Meredith’s POV
I have never beheld such beauty before in my entire life.The three men that surrounded me stood tall, but only two of them gave me a chilling aura.The one who had spoken has icy blue eyes piercing right through my soul. A few strands of strawberry blond hair fall above them, making him appear even more handsome.He has on a white shirt that is folded up by the sleeves. We are in the middle of the woods, and there is not even a speck of dirt on his shirt. And judging by the state of their camp site, I could tell that they have been here for a while.His expression is cold, almost unreadable. The way his icy eyes pin me to the spot has a shiver running down my spine.The second man is bronze-skinned and has eyes that remind me of honey.His muscular and tall physique nearly has me salivating. He has on a black tank top that shows off his impressive torso, along with black cargo pants and boots.He looks down at me with his eyebrows a bit furrowed. Curiosity and interest swirl within his brown eyes.The third man is not as attractive as the first two. He has a bow and arrow in his hands and looks more roughed up than the first two. He has on what I can swear to be some sort of uniform.He does not give off the aura the others do. If I were to place a bet, I would say he is their servant. When the blond man speaks to him, it only confirms my thoughts.“Marco, is this little creature the one that ran off with a kilo of ham?” the bronze-skinned man asks. His voice is calm as he speaks, yet so menacing.It sends a wave of fear through my body and has me trembling.“Yes, Alpha Caelen. I watched her make a run for it. I would have followed her, but I knew it was not wise to leave the site unprotected,” the less attractive one says.“I say we kill her,” the blond one says passively.Instantly, I get on my knees before the blond one.“I am so sorry. I was just so hungry, and I had no cash on me, so I-““Shut up!” he snaps, and my lips seal shut.It was like my body obeyed him before my brain did. The way he spoke with so much authority and assertiveness, he is most definitely an Alpha.“Don’t ever speak unless you are spoken to; do you understand?” he asks, and I nod. “You can use your words now.”“Yes, I understand.”I feel his eyes scale up and down my body before he asks, “What are you anyway? I can't sense your wolf.”My lips parted, but I instantly shut my mouth.What am I doing? I can't tell him I am an omega; if I do, they will kill me for sure.What should I do?“I am human,” I blurt out.A menacing growl fills the air, and I feel my heart pound wildly against my chest. It came from the blond one. Did he know I was lying? Was he angry about it?Is he going to kill me?“What the hell is a human doing out here stealing ham?” he asks.The wheels on my head spin faster than they ever have. I need to think of a believable lie, or I am going to get killed!“I-I just got thrown out by my uncle—no, I mean parents—and I had nowhere else to go, so I just found myself here.”I am so dead.I manage to peer up at him, and he does not look even a little bit impressed.“Give me one reason why I should not kill you right now,” he says, and I watch his eyes turn a devilish shade of black.The white in his eyes completely disappears and is replaced with the hunger and bloodlust of a beast. His teeth lengthen until they turn into canines.He takes a step toward me, and I scurry back to put enough distance between the both of us.A devilish smile lifts the corner of his lips, and I swear he looks like a demon that just crawled out of hell.“Or better yet, why don’t I hand you over to my men? I am sure they would love to have some fun with you. Isn’t that right, Marco?”Marco grins, his hungry eyes shifting toward me.“I would love that, your majesty.”His eyes trail down my body with lust, and a disgusted shiver goes up my spine. The thought of Marco and more of his kind having their way with me made me want to throw up.I swallow the bile that has risen within my throat, and the blond guy laughs coldly.