MelissaThey ushered her to a room afterwards. It was really beautiful.Just too beautiful though a bit empty.Nothing about everything seemed to make sense. The bed was dressed in soft, crimson sheets that shimmered under the golden chandelier light. A vanity stood near the window, its mirror was really spotless, its surface lined with fragrant oils and delicate brushes. There were fine silken curtains that fell like waterfalls, muffling the outside world, trapping me in a small velvet cage.But really this was far from what I’d expected.After all, I was bought by the Alpha and that makes me a slave now.But slaves don’t sleep in such rooms with warm fires, and not even rooms that smell like lavender and rosewood.Something was obviously wrong. Something she wasn't seeing.I watched the servants prepare the room quietly, casting glances at me they didn’t want me to catch. I felt some sense of pity. Great guilt with a mix of fear. None of them spoke more than necessary, even as I wa
MelissaThe silence in the room was suffocating.I sat still on the edge of the massive bed, hands clenched in my lap in fear, every muscle in my body was in tension. The air felt colder than normal, despite the warmth of the fire dancing in the hearth.I could see the dress I wore earlier lay in a heap on the floor. I was now clothed in a simple slip—delicate, thin, and far too revealing for what I knew was coming that could please my Alpha.I couldn't help but notice everything until the door creaked open.There he was! Alpha TroyHe stepped in, with his commanding presence claiming the space the moment he entered.I rose to my feet instinctively, my chest began tightening at every step he took.His eyes found mine.He wasn't smiling and he didn’t even say a word as he entered.He suddenly closed the door behind him and leaned against it, arms crossed, staring at me like he was trying to read something written on my skin. Something quite alluring to his eyes.“What a meal” he said
MelissaThe morning light crept in through the large windows like a silent witness to my ruin. It touched the edges of the bed, the discarded clothes, the torn linen—all were soft reminders of everything I wanted to forget. All that happened last night.I stayed still on the bed and wrapped myself in the thin sheets like they could shield me from the shame staining my skin. My body ached, not just physically, but in a way that felt bone-deep. I felt like something inside me had splintered into pieces that could never be put back together.Troy was gone. Had been for hours. He left without looking back. I really didn't matter to him.Just like Rico.I stared blankly at the ceiling, wondering who I was now. I couldn't find myself anymore. I began wondering if there was even a version of me left that was worth saving.A knock at the door startled me. I didn’t answer. I became scared, probably it was my Alpha coming back for more of me.I could hear another knock—a gentler one this time f
MelissaKiara had left for her duties and I sat by the window seeing how the pack was being operated.I couldn't seem to find Luna, all I could see were slaves, workers and guards. He was a strong Alpha and could have a Luna at will, yet I could see no one.The evening air had become very thick with the scent of pine and danger.I knew he was coming even though I felt he should at least give me some break.The slow echo of boots in the hallway, the hush of guards moving aside—it all made my stomach churn. I knew it was him.Alpha Troy.My body immediately began to curl tighter in the corner of the room, muscles tense from anticipation and leftover pain. No where to really hide myself.He didn’t even knock this time. The heavy door creaked open like it belonged to him more than I did.And maybe it did after all, it was his pack house, and I was his sex slave. He had every right to go into any room he felt like.He stepped inside looking ruthless and dominative, I really wished I coul
MELISSA I stirred into consciousness, the gentleness of the early morning sun filtering through the blinds and bathing the room in warm golden slivers. I rolled on the pillow and smiled at Rico, sleeping peacefully beside me. Dark lashes rested against his cheekbones, his steady breathing, his powerful chest moving rise and fall steadily.My mate. The Alpha of the Lycan Pack.I couldn't resist, leaning forward to brush a light finger against his jawline. He stirred at my touch, his eyelids flashing open to reveal piercing gray eyes, clouded with sleep.A slow smile creased his lips. "Morning, beautiful," he muttered, his voice thick with sleep.I smiled. "Morning, sleepyhead."He chuckled, pulling me closer, his arms holding my waist tightly. "You're an early riser.""I woke up and found you sleeping peacefully. Couldn't help but admire the view," I teased.Rico hummed, his head going back to lay a soft kiss on my lips. I eased into it, the kiss slow and deep, the warmth growing betw
MELISSAI stood on the eastern border, the scent of moist earth and pine in the crisp evening air. The patrol warriors were at attention, their eyes locked on me, anticipating my order. I scanned their faces, my chest swelling with pride at their self-control."Double the night shifts," I commanded, ny voice sharp. "I want scouts in front of every blind spot on the ridge. If you sense even a whiff of trouble, report directly to me or Alpha Rico."The head warrior, Grant, saluted. "Will do, Luna. We'll double our shifts immediately.""Good." I softened the voice. "Keep your wits about you, but don't overdo it. If something doesn't seem right, trust your instincts."Grant and the others nodded, making assenting noises before moving off into the dense forest.With orders in hand, I made my way back towards the pack house, my mate bond urging me to go towards Rico. I smiled a small smile as I quickened my step. It was a long day and I was ready cuddle with him, maybe catch a few quiet mom
