“Don’t I mean anything to you?” Amelia asked, tears running down her chin. “I want a son and it is your job to give me one.” “And if I don't?” Hunter smiled, his face void of any emotions. “You will wish you were never born.” ****************************************************** When Amelia Summers, an orphan who was maltreated by her stepfather after her mother’s death was put up for auction in the slave market, she was overjoyed with hope for freedom. To her, anything was better than living with her stepfather. But her hopes were dashed when she was bought by the cruelest Alpha king of all times, Hunter. He was crueler than her stepfather was. And worse, her freedom was only guaranteed if she gave him a son. When she discovers he is her mate, Amelia is hopeful once again that their bond might bring a change in her circumstances but she realizes that Hunter doesn't even know it. After waiting endlessly for him to treat her like his mate, Amelia runs away to protect her child. Some time has passed and now Hunter regrets his actions and wants to make it up to Amelia but could it be too late? Will her heart belong to another already?
Lihat lebih banyakHunterI stumbled down the dark corridor, my unsteady footsteps echoing softly off the stone walls. The flickering torches lining the hallway seemed to sway with my unsteady gait. I’d spent the evening drowning my sorrows with Jace, who had, surprisingly, turned out to be even more drunk than me.The night at the tavern had begun as an attempt to escape the relentless thoughts that haunted my mind, but it had spiraled into a drama-filled ordeal that left me as the reluctant voice of reason, pulling Jace away from further chaos.As I finally reached my own chamber, I let out a sigh of relief. The last thing I needed was to face Lucia, in my current state. I knew she wouldn’t be pleased with me coming home so late and in such a condition. And there was the earlier matter to consider.Entering the room, I closed the door quietly behind me. The room was dark, save for the glow of moonlight streaming in through the window. Lucia was nowhere to be seen, which was a blessing in my present co
HunterInside my chamber, I sat on my ornate chair, frustration etched across my brow. Lucia stood before me, her eyes ablaze with anger. The tension in the room was evident as we were about to embark on a heated exchange.“Hunter,” Lucia began, her voice trembling with suppressed emotions, “I cannot bear your constant visits to that young servant, Amelia. It’s becoming unbearable.”My jaw tightened as I responded, “Lucia, you know I need an heir. We’ve been married for years, and still, there’s no child.”Lucia’s cheeks flushed with anger. “How dare you blame me for our lack of an heir? It’s not my fault.”My eyes narrowed, my tone cold. “If you could provide me with an heir, I wouldn’t have to search for someone a breeder.”Lucia seethed with anger, her words dripping with sarcasm. “Oh, of course, it’s all my fault. Blame me for not being able to give you what you want.”My patience was wearing thin. “Lucia, it’s tradition for an Alpha to find a breeder. You know this.”Lucia shot b
AmeliaI lay on my bed, legs folded to my chest, as the morning light seeped through the curtains. I had hardly slept last night, tears staining my pillow, the remnants of what Hunter had done to me still haunting my thoughts. He had defiled me and left me here in pains. I couldn’t help but wish I could go back to my stepfather, as awful as he was. At least with him, my virtue had remained intact.Despite having little choice in being here, I had hoped for something different. I was ready to start anew, to wipe the slate clean, and maybe, just maybe, find a way to regain my freedom. But barely a week in, and I was already being humiliated by the man who had purchased me. Was this the very reason he had bought me? The question nagged at me, tormenting my thoughts.My mind wandered to the uncertain future that loomed before me. I dreaded the months and years to come, unable to fathom what horrors might befall me. I lay in my bed, lost in these grim thoughts, half asleep and half awake,
AmeliaTwo days had passed since the new recruits were welcomed into the pack. This evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, I found myself alone in my room. Hailey, my new friend, had just left after chatting for a while.I decided it was time to take a refreshing bath. After a quick inspection of myself in the mirror, I noticed my reflection, a tangle of emotions in my eyes. I then stripped off my clothes that were damp with sweat from working in the kitchens all day, and stood naked in front of the mirror in my room. I carefully inspected my body through the mirror, and admitting that I was truly a beauty and a rare one at that, I touched my breasts which were full and firm, innocent of anyone’s taking.I turned to study my hips in the mirror, knowing well that my beautiful body indeed had the power to make any man want me, and every girl jealous of me. I'd developed into a woman really quick as a young girl, but I was lucky enough that my stepfather never violated me. Even th
