or wraith who loves to surprise anyone.I immediately dropped to my knees. We immediately dropped to our knees. Beta Audrey, the middle-aged Beta in charge of the kitchen and food and everything in between, almost kissed the floor with her overreacting kneeling form of greeting.“Where's the one who volunteers to be the Alpha's Pet?”All eyes instantly shot to me.“Come.” He just gestured for me to follow, not even bothering to extend a hand.I squeaked and dropped my bowl of vegetable stew, leaving it unattended on the table. My fellow Omegas didn't even raise their head when they rose from their knees. I strode after him without so much as a wince or mumble.So many foods, piping hot and wafting those enticing spices greeted my senses.“Sit,” he commanded. My face paled when he pointed to where I'll be sitting—in between Alpha Cain and Viviane.And across is the motherfucking person whose face I
Last Updated : 2024-04-06Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 15: Cry, Juliet, Cry
This morning’s breakfast has never been unnervingly awkward, but I’m living for the drama.It’s only a rare occasion that I got the chance to slap Juliet with words. Though I hope I can one day let her taste the strength of my hands with one swift slap.I eyed Juliet as I gave her a simple nod, one that would say ‘I’m not interested in debating to the likes of you, bitch.’She seemed to read from my expression as she placed a hand on top of Alpha Cain. “Anastasia is a virgin, Alpha,” she purred. “I’m surprised you allowed her to be a candidate.”I was about to bared my teeth but Viviane coughed beside me, a subtle warning. I immediately changed it to a nice flash of white teeth instead, grinning like a hellcat. “True. But I suppose it’s a disqualification for inexperienced Omegas like me then...”Alpha Cain withdrew his hand from Juliet’s. I kept my lips from spreading into a smile. “You are both my official candidates now—” he paused as he swallowed the fried sunny-side egg that I’m p
Last Updated : 2024-04-06Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 16: To Bully the Bully
“You know, the food tastes like ash,” Juliet said to no one in particular as she reached for her dessert spoon. But it’s obvious it’s me she’s referring to.We’re already enjoying our dessert: a circle-shaped dessert made from chocolate cereals and melted marshmallows that’s why it’s sticky. I know it because I prepared this, although I bet my fellow Omegas were the ones who finished it since Alpha Cain invited me to eat with him on this cheerful morning.“What makes you think so, Juliet?” Alpha Cain asked calmly, eyes fixated on his plate. For once, I might think the Alpha loves chocolates and cereals that’s why he didn’t bother looking at Juliet, afraid he’ll insult the food by looking at something atrocious. Or maybe it’s also because he’ll lose his appetite.Either way, I definitely agree with Alpha Cain’s quiet mannerisms.“It’s because it’s not as delicious as it looks!” Juliet said in a whiny voice. I don’t know if I’m the only one thinking it’s whiny but judging by Viviane’s f
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Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 32: Less Chaotic
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
Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 30: The Alpha Who Longs for a Mate
“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
Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 29: Alphas Also Have Emotions
“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
Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 28: The Coffee Shop
‘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
Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 27: Walk With Me
Although being an Alpha’s Pet—and an Alpha’s Pet candidate—is technically his private and personal whore, the people made no sound about it.Either because they don’t want to disappoint the Alpha or perhaps there is more to being an Alpha’s Pet than serving him in bed and escorting him to whatever revelry he indulges himself to.Either way, I’m my usual self: a messy ray of sunshine with a smile that can summon thunderstorms.And I’m also wearing my usual shade of gray dress but a more provoking kind of attire. Beta Audrey lent me it. She basically can’t say no since it’s the Alpha that knocked on her apartment door and demanded. I also paid no heed as the Beta glared at me the entire time I changed in her room. Alpha Cain sadly tossed the clothes I was wearing to the open fireplace before running an eye all over me and this gray dress.I flashed a ‘too-sweet to be casual’ kind of smile to every passer-by. The streets are already packed up with people, stores and restaurants running t
Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 26: The Visit (Part 2)
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.
Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 25: The Visit
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
Alpha's Wild Pet: His Prisoner of Passion Chapter 24: Wet Dreams
“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
