ZEUS
The way he said "beast" made something twist inside me. There was an edge to his words, a dark promise that suggested something far worse than just violence. And…could it be? …his voice, it sounded like two voices merged into one, as if something else, someone else, was speaking along with him. An animal. Was my mind slipping, or had I really heard that? I couldn't afford to second-guess myself. Hours of captivity were already beginning to blur my senses, drawing me into a spiral of doubt. If I didn’t escape, I’d be lost to this man’s madness.
“Look, I really don’t know why you’re doing this to me.” My voice was steady, but desperation clawed at the edges. “I haven’t killed anyone. And if you believe I have, let’s go to the police. They’ll decide whether I’m guilty. I’ll accept punishment if they prove it, okay? Let’s handle this like civilized adults…”
“Police?” He chuckled, a low, dark sound that echoed through the trees, filling the silence with a sinister hum. I froze, feeling the weight of something terrible, something inescapable. He took a step closer, his shadow falling over me, blotting out everything else.
“Here, I am the authority,” he declared, his voice reverberating through the forest, twisting the night into something otherworldly. “I am the judge, I am the jury, and I am your executioner.” His hand gripped the back of my neck, yanking me forward until our faces were inches apart, his gaze piercing, relentless. “I am your god, and I am your devil here, Damon.”
The silence that followed was suffocating, pressing down on me as if his very words had woven a prison around me. And for a heartbeat, I was back in a place I thought I’d buried years ago, back to the day I’d sworn I’d never be in anyone’s grasp again. Twelve years had passed since that accident. The one time I’d felt powerless, utterly helpless, at someone’s mercy. I’d vowed that day to take control of my life, my fate, and never surrender it again.
But now? Here was this man, holding me in his iron grip, claiming dominion over me with a terrifying certainty. My heart hammered, old wounds stirring anger deep inside me, anger that outweighed the fear. I wasn’t going to let this stranger break me, no matter how dark his threats.
I met his gaze, refusing to back down, and forced my voice to stay steady. “I refuse to accept you as anything of mine,” I said, my tone hard and unshaking. “You are neither the god I worship nor the devil in my nightmares.”
For a moment, he just stared at me with an emotionless gaze, “Care to repeat that?” he asked, voice dripping with challenge, eyes dark and assessing.
My pulse quickened, but I didn’t hesitate.
“Why?” I taunted, inching closer to him, my breath hot and steady against his. “Are you afraid you’re losing control?” I let out a low, mocking chuckle, letting him see the smirk I knew would provoke him. “I’m not scared of you. If you want to kill me, then pull out that gun, shoot me, and end this!”
He didn’t react. Not a single flicker of doubt or fear in his expression. Instead, his hand tightened on the back of my neck, fingers digging into my skin as he leaned in closer, his voice low, dripping with an evilness that sent chills up my spine. “You think I won’t? You think your life has any weight here, Damon?” he whispered, his words chillingly calm. “Then let’s find out.” With that, he seized my arm, his grip like iron as he began to drag me deeper into the forest.
Twisting my arm, he forced me forward, his every step an unspoken threat that echoed through my bones. “Where… where are you taking me?!” I shouted in a panic. Branches tore at my clothes as he pulled me along, while my heart started drumming in my chest with his silent treatment. It was nerve wracking and scary. Where might he be taking me?
The damp earth squelched underfoot as he dragged me forward, his iron grip strong around my wrist. I could barely keep up, each step sending a fresh wave of nausea through me. I stumbled but fought to stay upright. He didn’t care if I was half-dead or bleeding. To him, I was nothing more than something to be dragged along. Maybe a stray animal he could shove around. I could tell this man hated me to the marrow of his bones.
That’s when I noticed it. The ground beneath my feet had grown strangely wet, and a smell, sour, swampy, began to fill the air. I looked ahead, my heart hammering as realization dawned. It was the stretch of wetlands, vast and ominous, a thick, soupy swamp nestled in the shadows of twisted trees and creeping vines.
