Chapter 17Damon had returned to the castle. His movements were quick and precise as he hurried straight to his chambers, but it became worse. It may sound unbelievable, but ever since his mate stepped foot into his room that night, her scent had lingered in the air.Her scent was alluring—too alluring that it was making him lose his mind. He had stayed outside the castle walls for days because of it. One sniff of her scent was all it took to make Zeus growl in anger and desperation. One moment he was in his room, the next he was at the servants’ quarters searching for her.When he got to her room, the sight that greeted him was enough to stir something dark within him.Sheila trembled in fear as the Alpha’s deadly eyes fell on her. She had heard people talk about how ruthless he was, but she had shoved it under the carpet, thinking he favored her more since he had taken her to his bed several times. But now that he stared at her with bloodshot eyes, cold sweat broke out across her bo
Chapter 18Zephyr let out a loud scream, surprising Damon, who had been standing next to the bed. She began gasping for breath, her eyes searching frantically for something that wasn’t even there to begin with. She had obviously had a bad dream.She got down from the bed and rushed toward the door, trying to leave, but the door was locked.“Come back to your senses,” Damon said, holding her hand and forcing her to look at him.Zephyr shocked him further by burying her face in his broad chest, wrapping her smaller hands around him as she began crying.Damon’s body froze as she hugged him, sobbing even more. His brows furrowed as he wondered what she had seen in her dreams to make her act this way. His jaw hardened as he gently patted her back, feeling like the slightest pressure from him would break her; she was too fragile.Eventually, her sobs died down, and he had no choice but to carry her back to bed, covering her properly with the thick blanket.“It’s just a dream; go to bed,” he
Chapter 1: The Alpha's Possession**Her bare feet padded across the hard ground as she ran with all her might. The leaves in the vast forest hindered her sight, but she pushed them aside, desperate to escape. Her eyes were red and swollen, her cheeks puffy from crying nonstop for what felt like an eternity."Thief! Catch that thief!" she heard the head guard shout behind her, and the sound of approaching footsteps grew louder, all heading in her direction.It was unfair—she hadn't done anything. She had been framed, but who would listen to her? She was nothing but a slave in the castle, her status even lower than that of the Omegas. She hadn’t committed any crime, yet she felt the sharp sting of injustice pressing down on her. Her body ached from hunger, and her head spun as she was deprived of food all day. She would have been dead by now if the head maid hadn't helped her escape from the dungeon.She had lived a miserable life from the very beginning. She didn’t even know the identi
Chapter 2: The Alpha's PossessionThe sound of the broom swooshing against the marble floor was the only thing Zephyr could hear as she remained lost in thought. She stood alone in the dark hallway, lit by torches placed on either side of the walls.She was a slave, her status lower than that of the maids in the castle, yet she had been framed for something she didn’t do. Why? Who would do such a thing? And to make matters worse, she had encountered the Alpha. He had told her she would become his property.An Omega wasn’t allowed to breathe the same air as the Alpha, let alone a maid or a slave. A slave doing such deserved to be cast into hell. She hadn’t known, though. She hadn’t known he was the Alpha. If she had, she would have begged for death. After the guards had called him Alpha, she had run away, unaware of the instructions he had given the guards concerning her case. Why had the Alpha helped her? She was of no use to him. She didn’t even deserve to clean the shoes he wore.Lo
Chapter 3: The Alpha's Possession**---Damon's dark eyes fell on her, and he could feel her trembling beneath his gaze. His eyes never left her until she exited the courtyard.Damon’s smirk was replaced with a grim expression as he turned to his right-hand man, Alfred."Take her body to my pets in the dungeon," Damon ordered, and Alfred quickly obliged.Alfred, who had served the Alpha as his Beta and right-hand man, wasted no time passing the instructions to the guards. Something told him his Alpha was in a bad mood, and irritating him further was not the wisest choice—unless he had plans of ending up six feet under.Damon turned to leave when a young, beautiful lady quickly wound her arms around him.Amber Leofric, the daughter of the Alpha of the Nightshade Tribe, was the epitome of beauty. She wore a blue gown made of bright, expensive silk, and her blonde hair was neatly arranged in a bun. Like every other lady of high society, she was here to seek a future with the most handsom
**Chapter 4: The Alpha's Possession**Zephyr stared at him, unable to form words. His dark aura almost consumed her, and she was scared—scared for her own life. She hadn’t known it was his cub. The little thing was hurt, and she had just wanted to help. Zephyr looked at the helpless cub in her arms. She shouldn’t be in the same space as the Alpha. She wanted to step back, but the wall hindered her, and then his face loomed over hers."I'm sorry, my lord. I didn't know it was your cub. It was hurt, and I..." Zephyr bit her lip nervously as she avoided his soul-piercing gaze.Her eyes were still fixed on the cub in her arms, but his silence made her even more afraid. That’s when she looked up to meet his gaze.His lips tilted up into a sardonic smirk as he stared at her with intrigue. He took a step away from her. "Come here, Rayven," he said to the little cub in her arms. The cub didn’t waste a second before jumping from her arms and landing smartly on the floor next to its master."