“Calm down; you are scaring the poor thing.”I want to beg them to have mercy on me, but it suddenly feels like something is shifting within me. I feel uneasy—hunger, to be precise.But not for food, for someone. My nose goes wild as it picks up a scent so sweet and so arousing. I need to find out where it is coming from.Or rather, who it is coming from.The hair on my neck stands out.Someone is coming.I can feel them heading toward me. I could trace his steps long before my ears or eyes could. What is happening to me? Am I hallucinating? I do not think so.Something in me is screaming at me to run in the direction of the person coming, but I do not.There is something about him that makes my body weak, like it has forgotten how to move."Well, look who has decided to join the party,” the blond guy says before stepping aside.When my eyes lift to meet the most beautiful pair I have ever seen, I am unable to control the gasp that escapes my lips. The person standing before me cannot be considered a man; he is a pure God.His aura radiates power and death.He is the tallest of all of them. His skin is covered in tattoos, which makes him even more menacing. His hair is the darkest I have ever seen; it is darker than night.When our eyes lock, a voice I have never heard before speaks within me.Mate!Wait, what?There is no way this handsome devil incarnate is my mate. The way he looks down on me with eyes void of emotion only proves that.No, he looks at me like a predator would their prey.I shrink back.“What is going on here, Saul?”His voice alone sends shivers through my whole body. I have never heard one quite like it. It sounds foreign yet familiar; there is a bit of Italian and British mixed in his accent.His voice is very deep yet silky, like velvet.“This pathetic human stole some of our food. We caught her taking a nice little nap here; now we are trying to figure out what to do with her,” the blond one, whose name I have learned is Saul, says.Oh no, he just called me a human!If this man really felt the mate bond between us, he would certainly tell his colleagues, and then they would definitely kill me for sure.Or even worse, they will find out that I am an omega and then kill me.Honestly, this could only end in one way, and that’s death.My heart goes wild in my chest as a bead of sweat slides down the side of my face. I wait for my mysterious yet handsome mate to say something, but he doesn’t.I do not know why, but his silence terrifies me even more.I look up to find his cold, demonic eyes glaring down at me. tearing my gaze away from his, I gulp.His voice fills my ears as he asks, “Is that so?”My heart drops to the pit of my stomach when I feel a hand grab the back of my neck. For a split second, it feels like there is a rush of electricity through my body.And the next second, I am gasping for air as I am being lifted off the floor.The other men watch the scene with widened eyes, but my terrified ones remain solely focused on the demon glaring up at me with murder in his gaze.“What are you really here for? And do not even think of lying, or I guarantee that I will snap your neck.”My body trembles as I struggle for air.My legs kick out, desperately searching for some form of earth to steady myself. My hands claw at his hand around my neck, but his grip doesn’t waver.I do not know how I manage to speak, but I still manage to.“I swear, I am just lost,” I wheeze out as I struggle for breath. My eyes sting with tears, and my vision blurs. “Please, do not kill me. Please!”There is not a hint of emotion in his eyes as I feel myself slowly losing consciousness. Dark dots taint my vision as a single thought comes into my mind.There is no way this man is my mate.Just when I feel as though my body is about to succumb to the darkness, he lets go of me. I release a yelp as my ass meets the dirt. My hands wrap around my neck as I fill my lungs with oxygen.I end up having a coughing fit as I try to regain myself.I can't believe it; he didn’t kill me! Maybe he really is my mate.“Take her away and sell her to those slave collectors; I am sure she will make a nice whore at some dive bar brothel.”My blood runs cold as his words register in my head. My head snaps up, and I watch him walk away with Saul and the bronze-skinned god.Without thinking, I lunge towards him and grab his ankle. My mate stops, and I hear a growl rumble off his chest, but I still do not let go of him.“No, please!” I do not know what gets over me when I say, “I would rather offer myself to you guys instead. I will serve you all in all my capacity.”The bronze-skinned guy raises a brow, and amusement swirls within Saul’s eyes.My mate spins around slowly; there is not even a hint of emotion on his face. His expression remains blank and hard; it makes me wonder what is going on in his mind.“And why the hell would we agree to such a thing? Do you really think that we do not have enough women swimming around us?” The bronze-skinned god asks, and I am unable to think of a reply.Instead, I say, “Please, do not do this to me.”Saul chuckles and crouches beside me. The smile on his face is mocking and filled with so much mischief that it is absolutely terrifying.