I barely slept that night. I kept turning and tossing, wondering why he had left me just like that. All my insecurities came back to me. Did I smell so bad I turned him off? Did he realise that it was a mistake? I desperately wanted to know what was going on in his mind. If he didn’t want me, why did he kiss me in the first place? Was he a psycho who just wanted to see me suffer?Eventually, I managed to sleep. I even survived the next day, thanks to all the work I had to do. MaryAnn claimed to be sick and I didn’t ask her to prove it because I needed the work in order to take things off my mind. I had not stopped thinking of that second’s long kiss. His lips had been on mine for but a second but it had felt phenomenal. I had known that I was going to enjoy it. Unfortunately for me, it ended before I could enjoy it. Which was a good thing because enjoying it would have made me crave more, and yet I couldn’t have it. Or maybe I could. Maybe he had changed his mind and actually wante
As the day wedding day closer, excitement was at an all-time high. Everyone couldn’t wait for the day, including the slaves. I tried all my best to ignore everything and focus on myself but it was almost impossible when everyone kept talking about it.Soon, the day reached. On that day, I woke up with a strong feeling of dread. My mate had not yet officially rejected me and it was bothering me. I hoped that he would finally get the guts to do it before marrying Jane. Somehow, the pain in my heart felt even worse on that day. It had never disappeared, but had dulled down with time. The heat had gone down as well, until he resurrected it by kissing me. However, I tried to focus more on the negative feelings I had for him.It was a morning from hell. Everyone was exempted from work that day so I decided I would just spend the whole day in bed. I could hear loud music coming from the side of the pack house. It was slow love music which made me feel even worse. The tears found their way i
The pack house was bigger than it looked on the outside. There were four floors and so many rooms. Cara showed me all the rooms in the ground floor. They all looked grand, befitting the castle it was. The living room was large. It had golden pillars and a golden chandelier at the centre. The high ceiling was decorated with gold and blue, making it look absolutely majestic, a sight to behold. There were couches placed in three different spots of the room along with glass centre tables. Portraits were hung at different points of the cream coloured wall and grand carpeting covered up the floor. After the living room was a large rectangular hall with long tables with rows of chairs. On the opposite side was a grand kitchen, pantry and buttery. There was even a fireplace. After exploring all the rooms on that floor, we got on the large stairway led to the upper floors. The upper floors were not as interesting because they consisted mainly of housing units for several people in the pack.
I helped with a number of chores in the kitchen. I even found myself having a normal conversation with Cara and the other two women thereby getting to know them better. They were so much nicer than Grace and Mirta back in the slave kitchen. But then again, these two worked in better conditions.Mrs. Mary Miller had two teenage daughters and her husband was one of the top warriors of the pack. Her counterpart Miss Agnes Keller had never got married and did not have children because her mate died when she was quite young. She had never been interested in being with anyone after that. She was proud of her spinsterhood, and loved that she had less to worry about compared to those who had husbands and children. As long as she was okay, she could sleep safe and sound. I even found out that there a number of high fuel power generators used in the pack since hydroelectricity poles did not reach there. Back at the slave quarters, we only had solar energy for light and used rudimentary technol
Alpha Ridian rejected the food so Cara and I had to return it to the kitchen where I was scolded thoroughly by Agnes and Mary who had to start cooking afresh. The alpha wouldn’t touch anything because according to him it had been accompanied by my vomit. What a jerk. “I know what’s going on?” Cara said, turning on the water. A hissing noise spread all over the kitchen. “You felt a lot of pain in there, when alpha and Janice were having sex. That means only one thing.”“Don’t say it, please.” I told Cara. I did not want to get into any more trouble that I was already. If Ridian had not told anyone about me, it was because he didn’t want anyone to know I was his mate. I couldn’t spill the beans, or he would reject me. I was not yet sure I didn’t want him so I couldn’t bring myself to do it. “Oh my goodness,” Mary said. “Is that really true?”“We will not tell anyone,” Cara said.“No, it’s not true. Please drop this subject, ok.”“Now I get why you said you knew why he requested for yo
A/N: This chapter contains adult content. Please skip if you're below 18 years.As per Cara’s instructions, I had to stay and keep serving the alpha until he finished his breakfast. As I stood there, I tried to muster up the courage to confront him like I had planned before, but I chickened out every time I tried to open my mouth. I decided to leave it for another time.I thought lunch would go as quietly as breakfast had done but I was very wrong. When Cara and I reached the unit, there were two women in the living room. The alpha was nowhere to be seen, but the women seemed quite comfortable. Cara greeted them but they did not bother to reply so we focused on setting the table.“Who are they?”“Sandy and Kelly, they’re from Black Water pack. They’re the gamma’s daughters. The blonde one is Kelly, and the brunette is Sandy.”“Do you think they’re here for an official meeting?” I asked Cara. “Official?” Cara scoffed. “I don’t think so. If yesterday didn’t show you how things work aro
Mature contentThe tall, domineering alpha glared down at me. I looked directly into his eyes, offering a silent challenge. “I won’t repeat myself,” he said.I thought of everything that had happened to me whenever I disobeyed orders or went against the rules in the palace. All of the consequences had been horrible. I made up my mind. Slowly, I descended down to my knees. I reached out to touch his member but he took a step back.He chuckled. “I don’t force myself on women. I know that soon you will be yearning for it, and that’s when you will get it.”Relieved, I stood up. That was a relief. He was not as bad as I thought. At least he had the decency not to force someone to have sexual relationships with him. If he had done that, I would have lost all respect for him. I would have preferred to kill myself than have such a mate. “Since you won’t have it, I will.” Sandy said. She stood up and came to where alpha Ridian was seated, his chair facing away from the table. “Can I have it
I was seated on a beautiful throne, smiling and waving at the crowd gathered before me. Jamila was walking towards me, with a beautiful golden crown. The cheering from the crowd became louder as she drew closer to me. My smile widened as Jamila lowered the crown to my head. There was more cheering from the crowd. Leaving the crown on my head, Jamila withdrew her hands and stood near me. That’s when the crown started moving, burrowing deep into my hair. The lower end seemed to grow spikes that started sinking into my head. The pain was immense, and I screamed out. The crowd had now gone wild, cheering and chanting at the same time. I lifted my hands and tried to pull the crown out of my scalp, but it was all in vain. Instead blood ran down my head and tainted my hands. I screamed and tried to yank it harder but it just kept burrowing, going deeper. Suddenly, I was awake, panting as my heart pounded against my ribcage. My breaths were coming out in puffs. I sat up, feeling relied. It