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 friends are saying?Surely, Saul’s words are meant to anger him, make him possessive, and have a desire to kill whoever would dare lay his hand on me.Could I be mistaken? Is he really my mate? Is the bond one-sided?“I am a bit curious myself, actually,” the bronze god adds, his eyes grazing over my form with a hint of interest. “The past few days have been rough on all of us; we could do with letting off some steam.”We all await Roman’s response, and I do not know why I had so much hope in him. I hope that he will say something to abolish this idea.But he simply shrugs nonchalantly.The smile that stretches Saul’s lips is frightening. He seems to be the most excited of all three of them. He turns to me with excitement swirling within his eyes and says,“Well then, your generous offer has been accepted. However, we will give you a test. You will have to show that you are obedient and submissive and can meet any of our demands. But if you defy even one of us or fail to please us, we will hand you over to the slavers. It seems fair enough, doesn’t it?”He speaks like he is giving me much of a choice.I cannot be sold to the slavers; that is not even an option. I must do my best to please them—anything to stay with them, anything to stay with my mate.Taking in a deep breath to calm my nerves, I say, “I accept.”Saul resembles a child on Christmas Eve when he hears that.“Good, Caelen will go first.”I spin on my heel to come face-to-face with the bronze-skinned Alpha.“Like Saul said earlier, get naked. And do not waste our time; we have other things to do today.”Biting my bottom lip, I do as I am told.I start off by undoing the buttons on my shorts. It falls from my waist instantly and pools at my feet. My oversized shirt still covered most of my vitals, but once I pulled it over my head, I heard a sharp exhale.I am not sure which one of the Alphas did it, but I am certain it came from either Roman or Saul. My guess is Saul, since Roman is a lot less expressive.I stand before them all, bare and vulnerable.Alpha Caelen takes in my figure with a subtle hunger in his eyes.“Perhaps she will be enjoyable after all.”“Get on your knees,” Saul demands as he closes the distance between us.He takes the Caelen position before me, and the amount of excitement mixed with desire in his eyes terrifies me.Without warning, his hand lunges out and grabs one of my breasts. He squeezes the mold of soft flesh as he hums. His fingers find their way to my already hard and pink nipple.The moan that leaves my lips as he pinches the nub is involuntary.“You like that, don’t you?” Saul asks teasingly, and I bite my bottom lip harder.Surprisingly, I do, but I am unable to speak. His hands on my breasts feel so good, yet so wrong at the same time.“You have a very nice body; I will give you that. And that little moan you just did...” he trails off, bringing his lips dangerously close to my ear. “I want to hear more of it when we are behind closed doors - your screams too.”A shiver runs down my spine, and I am ashamed to say it is a good one.Saul’s eyes shift to Roman, who has been watching the whole scene silently.“Aye, Roman, would you like to break her in?”Break me in. What did that mean?Roman’s dark and impenetrable eyes pin me to the spot.I yearned to see him with a bit of emotion, but I can already tell that this is a dream that will never come true.His voice bounces off the stony walls of the cave, even though it is in a calm tone. It’s quite admirable how he does not need to raise his voice to demand attention.“Come to me.”Oh my, my.The way he says that makes my insides clench.I attempt to get back on my feet, but then he adds, “I did not tell you to stand, did I?”Oh.Hesitantly, I began to crawl to him, and not once did we break eye contact. I stop at his feet, and to my horror, he begins to undo the buttons on his pants.What springs out has my jaw touching the floor.My goodness, I have never seen a cock so big!“Please me,” he says.No, he demands.I stare at his cock with uncertainty. I have never done anything like this before. I am not even sure how it works. The least I could do is try.Grabbing the base of his veiny cock, I take the pink tip into my mouth.I start to bob my head up and down against his member, doing my best to avoid scraping my teeth on him. But, my God, it was quite a lot of work.He took up almost every inch of my mouth, and he isn’t even half way in yet.I peer up at him to find that his expression is still stoic. There was no expression on his face, so it is hard for me to tell if I am doing a good job or not.I highly doubt I am.I decided to quicken my pace and stroke him as well. I find myself taking more and more of him into my mouth. Soon, I will start to get the hang of it.This is going to be crazy to admit, but I am actually enjoying it.Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that it is him. My mate. Alpha Roman.Something about his dark and cold demeanor turns me on. But right now, I need some form of expression from him. I cannot afford to not please him; I have to, or else -My thoughts are interrupted when he grabs my hair, forcing me to stand. A whimper escapes my lips as pain shoots through my head from how hard he is gripping my hair.Thankfully, it does not last when he spins me around swiftly.I almost dare to ask what he is doing, but my question is answered when he slams his entire length into me.The sound that leaves my lips is in between a scream and a moan. The Alpha holds my hands behind my back with one hand while the other holds my waist firmly.He pounds into me monstrously, and pleasure shoots through my body. I feel my knees grow weaker as his hard member goes deeper into me.I felt some of his veins pulsate against my inner walls, and I knew he was going to cum long before he did.He releases his load into me, filling me up to his satisfaction.And then he lets go of me.My body falls to the dirt floor carelessly. I did not care if my bare body was planted on the dirt with cum dripping out of my throbbing middle.I was way too tired, too stuck on cloud nine, to move."Well, that was quite fun to watch,” I hear Saul remark. “So, what’s it going to be, guys?”There is a moment of silence, and I want to believe that they are having some sort of eye contact between themselves.“We are keeping her,” Roman says, and his words bring a smile to my lips.But it disappears when I hear him walk away, and as he gets further and further away, I am filled with this feeling of hollowness.“Tie her up and take her back to camp,” I hear Caelen say, and I hear them all walk away.I suppose it is decided that I will not be sold to the slavers.The council and Johnathan’s father won't find me.I am safe now.Dark dots taint my vision, and I feel myself slowly losing consciousness. I have never felt this tired before. I mean, do not get me wrong, I have had sex before, but not one this intense.I feel a pair of arms wrap around my back and help me sit up. Something goes over my head, and I soon realize that someone is helping me put on my clothes—Marco, I presume.“You are one lucky bitch. It’s such a shame; I really did want to have some fun with you.” I hear him say this as he binds my wrists with some ropes.Well, luck to me.That is the lost thought that comes to my head before I slowly succumb to the welcoming darkness.***Ow!A groan leaves my lips when I receive a kick to my back. I open my eyes to find Marco standing above me with a disapproving scowl on his face.“Get up. We are leaving,” he says gruffly.Even with the ropes binding my hands, I manage to pull myself to my feet. I take in my surroundings to find men in uniforms, just like Marco, packing up the tents and rounding up their items.My eyes search the sea of men for something. Or should I say some Alphas?But, to my disappointment, I do not find any of them.Marco leads me to a convoy of SUVs. He helps me into one, and soon, we are driving off to God only knows where.If I were to guess, I would say that it took about thirty minutes before the SUV finally pulled up at a pair of large golden gates. My mouth falls open as they part to reveal one of the most luxurious palaces I have ever seen.“Please, do not drool on the seats,” Marco remarks, his eyes meeting mine through the rear-view mirror.I slam my mouth shut.He drives into the lavish compound, parking right before the grand steps leading to the palace entrance. Marcos hops out and helps me out of the SUV.We make our way up the grand steps, and I start to wonder if maybe living here won't be that bad.But as we make our way into the lavish building, I feel the eyes of hundreds on me. We pass by a few guards, and they do not even bother to hide the hunger in their eyes as they rake up and down my body."Well, what do we have here?”“I would love to taste her.”“She looks like a screamer; I can't wait to find out.”Good Lord, where the hell have I just walked into?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.
Meredith’s POVI smile through my tears as my father squeezes my hand through the bars. As I take in his features, the tears only fall more. He has cuts and bruises everywhere; how could anyone do this to an innocent old man?My father is one of the kindest men I have ever met. And I am not saying this because he is my father. I am saying this because I actually know him. I see the way he treats his people with such kindness, wisdom, and sound judgment. He does not deserve this. He does not deserve any of this.Even though it has just been a week since I last saw him, I can tell that he has lost an unhealthy amount of weight. Are they even feeding on him here? My attention falls on a cut right above his eye. Judging by the discharge escaping it, I can tell that it has been infected.My chest feels tighter as more tears slip past my eyes. “I am getting you out of here, papa. I promise. I will look for the key and get you out.”I attempt to stand, but he holds me back down. He shakes