“You have no idea what you are asking for, do you? Only an idiot would pledge herself to men like us.”I part my lips to say something, but I swear the growl that escapes my mate’s chest shakes the very ground beneath us. His furious gaze is directed at Marco.“What the hell are you doing standing there? I said, take her away!”Marco instantly springs to action: “Yes, Alpha Roman.”Alpha Roman, so that is the name of this devil.Marco picks me up from the floor, but I struggle against him.No, this cannot be happening.I cannot be sold to slavers; they will most definitely find out I am an omega and hand me over to the Wolffian Council. I will be thrown into the gallows and subjected to a lifetime of horror until I am dead.No, I would rather be at the mercy of these three.Tears spill from my eyes like two streams.“No, please, don’t. I will do anything for you all; just please don’t!”Marco starts pulling me away from them, but I continue to beg for my life.“Wait.”The weight on my chest lifts when Saul speaks.He walks up to me, and the look in his eyes suggests that I am not going to like what is about to go down.“You would do anything for us, huh?”I nod.“Then get naked.”Meredith’s POV I blink up at him, wondering if I had heard him correctly. Roman has a deep scowl on his face when he asks, “What do you think you are doing, Saul?”The grin on Saul’s lips is evil and filled with so many mysteries. Mysteries that I am certain I do not want to uncover. "Oh, come on, Roman - look at her. I have never seen a more desperate creature before in my entire life! She says she is willing to do anything; aren’t you a little bit curious to see how far she could go?”The way he speaks about me, like I am not even here, is quite humiliating. A part of me wants to snap at him and tell him to address me with a bit of respect, I am royalty after all, but I am certain that if I do that, they won't even give me off to the slavers.They would kill me on the spot.So, I stay silent and take it all in.My gaze shifts to my supposed mate. I cannot believe he has not said anything about our mate bond. And more importantly, why isn’t he reacting to what his friend
Meredith’s POVMarco’s grip on my arm is harsh as he leads me to God knows where. I take the time to gawk at the majestic paintings that hang on the crystal-white walls. Most of it was off landscapes and skies; a few of them were of people I do not know but none of them was one of the three kings. How strange.It makes me wonder: how exactly are there three kings ruling one kingdom? There is so much mystery about this place, and I cannot wait to uncover it all.My eyes fall on a woman standing at the end of the hall. The stoic look on her face suggests that she has not had a good laugh in ages. She appears to be somewhere in her forties; her black hair has a few gray strands that are tied up in a tight bun. It lays much emphasis on her rather large forehead. The lines in the corner of her head show that she has spent most of her life frowning rather than smiling. I suppose it explains why her dark brown eyes are void of emotion.“Here she is, ma’am. The king’s new girl.”The woman
Meredith’s POVAll three alphas are seated in armchairs facing the bed. Saul has his usual evil smirk with mischief twinkling in his eyes. Caelen, as always, is filled with curiosity and excitement. And of course, Alpha Roman, with absolutely no expression on his face, remains stoic as always. “Are you ready, little one?” Saul asks me, and I bite my bottom lip. I do not think I will ever be ready, but I might as well get this over with. So, I nod.“You look a lot better now. You are actually very pretty when you don’t have dirt on your face and try to steal our food,” Caelen remarks, and Saul chuckles. My smile is nervous, and I do not know whether to take that as a compliment or not. My gaze shifts to Roman, but he does not utter a word.Rather, his eyes trail up and down my body. When they stop at my eyes, I feel my wolf stir within me. She is excited; she purrs with delight at the contact. She wants to jump into his arms and never let go. I have to do everything within my power