The sight made my stomach turn. “Why are you taking me there?! I’m not going in!” I shrieked, my voice cracking under the weight of my fear. Panic overtook me as I thrashed, trying desperately to pull free from his grip. The idea of being led into that swamp…it felt like a one-way trip to a place I’d never return from. I could already feel the mud closing in around my ankles, swallowing me whole.
But he didn't so much as blink. His grip on my arm tightened as he pushed me forward to swamp, ignoring my every word. “NO!” I yelled, my voice breaking as I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the inevitable plunge. I saw my life flash before me, saw the faces of those I’d left behind, the things I hadn’t done, the love I’d never found. Desperation clawed at me, and for the first time, a small, broken whisper escaped my lips. “No… please…”
And then I felt it. his hand wrapping around mine, pulling me back with a brutal force.
Gasping, I opened my eyes, to find myself stumbling backward, only to slam into his chest. I was panting, my heart racing, every nerve in me alight with confusion and fear. My mind reeled. Had he really just… saved me? After he’d been the one to push me toward that death trap in the first place?
“How could you…” My voice trembled, the words barely escaping my lips. I was a mix of disbelief and anger, my head spinning as I looked up at him.
A smile curled at the corner of his mouth, cold and mocking. “Did you forget?” he asked, his voice smooth, taunting. “I am a beast.”
As he spoke, his eyes shifted, darkening to an unnatural, deep shade of brown…wild, animalistic, yet powerful, something far beyond human. I felt my blood run cold as I realized what I was looking into. This man was more than dangerous; he was something else entirely. This wasn’t just a twisted soul with a vendetta. No, he was something darker, primal… monstrous.
He was not a human?
A whisper escaped me before I could stop it, my voice barely audible. “Who… who are you?”
He tilted my chin up not with his fingers but… my face turning white at the site of his claws, rough yet controlled, his face so close that I could feel his breath against my lips. “Call me Alpha.”
His sexy voice entered my ears, making my heart skip a beat.
Fuck my life.
I was in the clutches of a monster!
ODINRegret clawed at me like a ghost that refused to be exorcized, lingering in every empty space where her laughter should have been. I had been close enough to catch her, close enough to reach her, if only I’d acted a moment sooner. She would still be smiling and calling me brother. But I was just a second too late. All I could do was watch as her body plummeted from the top floor of the apartment building, swallowed by a silence that tore at me as her life slipped away right in front of my eyes. I couldn’t protect her. Lynn. My baby sister. The one I remember cradling in my arms the day she was born, her tiny fingers curling around mine, so fragile yet so full of life.Now, eighteen years later, I cradle her again, but all that life was gone.Just three months ago, she’d been dragging me around town, excited about college, demanding I buy her everything she’d need, and begging me for an apartment close to campus. She’d wanted so badly to live on her own, experience life outside the
ZEUS A pair of brown, animal-like eyes, hairy hands that looked almost like claws…I rubbed my eyes and blinked away the images, muttering, “What kind of shitty dream was that?” My head was still foggy, my senses playing tricks. Admittedly, the guy who’d kidnapped me had an intimidating presence. Strong, silent, with a piercing look that unnerved me. But to think that he was something more than human? A monster or… worse? Ridiculous.“What the hell am I even thinking?” I scolded myself. It hadn’t been twenty-four hours since he’d dragged me into this nightmare, and already I was losing my grip on reality. But as the hazy memories settled, one came into focus, as clear as if it were happening again: “Call me Alpha.” His voice had been low, commanding, with an underlying edge that felt… powerful. Like he owned not just the moment, but everything within reach. Including me.“Alpha?” I muttered, the name feeling strange on my tongue. There was something unnervingly fitting about it. He wa
