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18: Utter mercy
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The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 19: Manipulation
Alora’s POV After Rune left the dungeon, I felt the fury rise within me like a storm I couldn’t control. My whole body trembled, shaking from the sheer force of my anger and frustration. How could he just leave like that? He came down here, teased me with his presence, made me believe he was going to end this nightmare once and for all (even though in cruel ways) and then he just walked away. The anticipation of the moment had wound me so tight that now, with him gone, it felt like my insides were going to snap. I wanted to do so many things but I am restrained. I can’t do shit. I wanted to scream, to lash out, but all I could do was sit there, my hands balled into fists, my nails digging into my palms until they drew blood. So much dirt beneath my nails I feel dirty myself. It hurt, but the pain was nothing compared to the anguish of being trapped here, at his mercy. This was why I wanted to escape. He has no mercy. He lacks simple humanity and I hate him. This wasn’t
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 20: True game
Rune’s POV I leaned back in my chair, the leather creaking softly beneath me, as I fixed my gaze on the CCTV screen in front of me. The monitor displayed a live feed of Sienna, who was being escorted through the halls of our pack house. Her wide eyes darted around, taking in every detail of her surroundings, and I could almost see the wheels turning in her mind as she tried to process where she had been brought. The Arctic Canines pack house was a marvel, and I took no small amount of pride in it. Situated in the heart of the second most powerful pack in the entire werewolf world, it was more than just a residence, it was a telltale to our power and our wealth. The towering stone walls, intricately carved with ancient symbols of our lineage, reflected the history and strength of our pack. The vast corridors, lined with priceless artwork and rich tapestries, spoke of generations of prosperity and dominance. My father’s influence was evident in every corner of the pack house. He
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 21: A trap
Rune’s POV I watched as Sienna continued to eat, her pace slowing as she gradually satisfied her hunger. The room was quiet except for the soft clink of silverware against plates. I let her have a few more moments of peace before I spoke, knowing full well that what I was about to say would shatter any sense of comfort she might have found in this place. "As much as I would like to see to it that you are thoroughly washed and in better condition," I began, my voice slicing through the silence, "there's something we need to discuss first." She froze mid-bite, her eyes darting up to meet mine, the last remnants of bread clutched in her hand. I could see the flicker of uncertainty in her gaze. I enjoyed that moment, the second before everything changed, when she was still hopeful, still unaware of what was to come. I leaned forward slightly, resting my elbows on the desk as I regarded her. "I’m going to be upfront with you, Sienna. I’m using you as bait." Her fork clattered onto
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 22: Submission
Alora’s POV Rune allowed me to rot in that wretched dungeon for two more agonising days. Each passing hour felt like an eternity, every second of which fueled the fury burning within me. I’d always known he was a monster, but this—this was something else. This was cruelty of the most calculated kind, and with each tick of the clock, my hatred for him grew like a relentless storm, threatening to consume me whole. The thought of him made my blood boil. I imagined tearing him limb from limb, savouring the image of feeding him to the rogues that he so despised. It was the only thing that brought me any solace in that dark, suffocating cell. Sienna. Was she being treated kindly? Or was she experiencing Rune’s twisted version of kindness, the kind that felt like a knife in the gut when you least expected it? But there were no answers, only more questions. Something about Sienna is off. I can feel it. I should have felt it since that day. I was lying on the floor when I h
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 23: Posh room
Alora’s POV I waited the next morning, fully expecting someone to come and drag me back to the palace. After all, I had submitted, hadn’t I? What more could he possibly want? The hours stretched on, and no one came. With every tick of the clock, my anger grew, bubbling up from a deep well of frustration. Why was he doing this? Hadn't he humiliated me enough? Maybe this was his way of further degrading me, making me wallow in the filth of the dungeon for just a bit longer, to break me even more. When the door finally creaked open, I tensed, ready for whatever fresh torment awaited me. But it wasn’t a guard or some cruel order. Instead, they brought me food, not the usual stale bread and water, but a real meal, a homemade meal. The smell alone made my mouth water, my stomach growling in response. It was the kind of food that reminded me of home, of times when things were simpler, before everything became a living nightmare. Without a second thought, I wolfed it down, shov
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 24: New prison
Rune’s POVWatching Alora through the screen as she moved around the room, I couldn’t help but smirk. Even now, she refused to completely submit. The defiance was still there, buried under layers of fear and exhaustion, but it was there nonetheless. She had removed the white lingerie the maid begged her to wear, opting instead for a simple sundress from the armchair. The act of defiance was almost laughable, she still thought she had a say in anything that happened here. She doesn’t but I don’t want to push her too far today. The room she was in wasn’t just any room in the dungeon. It was my secret, a place I had built years ago when I needed somewhere to retreat from everything and everyone. A small, hidden space where I could be alone, undisturbed. No one knew about it, not even my closest confidants. But now, Alora had been brought there, and the secret was out. It was no longer my private sanctuary; it was her new prison.With a deep breath, I rose from my chair, leaving the s
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 25: Punishment
Rune’s POV I leaned in closer, my breath warm against her skin as I kissed up and down her ear, savouring the way she shuddered beneath my touch. Each kiss was slow, deliberate, meant to remind her of the connection that still pulsed between us, no matter how much she tried to deny it. Her breath hitched when I reached the sensitive spot just beneath her ear, where her pulse fluttered wildly. I let my lips linger there, feeling the rapid beat of her heart, savouring the mix of defiance and undeniable desire coursing through her. Slowly, I trailed my lips down the curve of her neck, taking my time, knowing exactly where to press to make her body respond despite herself. Her scent—sweet honey mixed with a hint of fear—intoxicated me, made me crave more. I imagined marking her there, claiming her once and for all. The thought sent a possessive thrill through me, one I knew I would act on eventually, but not just yet. There was still so much more of her to explore, to conquer. As
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 26: Or humiliation
Alora’s POV The humiliation burned deep. The fact that Rune, of all people, was spanking me at my big age was beyond degrading. Even when we were younger, he never stooped to such levels. We fought, we argued, but he never crossed that line. And now, as an adult, with the strength and independence I had built over the years, he dared to do this? It was infuriating, and the sting on my skin was nothing compared to the sting of my pride. But what made it all worse, what twisted the knife he had plunged into my dignity, was the undeniable fact that I was wet. So wet that I could feel it dripping down, soaking through the thin fabric of my dress, and onto his trousers. It was as if my body was no longer my own, responding to his touch, his dominance, in ways I couldn't control. And then, as if to make it all worse, he slowly, deliberately, dipped his fingers into the wetness between my thighs, gathering it up before spreading it over my ass. The sensation was maddening, b
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