HunterFrustration bubbled within me as I paced the room restlessly, the cup of wine in my hand untouched. The air in the room grew heavy with tension, and I muttered to myself, my thoughts a storm of discontent. On the bed, Lucia lay, her gaze tracing the edges of my bare back. She sensed my turmoil but couldn’t point out its source.Suspicions brewed in Lucia’s mind. She hadn’t missed how my gaze lingered on the new servant girl we had acquired from the auction house. Her beauty was undeniable, and Lucia, my wife, knew me well enough to recognize the hunger in my eyes. The servant girl had become a silent threat, a symbol of what Lucia couldn’t provide—an heir.Unable to bear the thought of another woman taking her place as my mate, Lucia mustered her courage. She rose from the bed, her silk nightgown rustling softly, and approached me.“What troubles you, my love?” Lucia’s voice was gentle, her eyes filled with concern.My frustration evident, I glanced at Lucia. “It’s nothing seri
AmeliaAs the sun dipped below the horizon, I finally made my way back to my small bedroom. The day’s work had been exhausting, but I felt a sense of satisfaction for having completed all my duties. My feet were sore, and my body longed for rest. The dim light filtering through the window signalled that night was fast approaching.As I settled into my modest room, my mind began to wander back to the earlier encounter with Alpha Hunter. The words he had spoken to me echoed in my mind, causing a mix of confusion and apprehension. I understood the part about being his slave; after all, he had purchased me from the auction house with an unbelievable sum. But what puzzled me was the expectation that I would do anything he wished. I couldn’t help but wonder what that truly meant.Lost in thought, I pondered the implications of being a slave in his hands. My heart skipped a beat as I feared it might be a repetition of my dreadful past with Arnold. However, the day had been relatively better
I opened my eyes, surprised at how refreshed I felt after such a deep and peaceful slumber. It was the first time I could remember sleeping so soundly. I tried to hold onto the fragments of my dream, a nostalgic scene from my childhood filled with warmth and affection, but the details slipped away like sand through my fingers.Getting up from my simple bed in the servants’ quarters, I noticed the other new girls waking up as well. We had all arrived together the night before. Before I could ask them what was going on, a stern-looking guard entered the room, and the atmosphere changed instantly.“All right, you lot,” the guard barked. “Time to get to work! The household won’t run itself!”The experienced servants sprang into action, knowing their duties without needing instructions. I watched with wide eyes as they hurried off to their tasks.The guard turned his gaze to me and three other new girls, forming a line outside the quarters. He walked up to us, sizing us up one by one, maki
Amelia’s Point Of ViewLed outside after the auction’s conclusion, I found myself amidst a group of other servants—mostly females and two or three strong males—all seemed to have been purchased. Doubts crept into my mind, wondering why he had chosen to purchase me with such amount, even though I was aware of my attractive features.The group was ushered into a grand carriage, each servant assigned their spot, regardless of the price tags attached to them though. As we set off on the journey to our new home, I couldn’t help but sneak glances at my new master, now sitting in a luxurious car ahead of us. A companion of his shared the ride, and the two men seemed deep in conversation, their voices muffled by the distance between the vehicles.Along the way, I tried to stir up conversations with the other servants, attempting to gauge their worth and whether they were as precious to our new owner as I was. The atmosphere in the carriage was a mix of uncertainty and resignation, as each per
HunterInside the vast auction chamber, I found myself seated among dominant individuals eagerly awaiting the commencement of the event. The room radiated nobility, decorated with excessive flourish that reflected the affluence of the people gathered here. Anticipation lingered in the air, yet an unease coursed within me. Beside me, Justin, my loyal Beta and confidant, sat watching. His full locks and penetrating blue eyes scanned the room, observing the other influential figures with a cautious demeanor. Justin remained vigilant, ensuring my safety and well-being even in the presence of potential allies or adversaries.A rush of frustration ran through my veins. As the ruling Alpha of Creakstone, I resented being confined within the walls of this venue, concealing my true identity behind a mask. But reluctantly, I found myself here, compelled by circumstances beyond my control. Time slipped away relentlessly, and I was aware of the pressing need to find a suitable woman who could bea
AmeliaAs soon as my eyes opened, a cup of water drenched my face. I gasped and sprang up from my bed immediately. But before my anger could settle on whoever interrupted my sleep, I heard the heavy footsteps of Arnold, my stepfather approaching. “Father is going to deal with you for sleeping till this time,” my step sister, whom I hated so much said. As if my step father’s cruel treatment wasn’t enough, Martha made it impossible for me to be happy. Fear coursed through my veins as I waited for my step father to come into my small room. The door swung open violently, and Arnold barged in, holding a whip in his hand. The sight sent a shiver down my spine, and my heart raced with fear.“Amelia!” his voice thundered through the room, his face contorted with anger. “Why are you still sleeping at this time? Who do you think would do your chores?”I trembled, fear engulfing me as I stood before him, unsure of how to respond. The whip in his hand gleamed significantly, his cruel tool of pu...
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