ZEUS “Who are you?” He didn’t flinch, didn’t even glance in my direction. His entire focus stayed fixed on the fire. The silence he directed towards me felt suffocating, a dismissal so deliberate it made my skin crawl, as though I wasn’t even worthy of a response because I was his captive. My jaw tightened, but I refused to back down. “What’s your name?” I pressed, my voice sharper now. Finally, he looked at me. His voice was cold, detached. “It’s Alpha to you.” “That doesn’t sound like a name,” I muttered under my breath, frustration lacing my words. It was clear he had no intention of revealing anything about himself. But I was desperate. Knowing even a shred of information about him might help me understand the kind of person or creature holding me hostage. Only then could I plan my escape. Suddenly, the sharp cry of a vulture echoed through the quiet, making me jump. My eyes darted upward, and there was a massive bird circling ominously above us. My breath caught. “What
ZEUS“AAAAAA!” Raw frustration tore from my throat, ricocheting off the cracked walls of the shack and spilling out into the crisp morning air. My chest heaved as I sat there, glaring at the wooden floor, my face flushed, eyes red from a sleepless night. Shame burned in me like an unrelenting fire, spreading from the tips of my ears to the pit of my stomach. I’d never, not in my entire life, felt so humiliated as I had yesterday.That moment. That damned moment. It replayed in my mind like a cursed loop, and no matter how much I tried to shove it aside, the memory surged back with unrelenting clarity. The Alpha’s voice was calm, sexy yet taunting when he had offered me a "shortcut," the nature of which was so degrading, so infuriating, that even now my fists clenched at the thought.The worst part wasn’t just the suggestion itself, it was the audacity of it. The ease with which he reduced me to nothing more than… a manwhore…. No. I wouldn’t even let the word form in my mind. But what
ZEUSWithout a word, he turned and started walking deeper into the woods, his broad shoulders cutting a path through the greenery.“Hey, where are you going?” I called after him, frowning. My voice sounded more uncertain than I liked.He didn’t answer. Instead, his stride remained steady, and for reasons I couldn’t quite explain, I found myself following him. My feet moved almost on their own, driven by a mix of curiosity, defiance, and a strange feeling that I could not explain. He glanced back at me once as I followed him.As we emerged from the dense woods, my jaw dropped at the sight before me. A sprawling river stretched out ahead, its waters shimmering under the sunlight. It was so clear that I could see the smooth pebbles beneath
ODINThe moment I pushed the door open, Cade’s scent hit me. A scent that was rarely sharpened by tension, layered with something close to unease. Giving me a hint as to why he suddenly asked for an audience though mind-link. He stood stiffly in the dim light, his eyes snapping in my direction the second I entered. Without a word, I moved around the desk and leaned back against it, folding my arms across my chest. “What’s the matter, Cade?” I asked, my tone low, measured, but edged with impatience. “Make it quick.”Cade’s jaw tightened as he straightened. “Alpha, on my way here, I found traces in the southeastern woods. Signs of a wolf.”I tilted my head slightly, amusement flickering at the corners of my lips. “A wolf?” I repeated, my voice laced with dark curiosity. “An intruder? In my territory?”It had to be like a joke. No one had dared to trespass here… not in decades. My land was protected by ironclad wards and fear. Even rogues gave it a wide berth. But Cade’s serious express
ZEUSThe river water was cool. It washed away the grime and sweat from my body, leaving me feeling lighter than I had since I first woke up in this gloomy forest. The bath was so good that it awakened my senses and lifted my spirits. After all, this was the best thing that happened to me after I had been kidnapped.After scrubbing myself clean, I washed my clothes. Once dressed in a loose T-shirt and a pair of soft, worn bottoms from the polythene bag, I began making my way back along the path I’d memorized earlier.The bag dangled from my hand, and my gaze fell on it with a mix of gratitude and suspicion. The Alpha.... my kidnapper, my tormentor, my... whatever he was—had supplied me with toiletries, clothes, and a towel. I hadn’t expected that. Hell, I’d half
