Klea can no longer count how many times she’d been choked tonight. Or was it already dawn? Alas, she cannot tell. However, she can tell that the Shadow Alpha that fucked hours ago saved her from his own Alpha—Ansel, the new Fire Moon Alpha who burned his predecessor’s bedroom and body when Alain decapitated Cal. She must be more afraid of Ansel. But somehow, she’s more afraid of Alain’s death stare. “What the fuck is going on here?” he asked. Klea just stared at him. Somehow, she felt something towards the brute. He’s handsome yet rough, his aura dark yet his body was smoking hot. And he’s shirtless. No, not shirtless. He’s not wearing any clothes, even his cock is waving at her. “What the fuck?” “What?” Alain then followed her eyes to his groin. A smile split those dark features. “I couldn't find my clothes when I heard a shriek so I just went outside…naked.” “What the hell are
Ansel, with his fire shield still masking his scent, found Klea and Alain making out on the floor. One moment, Alain was whipping her nakedly with all his mighty darkness. In just a blink, they are now kissing like lovers who have been apart for months. Not to mention Alain was naked, too. ‘Alain has been so horny these days…’ Ansel realized. Well, he had been craving too and yet… “I cannot even touch my own Slaves because Alain kept on demanding them.” Then a thought crossed his mind. ‘Maybe I should visit Sasha…’ Yeah, and when he does, Giro will be bombarding him with scolding on why the fuck did he break Alain’s rules. “No way. I’m not going down that easily.” Ansel was still musing when he noticed the crescent-shaped mark in Alain’s wrist. ‘Is that…The Unbreakable Oath?’ The Unbreakable Oath was glowing in Alain’s wrist, bright and vivid. ‘Who did he have an Unbreakable Oath with?!’But Ansel can only guess.
“Fine. I’ll make it short then.”Ansel waited for this ‘truth’. But Alain whispered. “Just…don’t freak out. You and I must be the only ones who should know about this.”Ansel is sensing something fishy, something not quite right in the air. This Shadow Alpha who instills fear anywhere he walks is whispering to him to keep a secret. Well, secrets since it’s about Sasha’s real parents, her lineage, who Alain made an Unbreakable Oath with and what are the conditions to fulfill the Oath.Basically, Alain will be parading towards him wearing his weakness, exposing himself bare to him. Vulnerable to his flames.Ansel doesn’t know why he’s doing this but… “This is just politics, man. I guess I’ve witnessed far more gruesome things that will make me freak out and shriek.”Alain chuckled, and somehow, this made Ansel forget that this Alpha was his rival. He felt like a brother, a genuine friend.But then he remembered Alain led the Shadow Rose Pack, the pack of lies and deceit. Where shadows p
“What bargain?” Ansel asked—repeated—with sarcasm that could have earned him a punch if Alain’s hand was not on the wall, his other on his hips. “Are you mocking me?” Ansel choked on a nervous laugh. “You seriously did not remember our bargain.” By Alain’s body language, he doesn’t like where this is going. “As far as I have remembered, we never had a bargain.” “You’re right,” the Fire Moon Alpha stalked towards him, eyes boring straight to his soul. “We never have a bargain. But we just did. Now.” Alain flashed his teeth, growling. “You cunning piece of—” “Hear me first before you bark curse words at my face!” In a distance, his palm, open and suspended in the air, might look as if Ansel is just wanting a high-five from Alain. “You already made me an Alpha, thank you for that.” Now Alain is narrowing his eyes at the young Alpha, stepping a foot forward. “Stop mocking me—” But Alain inhaled before he c
“You choked him?!” “With my shadows, yes.” Alain can’t even look his Beta, Razel, in the eyes. The Shadow Rose Alpha looks like a child being scolded by his father. He just woke up an hour later after his exit from the guest house, collapsing in the distance not a few steps away. The last thing he remembered, he saw the crescent-shaped scar in his wrist searing. Felt his whole body burning without actual flames touching his skin.Beta Apollo was just staring at him in the chair, unbelievable. The Healers have now exited the clinic, but he still felt being watched. After all, this is the Fire Moon Pack. Ansel is the new Alpha, thanks to his ‘interference’—which is the murder of Cal Steele.“You’re becoming more and more reckless the more time you spend your time alone with him.”And by him Razel meant Ansel.Alain grimaced. “I’m not ‘spending’ time with him. I am making use of my time to convince him to help me!”Right. Now his two Alphas are scolding him for re
Sasha felt her head spinning, her fingers numbing, and her eyes stinging with the beads of sweat from her forehead. And when she opened her eyes, she found herself curling on the floor of the prison. Her own prison, alone and broken. “Morning, sunshine.” Beta Russel greeted behind the closed metal door through the small square opening. The Beta whom she fucked during her dreaming of Alain. So much for without food and water for three days. “Today is your third and last day. You better get up your ass.”Her knees collapsed to the floor, her body can no longer contain the suffering it had endured for the past two days. ‘Right. Today is the last day. Just a little push, Sasha. Just a little push and we’ll no longer be a Slave,’ she said to herself a set of encouraging words that will at least make her through the day. Beta Russel kept on talking by the opening of the metal door, its surface rusty and splattered with dried blood. She didn’t dare think
She loved him.Sasha finally declares what he’s asked of her during that midnight when they make love on her birthday.“I love you, Ansel. I just want you to know that. More than as my childhood bestfriend. More than as my Alpha. Even when you just stared at me when Alain whipped me with his shadows, even when I am here in the dungeons barely alive…deep down, I know that my heart will always belong to you.”Ansel swallowed. Never in a conversation Ansel has been left speechless. There was never a time he ran out of anything to say.Until now. Until when Sasha finally, truly, confessed.‘I’m not dreaming, am I?’He tried to wipe away the tear that escaped her eyes to convince himself that she is real. This is real. Not just some figment of his imagination or some glamour courtesy of Alain’s shadow manipulation.‘She is here. She is with me,’ he sighed a breath of relief. Smiling down at Sasha, he caressed her cheeks. “I do.” She gasped, eyes widening with emotion of shock and…
His mistake ends now.Alain, knowing he pulled off a wrong move in locking Sasha for three days without water and asking her to fulfil her mother’s Oath afterwards, is very much stupid. But it ends now. It’s now or never. So that the others won’t see the ‘favouritism’ of his actions, as Razel suggested, he visited each Omega and Slave one by one. One by one, they met his eyes as he entered their cells. Some are lucky enough to yield a gaze to him. Some only offered him a lazy smile when he told them the Three Days of Torment ends now and tomorrow night they’ll finally be able to eat. And some…some are even lucky that they are still breathing, that they still breathed when Alain entered and exited their prison. Some didn’t even manage to whisper a word or breathe an inch when he knocked at their cell. The night is deep. The dungeon is barely lit with the torches. He counted them and only a dozen fire crackling on either wall—a dozen torches