Chapter 5: The Alpha's Possession**Damon sat on his bed in the cold, quiet room, staring at the limp woman on his bed emotionlessly. She had offered herself to him, despite knowing the chances of survival were slim. He had taken her countless times and doubted she would survive the next hour—women were indeed brainless. Damon got up from the bed, left in his black pants, and put on his black shirt before leaving the room.He went outside the castle and watched the full moon as his eyes changed from gray to ink-black. He headed toward a tree where Rayven sat on a branch with his back resting against the thick bark. His other leg swung to and fro as he bit into an apple in his hand.Damon climbed up and sat on another branch. It was virtually impossible for an onlooker to see them in the tree; they were like predators, waiting for their prey."Do you feel that, Damon? The crazy energy coming from the full moon?" Rayven asked, his black orbs turning to gold."Not in the mood to play wit
Zephyr's throat ran dry as the realization of what she had said and what she was doing sank in. She was refusing to offer her body, and she wasn’t refusing just anyone—she was refusing the Alpha.Zephyr quickly bent her head low to avoid his heated gaze. She felt like running away, but where would she run to? No one in history had ever escaped the wrath of Damon Alaric.Damon's eyes never left her. He watched her fumble and lower her head to avoid his gaze. He never really wanted to bed her; he just needed to know if his messed-up wolf was attracted to her for sex or something more. He was hoping the latter was the case; otherwise, he would kill her himself if she was the one—his cursed mate.Daman's smirk quickly faded, replaced by a grim look. His eyes narrowed as he stared at her. Perhaps this little girl was forgetting who was standing in front of her. The idea of someone disobeying, a human slave at that, didn't sit well with him."You'd rather die, huh?" Damon's deep chuckle sen
Chapter 18Zephyr let out a loud scream, surprising Damon, who had been standing next to the bed. She began gasping for breath, her eyes searching frantically for something that wasn’t even there to begin with. She had obviously had a bad dream.She got down from the bed and rushed toward the door, trying to leave, but the door was locked.“Come back to your senses,” Damon said, holding her hand and forcing her to look at him.Zephyr shocked him further by burying her face in his broad chest, wrapping her smaller hands around him as she began crying.Damon’s body froze as she hugged him, sobbing even more. His brows furrowed as he wondered what she had seen in her dreams to make her act this way. His jaw hardened as he gently patted her back, feeling like the slightest pressure from him would break her; she was too fragile.Eventually, her sobs died down, and he had no choice but to carry her back to bed, covering her properly with the thick blanket.“It’s just a dream; go to bed,” he
Chapter 17Damon had returned to the castle. His movements were quick and precise as he hurried straight to his chambers, but it became worse. It may sound unbelievable, but ever since his mate stepped foot into his room that night, her scent had lingered in the air.Her scent was alluring—too alluring that it was making him lose his mind. He had stayed outside the castle walls for days because of it. One sniff of her scent was all it took to make Zeus growl in anger and desperation. One moment he was in his room, the next he was at the servants’ quarters searching for her.When he got to her room, the sight that greeted him was enough to stir something dark within him.Sheila trembled in fear as the Alpha’s deadly eyes fell on her. She had heard people talk about how ruthless he was, but she had shoved it under the carpet, thinking he favored her more since he had taken her to his bed several times. But now that he stared at her with bloodshot eyes, cold sweat broke out across her bo
Chapter 16“Zephyr, Zephyr. Zephyr, I’m sorry,” Zephyr heard a woman say, but she could barely see her face. All she could see was her long black hair. Her voice held so much pain and sadness, and the sound of her cries made her heart wrench. Just when she was about to reach out to her, her eyes flew open.She knew she was conscious, but at the same time, she felt like she was not. She could hear a loud noise in her head. She tried to move, but her body felt too heavy. She was cold, too cold.“Zephyr, you’re awake,” North said as relief washed over her. Her relief was short-lived, though, as Zephyr fell unconscious again.North cried as she dipped the towel in warm water, squeezed it, and placed it on her forehead. Zephyr had promised to meet her at dinner. She had looked for her everywhere but was shocked to find her unconscious in the heavy rain.The people here were truly heartless, and she despised them all. She had personally carried her back to her room because she knew no one w
