ELEANORI clenched my teeth as the whip made contact with my already raw skin again. I had no idea what number of hits that was, having lost count, sometimes around forty. When Zane said to make sure the punishment would be one we would never forget, his guards took his words with every seriousness.Never in all my years of life have I been subjected to this level of humiliation, as I was immediately been stripped naked, uncaring of the rapidly growing crowd at the scene, and was dragged away in ropes tied to my hands and legs all while having sneers and insults hurled at us as one of the guards continued to yell the word 'Traitor'.I whimpered in pain as the guard pulled the rope harshly and I could feel my skin sting at each pull. I was sure my wrists would be unimaginably red at that point.I wondered why he was doing this, what exactly did I do to be called a traitor and paraded as one.“Get moving, you fvcking cunt," the voice of one of the guards pulled my attention to where it
ELEANORRules!? What rules? This whole situation was as confusing to me as his words were. Not a single thing was making sense and I atleast hoped he was going to explain himself, seeing as he was here, but instead, he walked over to the metal iron in the cage and lifted both of them.With a smirk on his face, he clasped my hand and did the same to my feet. He stood and stared at me before walking over to the entrance of the cage where I could see a switch.“Tell me……. Do you get a kick out of pissing me off or is it that you've come to love your punishments so much that you crave for it? I was going to go easy on you since it looks like the boys already did a good job, but there's just something about that look you have on right now. Something about your face… it just irks me so much and excites me at the same time. It leaves me wondering, really, what exactly is it about you that makes me feel this way when you're really nothing but a liar and a pretender. Did you enjoy it? Have you
WARNING!!! MATURE CONTENT, NON-CONSENSUAL SEX SCENE. PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT. ELEANOR I was shivering with both pain and fear as I stood with my legs spread apart and my upper body bent while watching Zane loom closer to me. His green eyes were flashing with pure, unadulterated anger and it was all directed at me. He had removed his shirt, and now his naked chest stared at me, covered with a sheen of sweat. The chains around my ankles and wrists were cold and uncomfortable, but they were my punishment. "You defied me, slave." He thundered, raking his menacing gaze down my bruised and battered body. I saw satisfaction gleam in his possessive eyes. "You must take every punishment I mete out to you." He crouched down and slapped my thighs apart. His slap sting my skin, he didn't care if I was bruised or not. He kept slapping hard on my thighs while I flinched in pain. "I-i-it's that all you got? I was hoping for more" I managed to say as I glared at him, m
ELEANORI had now spent days and even more nights in this cold, smelly dungeon without food or even water, but that didn't stop Zane from constantly visiting, making it a point to be around most of the time, wanting to engrave the fact that he owned me, body and soul, into my head and that without him, I would be dead.Unsurprisingly, most of his visits ended with vile words being thrown around and even more vile actions towards my body. I'd lost count of the number of times he'd get so maddened by either my silence or continued retorts that he'd wrap his fingers around my neck, his grip growing tighter with a crazed look in his eyes the more I struggled and sometimes until I pass out and woke up to his absence and pain in my lower region which could only mean he'd had his way with me while unconscious.Zane wasn't just a monster, he was a psychopathic beast that no punishment on earth would be enough for him. He needed to be burnt alive and then continue to burn in hell, where he belo
ELEANOR“Please… someone, please help me, don't let them take me away. Save me, please!" The unmissable loud screams of a woman had us all rushing out to be greeted by the dreadful sight of a slave, dragged along with one of the guards with his fingers roughly fisting at her hair that she struggled to release from his hold. I couldn't help but wonder what on earth she might have done to warrant being treated like this. She continued to cry for help that was obviously never going to come and each cry was accompanied by either a slap or a kick from the ticked-off guards, but it didn't look like she was going to stop anytime soon. The desperation was heavy in her voice and all we could do was watch as she was dragged along, her cries becoming more distant.Looking around me at the slaves that were witnesses to the sight too, I could tell from their faces that the sight left them sad and helpless, watching as one of your kind was disgraced and dragged to their imminent death, knowing tha
CLARAI stood frozen, my hands shaking with fear as I watched the scene playing out in front of me. My hands immediately flew up to my neck and I gasped out, my eyes widening in shock as I knew I was in danger and there was no help coming.I could feel my heartbeat picking up its pace, beating erratically, almost as fast as the fear was spreading through my whole body. Was this really how it was going to end for me if I got caught? I never even got to do any of the things I'd seen myself doing as I got older, never lived my life the way I really wanted to. And now everything was just going to pull to an abrupt halt the moment I made the mistake of slipping up and getting found out. I was going to lose everything, Eleanor included, and might end up ruining her without her even realizing it.The sound of someone's footsteps retreating drew my attention back to the image in front of me and I snapped back to reality just to see Eleanor running out of the arena and I did the same, by the t
CLARAAfter meeting with the girls, there had been a spark of hope in me that if Jasmine succeeded in finding information about Easton, maybe,...... just maybe we would have a chance to finally be free. I turned to look at Lennox who slept peacefully beside me and couldn't help as a smile made its way to my face before I leaned in to place a light kiss on his forehead which had him stirring in his sleep just before his eyes peeled open.“Good morning love, did you sleep well? I'm sorry for waking you up," I hummed apologetically as he brushed his still heavy sleeping eyes, “I will go make some breakfast for you then head to the slave quarters," I informed him, slowly climbing out of bed only for him to pull me back, grip tight on my wrist.“You don't have to go there anymore, you are no slave. You are my mate…. mine and you carry my mark to show that." Lennox asserts, and I shake my head, successfully getting out of his grip and getting off the bed, leaving some space between us.“Thi