ZEUSSomething about the man seemed off.His 5’10” lean figure was coated in dried mud and the clothes he was wearing seemed loose as if they were not his, rather he had stolen them from somewhere.But it wasn’t his unsettling appearance that made me uneasy. It was the suffocating air around him, an sinister force that seemed to press my mind in a negative way. Then there were his eyes… pale blue, predatory, and sharp as a blade. They pierced through me as if they were provoking me.The man’s voice, soft yet commanding, sliced through the gloomy stillness. “Come to me,” he said, his lips curling into a wide, unsettling smile.I raised an eyebrow at him, unsure whether to laugh or feel creeped out. “What?” I asked, taking a
ZEUSA sudden crack of lightning split the sky and its roar vibrated through the air. Startled, I broke eye contact with the Alpha and turned to see the damage with wide eyes. The bolt had struck the tree I had been sleeping under not too long ago. My heart pounded as the realization hit me, if I’d stayed there, I would be dead.Instinctively backing away, I stumbled, only to feel my back collide with something solid. I froze.It was him. The Alpha. He was standing right behind me.“Follow me,” he whispered, his deep voice brushing against my ear like a sinister caress.A shiver ran down my spine as the heat of his breath sent an involuntary jolt through my body. I turned quickly to face him, only to find that he’d already walked ahead.I grabbed his wrist to stop him. “Where?”He tilted his head slightly, his brown eyes drifting to my hand before meeting mine. “To the house,” he simply stated.My heart raced, unsure whether it was from the storm or his words. “Are you helping me? Why
ODINStanding on the other side of the glass door, I watched him.His shivering figure huddled outside in the storm, barely holding himself upright. The doors and windows of this house were all glass. One-way glass. So I could see everything outside, yet he couldn’t see me within. I'd been watching him the entire time since the storm began, since the rain turned intense and the fragile roof of his shack gave in.As I had expected, he came to me for shelter.The wealthy human trash, Damon Darcy, reduced to nothing but a trembling figure. A man who would manipulate and ruin innocent life when he gets tired of them but now kneel in order to save his own pitiful life.His fist hit the door weakly. "Are you asleep?" he called out, his
ZEUSAt 14, I sat before the mirror, dressed in high-end clothes, doused in branded perfume, a luxury watch gleaming on my wrist, and sporting a haircut identical to the boy staring back at me. A reflection of someone I no longer recognized. As I stepped into the world of the elite, masquerading as the heir to one of the most powerful men in the country, I realized something irrevocable: my existence had vanished.Zeus was gone.In his place, Damon was born.“Remember…” A large hand covered half my face, and I glimpsed him through the gaps of his fingers as he whispered in my ear, “From now on, you are me.”I jolted awake with a gasp. Thunder roared and lightning flashed, illuminating the dark confines of the rickety shack where I lay. The storm outside was relentless, shaking the very walls of my fragile refuge. My chest heaved as the memories I’d buried clawed their way back to the surface.After a moment of catching my breath, I sat up on the makeshift hay bed and turned to the sma
Huffing, I stomped my feet and climbed down to gather the tools. Wasn’t this an overreaction over an old toolbox?Thankfully, nothing was broken. I glanced up at the Alpha. “What do I do now?”“Take it all inside,” he ordered curtly.Reluctantly, I turned and entered the house. It was a beautiful place, filled with antique furniture, but coated in layers of dirt and cobwebs. It seemed abandoned. Placing the toolbox down, I was about to leave when a small photo frame caught my attention. I reached out to grab it.“What are you doing?” the Alpha’s voice boomed through the room.Startled, I quickly pulled my hand back without even looking at the photo. “I was just looking around. This seems like a very old house,” I said, turnin