Chapter 15Zephyr shut her eyes tightly as the heavy droplets of water hit her mercilessly, the cold freezing her bones. By now, she was completely drenched from head to toe, but no one cared. She didn’t expect anyone to care either—she was only a mere slave, one who was insignificant.She couldn’t help the tears that welled in her eyes. Her face hurt from the brutal slap Sheila had given her. She couldn’t hear anything except the loud sound of the rain, and thunder rumbled in the sky as lightning flashed across it.Each day, she asked herself what crime she had committed to deserve this cruel punishment. What wrong had she done exactly? Everyone hated her. Everyone despised her. She was practically dirt in their eyes. Even those who didn’t hate her only wanted to use her for her body.She knew life as a slave wasn’t easy, but it felt like her torment was special. She had been praying to be picked by an elite family as a maid so she could be free from this castle and its torture. But
Chapter 14Zephyr managed to keep eye contact with him for a moment. Her brows arched as she pursed her lips. If not horses, then what?“I don’t ride camels nor donkeys, milord,” Zephyr said as she diverted her eyes away from him, fixing them on the window. She knew it was more than disrespectful to look him in the eye. If she had done that with the maids at the castle, she would have been handed the cruelest punishment in existence.Rayven’s lips pressed into a thin line as he watched her. Perhaps… he would dig his grave some other time.“Never mind,” he said.Zephyr nodded, and they continued the rest of the ride in silence.They reached the castle, and Zephyr’s heart dropped as they passed through the grand gate. Here she was, back to her home of torment. One day, I will escape from here and be free of these walls, she assured herself.The carriage came to a halt, and the coachman stepped down to open the carriage door for them. Rayven got out first, followed by Zephyr.“Thank you
Zephyr fixed her gaze on the ground, not daring to look up as she felt his gaze bore invisible holes into her body. Her legs trembled as she clung to the towel closer to her body like her life depended on it. She felt every hair on her body stand, her limbs weakened as she could no longer take his intense stare. Thankfully, a knock on the door interrupted him from whatever he wanted to say or do next.Zephyr slowly lifted her head as she watched him open the door while blocking whoever was outside from seeing her. Their conversation was short, and he turned back to her.“Get dressed and meet me outside,” he said, and then he left.Zephyr felt her muscles relax, and she released air through her slightly parted lips. She stared at her palm, which now had faint red marks due to how hard she had pressed her fingers against it.She quickly dried her hair with the towel, now staring at the gown the attendant had brought for her. It was the first time she would be wearing something that wasn
Chapter 12While he was in the study, which was connected to their room, he had heard the hitch in her heartbeat. He had known the exact moment those eyes had fluttered open, and just as he had predicted, she attempted to run away.He had said he wouldn’t touch her, but seeing her in his shirt that barely covered her made something snap in his head.As he held her closer to himself, her fragile heartbeat creating music in his ear, he could feel how her body trembled in his hold. Letting go of her bosom, he held her waist more firmly and carried her in his arms.Her frame was so small, too tiny compared to his, that he felt like he was carrying a bird. He carried her back to the bed and placed her gently on it, leaving Zephyr wide-eyed.“Stay here and don’t move an inch,” Damon warned, his eyes hardening as the seconds ticked.Zephyr nodded her head in fear, wishing this terrible night would end soon. She watched as the Alpha walked away from her and went through a door located on the
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The sound of someone diving into the water was the last thing Zephyr heard before darkness consumed her. Damon swam swiftly, finding her in seconds and carrying her out of the water. Laying her on the shore, he noticed her skin was as pale as a ghost’s. If nothing was done quickly, she would die.Damon pressed on her chest repeatedly, but there was no response. Her pallor deepened with each passing second. His eyes lingered on her lips, once rosy but now drained of color. Without hesitation, he sealed his lips over hers, drawing the water from her lungs. A moment later, she coughed violently, expelling the water. Her eyes fluttered open briefly before she fell unconscious again.The werewolves who had taken her lay incapacitated. Damon had ordered Rayven to drag them to the castle for further interrogation. Answers would be tortured out of them. Running a hand through his blood-red hair, Damon glanced at the stormy sky. Time was against them; she needed warmth and care to survive, and