Unlike the others, my wounds didn't heal as quickly, a consequence of my lower rank in our Lycan society. The bruises throbbed with every step, my ribs were broken from the kicks I got from the pot-bellied men and his guards.
Eventually, I was transferred to another set of guards, who hit me until the tears stopped flowing. Seeing the emblems on their uniform, I knew they were the Lycan king Adrian Guards. That was when I knew I was going to be tortured to death in his arms. Tears filled my eyes, but it didn't fall. The world outside the car window was a blur of green, but it brought me no comfort. All I could think about was the unknown fate that awaited me at Adrian's hands. Lycan King Adrian was said to rule the Crest haven Society, where the poor, the rich and the middle class were all separated by fierce hierarchy. He was said to have taken so many as slaves, women as his sex slaves, but unfortunately they were tortured and died a week later. That was the life I was going to live. And it pained me that my dream of being an artist in the human world would forever be nothing but as far away as the stars. When we finally arrived at his sprawling estate, the grandeur of it did nothing to lift my spirits. The towering castle stood as a symbol of his power, and the elaborate fountain in front of it seemed to mock my misery with its graceful splendour. The guard, his grip unrelenting, dragged me out of the car and pushed me to the ground at the foot of the grand staircase. I landed with a painful thud, my knees scraping against the cold, unforgiving stone. I winced in pain but did not attempt to rise. What was the point? I was at the mercy of the man descending the stairs, and there was no escaping my fate. As Adrian descended, my breath caught in my throat. He was a formidable figure, his presence commanding and powerful. His ebony hair cascaded in unruly waves, framing a face that was both striking and handsome. But none of that mattered to me at that moment. All I could feel was overwhelming fear. His eyes, the colour of stormy gray, bore into mine, and I couldn't look away. It was as if he could see right through me, into the depths of my soul. The guards had left me trembling and dishevelled at his feet, a pitiful sight, and I couldn't find the strength to stand tall. Adrian's lips curled into a knowing smile, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. He extended a hand towards me, a silent command for me to rise. My body moved on instinct, and I reluctantly took his hand, allowing him to pull me to my feet. He towered over me, and I couldn't help but feel small and insignificant in his presence. But it wasn't just his physical dominance that unnerved me; it was the knowledge that I was now under his control, a mere pawn in his ruthless game of power and dominance. The tears that had flowed freely on the journey here had dried up, replaced by a paralysing fear that left me mute and helpless. I stood before Adrian, my heart pounding in my chest, my gaze fixed firmly on the ground. His voice, when it finally broke the silence, was like a commanding melody that sent shivers down my spine. "Your name is Selena, am I right?" I nodded, unable to find my voice, my throat constricted by fear. Adrian's fingers brushed my chin, forcing my face up to meet his piercing gaze. His touch was firm, unyielding. "Look at me when I am talking to you," he commanded, his voice like a velvet whip. I met his stormy gray eyes, my own filled with fear. "Good girl. I hope you would be this obedient with me?" I bit my lips as I nodded. "I would like you to know that you are my pet," he said, his tone unwavering. "That's why you are here. As a pet. So you obey and listen to me. Understand?" Tears welled up in my eyes, but I fought to keep them at bay. I couldn't afford to show weakness in front of him. With a shaky voice, I whispered, "Yes, I understand." Adrian's grip on my chin loosened, and he released me, stepping back. His demeanour shifted, becoming more detached, as he turned his attention to the guard standing nearby. "Take her to her room," he instructed, his voice no longer holding the same commanding tone. "Tell the maids to prepare her for tonight." My heart raced as I tried to make sense of his words. I had no idea what he meant by "prepare her for tonight," and the uncertainty left me feeling even more vulnerable. I watched as the guard approached, his expression Stoic and unreadable. He gestured for me to follow him, and I did so without resistance. The