MELISSAI staggered back to me and Rico's room in a daze. The night air brushed over my skin, but I didn't feel it. It was all far away—blurry, as if I was having a nightmare that I couldn't shake.I replayed the scene repeatedly. Rico. I remembered Lorinda.The way he'd looked at me with icy detachment.No. There had to be some mistake. There had to be a reason.I went into our bedroom, the scent of my mate surrounding me. It provided a thin margin of comfort, and I clung to it in desperate hope. The room remained as it had been that morning—untouched and unaltered.I moved on autopilot, stripping off my clothes and stepping into the shower. The warm water cascaded down my body, but it did nothing to wash away the ache in my chest. By the time I slipped into bed, my body was exhausted, but my mind refused to rest. He’ll come.He’ll explain everything, and I’ll forgive him.I lay there in the darkness, waiting, my eyes growing heavier with each passing second. Eventually, sleep
MELISSAI hated to admit it, but I was powerless to change my fate.I had tried—goddess, I had tried—to talk to Rico, to make him look at me, to force him to hear me out. But every time I got close, Lorinda made sure I was pulled back into the hell my life had turned into.It started with small humiliations—fetching water from the farthest well, scrubbing floors others had intentionally dirtied. Then it escalated. Harder tasks. Longer hours. Punishments doled out on a whim, most frequently at Lorinda's hands."You missed a spot," Lorinda had sneered one evening, tipping over the bucket of dirty water I had been using to scrub the floors of the main halls. "Do it again."I had clenched my fists, a storm of anger brewing in my chest. But what could she do? The guards were there, watching. The pack members turned away.So, I gulped down my pride and scrubbed.---I fell into a routine. I’d wake at dawn from the thin mattress in my square, windowless room. I’d pull on the coarse grey shi
MelissaKiara had left for her duties and I sat by the window seeing how the pack was being operated.I couldn't seem to find Luna, all I could see were slaves, workers and guards. He was a strong Alpha and could have a Luna at will, yet I could see no one.The evening air had become very thick with the scent of pine and danger.I knew he was coming even though I felt he should at least give me some break.The slow echo of boots in the hallway, the hush of guards moving aside—it all made my stomach churn. I knew it was him.Alpha Troy.My body immediately began to curl tighter in the corner of the room, muscles tense from anticipation and leftover pain. No where to really hide myself.He didn’t even knock this time. The heavy door creaked open like it belonged to him more than I did.And maybe it did after all, it was his pack house, and I was his sex slave. He had every right to go into any room he felt like.He stepped inside looking ruthless and dominative, I really wished I coul
MelissaThe morning light crept in through the large windows like a silent witness to my ruin. It touched the edges of the bed, the discarded clothes, the torn linen—all were soft reminders of everything I wanted to forget. All that happened last night.I stayed still on the bed and wrapped myself in the thin sheets like they could shield me from the shame staining my skin. My body ached, not just physically, but in a way that felt bone-deep. I felt like something inside me had splintered into pieces that could never be put back together.Troy was gone. Had been for hours. He left without looking back. I really didn't matter to him.Just like Rico.I stared blankly at the ceiling, wondering who I was now. I couldn't find myself anymore. I began wondering if there was even a version of me left that was worth saving.A knock at the door startled me. I didn’t answer. I became scared, probably it was my Alpha coming back for more of me.I could hear another knock—a gentler one this time f
MelissaThe silence in the room was suffocating.I sat still on the edge of the massive bed, hands clenched in my lap in fear, every muscle in my body was in tension. The air felt colder than normal, despite the warmth of the fire dancing in the hearth.I could see the dress I wore earlier lay in a heap on the floor. I was now clothed in a simple slip—delicate, thin, and far too revealing for what I knew was coming that could please my Alpha.I couldn't help but notice everything until the door creaked open.There he was! Alpha TroyHe stepped in, with his commanding presence claiming the space the moment he entered.I rose to my feet instinctively, my chest began tightening at every step he took.His eyes found mine.He wasn't smiling and he didn’t even say a word as he entered.He suddenly closed the door behind him and leaned against it, arms crossed, staring at me like he was trying to read something written on my skin. Something quite alluring to his eyes.“What a meal” he said