Meredith’s POVThe breath is knocked out of my lungs as Roman slams me down on the bed. My back makes contact with the soft mattress, and my head dangles over the edge. Roman grabs my neck, forcing me up. His hand around my neck sends tingles through my entire body, and the way he looks at me with so much intensity makes me weak in the knees.He brings his lips to my ear and whispers, “I do not care how badly you are choking. I do not care if you are about to faint or if you see death knocking right outside your door. Under no circumstances will you get my dick out of your mouth; do you understand?” I gulp, but somehow manage to nod.His minty breath fans my earlobe when he says, “I need words.”“I understand, Alpha Roman,” I choke out, and he hums. A yelp escapes my lips when he forces me to my knees. He doesn’t wait another second before forcing my mouth open and shoving his entire length down my throat.My God, I do not think I am going to survive this night. But even with this
Meredith’s POV“The kings have a favorite?” I ask, and Sarah nods in confirmation. I do not know how to feel about that. “You mean all three of them favor Gwen most out of all the women here?” “Not exactly,” she pauses, like there is something she wants to tell me but thinks against it. “All three of them are the most called to the red room. I suppose it is because they have the best bodies out of all of us here.”“Oh, I see.” I trail off. A twinge of jealousy plagues my heart, but I do my best to dismiss it. So what if that girl has a better body than me, and the trio would love to have her more? Why should I care? Maybe it is because my mate is among the triad. I cannot help but wonder: does he actually like her, or does he just go along because his brothers enjoy her?I suppose that is a question I might most likely never get an answer to.“Aside from that, life in the harem is actually pretty sweet. Everything you can ever need is here, and you will hardly ever get bored,” Sara
Meredith’s POVSomething warm trickles down the side of my face; it is sticky and makes my skin crawl. I touch the spot and pull my hand to find blood on my fingertips. What? I am bleeding? But how? I feel no pain.Slowly, I lift my gaze, and a scream leaves my lips.Johnathan’s lifeless eyes are staring right at me. He has blood spilling out of his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. His skin is completely pale, and the veins on his neck are a bright shade of blue.“Meredith, what have you done?”That voice.My blood freezes as my father’s voice fills my ears. He is standing by the doorway with horror mixed with disappointment swirling within his eyes.“No, papa, wait. It’s not what you think!” I scream as I jump off the bed to run to him.“You killed him,” my father says, and I shake my head in denial. My eyes sting with tears as I watch someone shive my father down to his knees. My father-in-law, Johnathan’s father.His face is a bright shade of red; there is so much rage in his eyes, a
Meredith’s POVThe maid escorting me to the red room is silent. Which I somewhat appreciate; it gives me more time to think. My heart is beating wildly as I think of what I plan on doing tonight. It is risky, and the kings might kill me if I am caught, but damn it, I have to see my father and be sure my dreams are actually just dreams.We arrive at the red room, and the maid spins around to face me. She looks at me with pity in her eyes, and I feel pity for her too. But my excitement is greater. I know this may sound sick, but I actually look forward to my sessions with the kings.“Good luck,” the maid says, taking me off guard. I am about to thank her when she walks away briskly. Okay then.I stare at the door to the red room and take a deep breath before stepping in. The room is empty. None of the kings are present; what a relief!The room has been cleaned up nicely, like absolutely nothing had occurred here just last night. It almost looks like a normal bedroom if one decides to
Meredith's POVMy legs scream for a break, but I do not grant them that. I don't know how long I have been running, but I can't take the risk of getting caught now. My feet and the bottom part of my dress are covered in mud and pieces of dried leaves. My breaths are held, and I find myself almost giving up until my eyes fall on the road up ahead.A tired smile lifts my lips, and I use my last bit of energy to make it to the roadside before my legs finally give out. I use the time spent waiting for a vehicle to catch my breath. I can't believe I have made it this far.I feel a weight lift off my chest when I see two headlights approaching. I wave my hand in the air and watch as the car comes to a stop.The window slides down slowly, and a man and woman come into view. The man has a wary look on his face, while the woman looks at me with worry. They both have prominent amber eyes, and their similar features suggest that they might be related. I would say siblings if I were to guess.