walk to my new room felt like an eternity, the silence heavy and oppressive. I couldn't help but steal glances at the guard, but his features remained impassive, giving away nothing. When we finally reached my room, he opened the door and motioned for me to enter. The room was luxurious, with rich, dark furnishings and heavy curtains that blocked out the moonlight. It was a stark contrast to the cold stone floors and creaky bed that I had in my own home. The guard's voice cut through the silence, his words leaving me trembling with fear. "Strip," he ordered, his tone cold and unfeeling. I hesitated for a moment, my mind racing with a million thoughts and questions. Wasn't there a female to take care of me? Or better still some privacy? But the stern look in his eyes left me with no choice. Slowly, I began to remove my clothes, I didn't have much of an asset, my boobs were not as full, my hips were rounded, my ass was average. I was just there, I fear the Lycan king would be disappointed, and I wonder what he would do when he sees I am not as sexy or beautiful as the other women he may have had.I was shaking, my body had sweat rolling down my back even though the air was cold.As I stood there, vulnerable and exposed, I couldn't help but wonder what horrors awaited me on this ominous night. All I could do was pray for strength and hope that somehow, I would find a way to survive whatever Adrian had planned for his new pet."You are not much, I don't see what's there for you to hide," the guard said, scoffing. I didn't say anything, I bit my lips in fear."But do know that as you are the Lycan king, you are also ours. All of us, we are going to share you." He was trying to catch my gaze, to make me look him in the eyes, an opportunity for him to catch my disobedience and hit me. But I didn't meet his demands. I only showed my fear, of how my body was going to be humiliated.He scoffed, "Someone will come to dress you." I only nodded in reply, my voice caught in my throat, unable to voice the dread that consumed me.He left me alone, and I crumbled, picking up the bedsheet to
I sat on the edge of the plush bed, dressed in jeans and a simple t-shirt nervously biting my fingernails.My gaze was fixed on the bright sun streaming through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. It felt warm, better than the cold that was biting at my heart.A soft knock at the door interrupted my thoughts, and I turned to see a different maid from the one who had attended to me yesterday.My voice was hesitant as I asked, "Where's the other maid?"The new maid, whose name I didn't yet know, replied, "She has kitchen duty today." Her voice was soft, her expression neutral."Oh, alright.""Shall I prepare a bath for you?""No, it's fine," I murmured. "I've already taken care of that." Curiosity got the better of me, and I couldn't help but ask, "What's your name?"The maid hesitated for a moment before responding, "Janice."I nodded in acknowledgment. "Oh alright. Janice, I am Selena."The maid didn't reply, but I couldn't care less.The urge to reach out to my father was
I sat on the bed cross-legged, the soft lamplight casting a warm glow over the pages of the book in my hands. It was one of the few comforts I had in this unsettling world, a world where nothing was as it seemed. I immersed myself in the words, escaping into the fictional realm of the story, if only for a brief respite.But that was shattered when the door to my room swung open with a force that made me jump.My heart pounded as I looked up and saw Adrian stumbling into the room, clearly inebriated. He swayed unsteadily on his feet, his eyes glassy and unfocused."You," he slurred, his words barely coherent as he pointed a finger at me.I blinked in surprise, my voice hesitant as I replied, "Me?"Adrian's response was a drunken nod, and he beckoned me with a clumsy gesture. "Yes, you. Come to me."Confusion and fear swirled within me, but I couldn't defy his command. Slowly, I got up from the bed and began to walk towards him, my footsteps cautious. My heart raced, and a sense of impe