MelissaThey ushered her to a room afterwards. It was really beautiful.Just too beautiful though a bit empty.Nothing about everything seemed to make sense. The bed was dressed in soft, crimson sheets that shimmered under the golden chandelier light. A vanity stood near the window, its mirror was really spotless, its surface lined with fragrant oils and delicate brushes. There were fine silken curtains that fell like waterfalls, muffling the outside world, trapping me in a small velvet cage.But really this was far from what I’d expected.After all, I was bought by the Alpha and that makes me a slave now.But slaves don’t sleep in such rooms with warm fires, and not even rooms that smell like lavender and rosewood.Something was obviously wrong. Something she wasn't seeing.I watched the servants prepare the room quietly, casting glances at me they didn’t want me to catch. I felt some sense of pity. Great guilt with a mix of fear. None of them spoke more than necessary, even as I wa
Melissa“Rico!” my voice barely above a whisper.I watched him turn his back on me as he left with his new side, Lorinda. He didn't even take a second glance at me. I could see Lorinda joyful as though she had won a war till we were out of sight.I was broken, devastated and confused.“But what did Rico just do with me?”I couldn't understand all that just happened, was I a slave? That was my husband that tossed me off like a piece of trash. I didn't mean anything to him anymore. I was rejectedAnd now sold to none other than Troy.Alpha Troy paid deaf ears to my wailing as he dragged me along with him.A lot kept on reeling in my head at once as my new Alpha gripped my hands as we journeyed.The journey was getting too long, the road winding through thick forests and rocky paths. I could feel all my body ache from the strain of being dragged away so abruptly, but who cares. No one did, not even my new Alpha. I glanced at Troy, who had remained silent all through the journey. He neve
RICOI wiped the sweat from my brow as I headed back toward my office. My body was aching, but my mind was preoccupied.Where was Melissa?*lIt was days since I had heard from her last.I needed to tell her about the notion that had been nagging him—a possible treaty with Alpha Troy. Melissa was always good at these types of things, better than I was sometimes. She was quick-witted, intelligent, and could perceive things I couldn't.I smiled half-heartedly. She would give me her honest opinion, let me know if it was a good or bad idea.But where had she been recently?My feet slowed. Had I seen her today?I frowned.Why did it seem like I hadn't seen her in—His hand was on the door handle, and suddenly all thoughts of Melissa disappeared.He went inside, and there was Lorinda. And just like that, everything else went away.It felt as if something heavy draped over my mind, snuffing out any stray thoughts. There was only her. Lorinda’s eyes lit up as she saw me. “You’re finally
MELISSAI hated to admit it, but I was powerless to change my fate.I had tried—goddess, I had tried—to talk to Rico, to make him look at me, to force him to hear me out. But every time I got close, Lorinda made sure I was pulled back into the hell my life had turned into.It started with small humiliations—fetching water from the farthest well, scrubbing floors others had intentionally dirtied. Then it escalated. Harder tasks. Longer hours. Punishments doled out on a whim, most frequently at Lorinda's hands."You missed a spot," Lorinda had sneered one evening, tipping over the bucket of dirty water I had been using to scrub the floors of the main halls. "Do it again."I had clenched my fists, a storm of anger brewing in my chest. But what could she do? The guards were there, watching. The pack members turned away.So, I gulped down my pride and scrubbed.---I fell into a routine. I’d wake at dawn from the thin mattress in my square, windowless room. I’d pull on the coarse grey shi
MELISSAI staggered back to me and Rico's room in a daze. The night air brushed over my skin, but I didn't feel it. It was all far away—blurry, as if I was having a nightmare that I couldn't shake.I replayed the scene repeatedly. Rico. I remembered Lorinda.The way he'd looked at me with icy detachment.No. There had to be some mistake. There had to be a reason.I went into our bedroom, the scent of my mate surrounding me. It provided a thin margin of comfort, and I clung to it in desperate hope. The room remained as it had been that morning—untouched and unaltered.I moved on autopilot, stripping off my clothes and stepping into the shower. The warm water cascaded down my body, but it did nothing to wash away the ache in my chest. By the time I slipped into bed, my body was exhausted, but my mind refused to rest. He’ll come.He’ll explain everything, and I’ll forgive him.I lay there in the darkness, waiting, my eyes growing heavier with each passing second. Eventually, sleep
MELISSAI stood on the eastern border, the scent of moist earth and pine in the crisp evening air. The patrol warriors were at attention, their eyes locked on me, anticipating my order. I scanned their faces, my chest swelling with pride at their self-control."Double the night shifts," I commanded, ny voice sharp. "I want scouts in front of every blind spot on the ridge. If you sense even a whiff of trouble, report directly to me or Alpha Rico."The head warrior, Grant, saluted. "Will do, Luna. We'll double our shifts immediately.""Good." I softened the voice. "Keep your wits about you, but don't overdo it. If something doesn't seem right, trust your instincts."Grant and the others nodded, making assenting noises before moving off into the dense forest.With orders in hand, I made my way back towards the pack house, my mate bond urging me to go towards Rico. I smiled a small smile as I quickened my step. It was a long day and I was ready cuddle with him, maybe catch a few quiet mom