ZEUS“Join me…” he whispered, his voice calm but laced with something I couldn’t place.I blinked, confusion thick in my voice. “Join you for what?”Next, I found myself on the rooftop of the wooden house. The Alpha carried a pile of flat boards in one hand, the other casually balanced a toolbox like it weighed nothing. Meanwhile, I was struggling just to keep my knees from giving out. Fuck my curiosity from earlier. Why had I come here instead of resting in the shack? If only I had known he was going to be fixing the roof and I would have to follow him around like a servant. Even at this height. A cold sweat broke out across my forehead when I glanced down. The height. The nauseating height.My breath hitched, and memories I’d buried clawed their way back into my mind. The sharp pain, the sickening crunch, the blood pooling around me...My legs wobbled like they had forgotten how to stand. Panic crept in, tightening my chest. Without thinking, my hand shot out, gripping the Alpha’s
ZEUSBut something about the complexity of it all didn’t sit right with me. The coordination, the precision. It must’ve cost a fortune.I scoffed, my frustration spilling into words. “Is that wild man wealthy?” I muttered under my breath.Cade’s cold voice broke my thoughts. “Follow me,” he instructed, already heading toward the woods.I sighed and quickly laced up my shoes, begrudgingly following him.Our first stop was the river. Cade handed me three large bottles and motioned for me to fill them with fresh water. Carrying them back to the shack nearly broke my arms. I was drenched in sweat by the time we arrived.
ZeusI stared at the Alpha in complete disbelief, my brain trying to process his statement. Enemies with benefits? Was this some kind of joke?My mind flickered back to the last time I’d been with someone. A Brazilian beauty during a rare three-day break from work. It had been... fine, but forgettable. Sex had never been a big deal to me, just a minor distraction from my singular focus: money. One-night stands were the extent of my interest, and even then it was few and far between.But this? This was something else entirely. The offer was shocking enough, but coming from him, a self-proclaimed straight werewolf willing to make an exception for me was almost laughable.Then I caught the way he looked at me. I was some kind of filthy, desperate thing. A manwhore in his eyes.My jaw clenched tightly as my pride took a hit. “I’m not gay. And even if I were, you would be the last person I’d ever choose,” I spat, glaring into his cold eyes.He tilted his head lazily, his expression one of
ODINStanding by the window, I took a long slow drag of my cigarette as I watched the sunrise bleed colors across the horizon. It was stunning, as usual. It was a reminder that life continued at its own pace, indifferent to my sleepless nights. Since Lynn’s death, sleep had become a distant memory. My eyes drifted, almost against my will, to the clearing where he lay curled up, tied but somehow managing to look absurdly comfortable. Damon. His lean figure was nestled by the chopped woodpile, his expression softened in sleep, though his brows furrowed every so often. His lips seemed soft, plump, and maddeningly inviting, would part to mutter curses at the mosquitoes circling him. For someone so terrified of being devoured by a wild animal, he was surprisingly unguarded. Carefree. And infuriatingly... alluring.I scowled, forcing my gaze away but finding it impossible to fully shake the image. So stupid and irritating, I muttered under my breath. The bastard was human trash—a liar, a m
ZEUSThe piercing scream of a bat shattered the silence between us, snapping me out of the intense stare I was locked in with the Alpha. My head instinctively jerked upward in alarm. The forest around us had grown darker. Evening had already fallen. Wild animals were waking up. Their cries were just creepy in the stillness of night. Suddenly, the Alpha’s hand shifted from my waist to my wrist.. Instinctively, I glanced up at him, but the moment our eyes met, my breath caught. The warmth I’d seen before was gone, replaced by something dark and furious.Without a word, he yanked me forward, his pace insane as if he was flying in the air.“What the hell are you doing?!” I hissed, stumbling as I struggled to keep up..The sharp pain in my wrist made me wince, and I wriggled in protest. “Let go! You’re hurting me!” I yelled, anger and panic boiling over.He didn’t stop. He didn’t even glance in my direction.I stumbled along, cursing him under my breath, fighting against his strong grip. B