I froze when the words filtered into my ears and registered in my brain. Mates.Does that explain the tingling feeling I get when he is close? But my human self, the rational one of me would rather be far away from him as he was an abuser."You don't seem too affected by it.""Does it change anything?" I asked. "You wouldn't want an omega as your mate."He chuckled, "You are becoming bolder. I love it." He kissed my cheeks, slowly moving towards my neck as I bit my lips once again.Adrian's words hung in the air like a dark omen, and I couldn't deny the truth in them. Despite my fear and reluctance, my body had betrayed me with its involuntary response to his touch."Wanting you, It's not intentional," I stammered in response, my voice quivering as I tried to explain myself. "We haven't seen each other since that first night and you… reminded me of your presence everyday with gifts. My body, my wolf even though it's lowly, recognizes that, but me… the human still fear you. And still h
Lila's eyes widened in shock at my desperate plea. She quickly ushered me into her room, shutting the door behind us. The dimly lit space offered a moment of respite from the grandeur and opulence of the estate."What are you talking about?" Lila whispered urgently, her voice laced with concern.I took a deep breath, my heart pounding with fear and determination. "Isabella is a threat, Lila. I know her, she is my mother's sister daughter. After my mother's death, she's taken everything from me—my birthright, my dignity, my freedom. And now, with Adrian choosing her as his mate, she'll stop at nothing to eliminate any competition. She'll kill me and my child, I'm certain of it."Lila's brow furrowed as she processed my words. "Adrian wouldn't allow that," she countered, her voice filled with uncertainty.I shook my head, tears welling up in my eyes. "You don't understand, Lila. Adrian may be the alpha, but he's also been cruel and unpredictable. I can't trust him to protect me or our c
I awoke in a sterile, unfamiliar room, my body feeling strangely light. My hand instinctively reached for my stomach, but instead of the swollen, aching belly I had grown accustomed to, I found my abdomen flat and empty. Panic surged through me, and I tried to sit up, but a searing pain shot through my lower abdomen, causing me to gasp in agony.A voice beside me, deep and soothing, urged me to lie still. I turned my head, and there he was—the stranger who had come to my rescue in the forest. His face held a mix of relief and concern as he leaned closer."You're finally awake," he said, his voice a comforting presence in the sterile room. I struggled to remember the events that had led me here—the fall in the forest, and the desperate need for help to save my baby."What happened?" I managed to croak, my throat parched. I needed to know the fate of the child I had fought so hard to protect.The stranger—Leo, he had said—looked at me with a sad expression. "The doctors will explain ev
Leo's brown eyes bore into mine as he asked, "Why don't you want to stay with men?" I hesitated, memories of past traumas flashing before my eyes. "I've had bad experiences with men," I admitted, my voice shaky. "I really can't stay with them anymore."Leo's expression softened with understanding. "Calm down, Selena," he reassured me. "It's just for a few days, and they're my most trusted warriors. They won't bother you."I sighed, reluctantly conceding. "If you say so."Changing the subject, Leo asked, "Do you have any talents?"A faint smile tugged at my lips. "I can cook. I'm a great chef and baker."Leo chuckled, the sound warm and reassuring. "That's wonderful," he said. "Finally, you're smiling about something. That's good to see."My smile faded quickly as my past weighed on my mind once more. But Leo was quick to respond, gently urging, "No, no, don't go sad again. Come on, smiling suits you."I managed a small chuckle, grateful for his attempt to lift my spirits.Leo stood u
I gulped as I pushed my wheelchair back in fear. Ethan smirked, “Are you…scared?”Ronnie came forward, “Please Ethan, she has just gone through an ordeal. I hope you would understand and not pressure her. I beg of you.”I clasped my hands together, eyes watering as I looked at Ethan.“Who is this?” Another voice boomed from behind Ethan.They looked alike. Tall, imposing, handsome. He had dark hair with white strands. His eyes were sky blue unlike his brother’s whose were onyx colored.“This is Selena,” Ethan said, stepping aside. “Don’t worry, we won’t kill you…yet.”My heart raced.Ronnie eyes narrowed, “That's Caleb. They are twins. Don't mind both of them. They won't hurt you. I promise.”I didn't seem to buy it, I did not want to flinch but I did. My palms felt clammy and my mind raised. I turned to look at Ronnie. “Don't leave me…please.”Ronnie gave me a sad smile. “I wish I couldn't love. But work calls.” Tears was starting to fill my eyes. The twins chuckled at the same time.