ELEANORIt was perfect weather today, not too hot or too cold and the occasional blow of the wind against my face should've felt just right. I should be basking in it since it doesn't happen very often, but I couldn't stop the uneasy feeling building up in my chest as I watched Clara walk away. Something about her made the warm nice weather feel like it was choking the air out of me. It is safe to say I knew Clara well enough and at the moment, I was almost certain that she was keeping something away from me and I just couldn't understand why she would. She's also been acting strangely since the incident yesterday, so there was that too.The Clara from my childhood would scream at the sight of impending danger, making sure I never got myself in trouble either, and I wouldn't say she was pushing me into it at the moment because I was determined to do it with or without support, but her immediate agreement left me on edge and it was owing to the fact that her eyes seemed to be begging m
EASTON“Will you stop with the pacing? It's just some people coming over to the pack for work, for Goddess sake.” I heard Laycon scold from behind me, and I suppressed the urge to shoot him an unimpressed glare. “I know you are excited to see her, but you must control yourself. One mistake and the world would know what, or rather, who your weakness is,” He continued, and I finally rolled my eyes this time before fixing them back at the door.They were already twenty minutes late, and it did nothing to ease my already flaring nerves. I kept wondering if Zane had decided not to push further with the truce, and if that was the case, I was ready to bring war to him and burn everything to the ground.He might have bought his way to being the Alpha's second right-hand man, but that, too, would be over soon. Everything on that end was under control. Black was doing everything possible to find some substantial evidence against the Alpha, something big enough to bring him down from his positi
ELEANOROnce dressed, I hurried off to the bus and was surprised to find Jasmine and Clara both seated and patiently waiting, their eyes fixed at the entrance. A smile spread across their faces when they spotted me, and they immediately waved me over, enthusiastic. I hurried towards them, and they parted to create space for me.“Took your swell time to get ready this morning,” Clara said, sarcastic, the second I settled into the space. “Where have you been?” Jasmine asked, the question causing Clara to turn to me with a confused frown. “I searched the whole party for you and then, the dorm, but you were nowhere to be found.” she continued, paying no regard to Clara's confusion. “Do you know how worried I was, I thought something bad might have happened to you.”I forced a smile as I shook my head, “Something bad did happen to me last night. So bad I can’t even begin to describe it because it was that horrible and I wanted nothing more than to be dead at that moment but surprisingly,
ELEANORI woke up to a slight throbbing in my head, my vision hazy as my eyes pulled open, only to have them widening at the sight I was greeted with. I was in Zane's bed, tucked in nicely, with a coverlet over my body. I looked down to see i’d been thoroughly cleaned, with a change of clothes waiting for me on the bed. I frowned as I quickly sat up, needing to piece my thoughts together; There was the party last night, where I got into an argument with Zane because….The drink!My eyes widened in shock at the realisation, memories of last night slowly starting to flood my mind.I'd been right, and the drink was indeed spiked! I was in heat for goddess sake… a fucking heat.An Alpha being in heat was unheard of! I growled in anger when it finally dawned on me. Whatever had been in that drink had reduced me to an Omega. But how was that even possible? Just until yesterday I'd have never guessed something like that existed, and how was Zane able to get his hands on it? And what comes
EleanorMy body was thrumming with an unparalleled heat, the need to act on it so overpowering that it felt like an out of body experience. I was like a beast let loose, not even taking a second to dwell on the fact that this was Zane I was drolling over, letting myself be turned inside out by the very man whose existence I was living to end. Damn whatever he'd fed me, those drugs or whatever they'd taken complete effect by now and I was holding unto Zane, feeding off his heat and everything he had to offer like a lifeline. The old me, the Eleanor I knew would have picked my torn clothes and hurried out of the damn room the second he was through, or atleast cry myself to sleep if he wouldn't let me. Instead, I laid back on the bed, whimpering pathetically at the slow, languid thrusts Zane delivered as we both came down from our high, the mess of fluids in me filling the room with filthy squelching sounds. The logical part of me that would hate every second of this was reduced to a
ZANEEleanor was mine.She'd become mine right from the very second I laid eyes on her, and I'd be damned to let anything change that for as long as I lived. I couldn’t stop pacing the length of my room as the new information bounced around in my head like a fucking rubber ball. My thoughts were interrupted when a knock sounded on my door and Mark walked in at my command. “Is everything okay, Alpha Zane,” he asked the second he stepped in, voice laced with worry, concern written all over his face.“Yeah, I’m fine. What brought you to my room?” I asked, not giving him room to delve further.“… are you sure?” he sounded unconvinced but I nodded, waving him off and repeating my question. “Well, the party is about to start and your presence is needed to commemorate the occasion and you have been in your room all day which is causing the council members to murmur. I was sent to check up on you as your Beta,” he answered and I sighed.“I’m sorry, I’ll go get dressed and be there to open
ELEANOR‘Try and enjoy the party’ Those were the last tangible words I could make out as my mind and thoughts took a downward spiral into a place I struggled to get it out of. Occasionally, I remembered being jolted back to reality by the head of slave's loud yells and Clara or Jasmine's whispered pleas for me to get my head on straight and not bring unnecessary punishment upon myself, but I still couldn't. My mind seemed to have a mind of it's own and my wandering thoughts could not be stopped, even when I knew they were but a fever dream.Gory details of Zane gagging and choking on his own blood flooded my mind. I would stand back and watch in joy and fascination after having spiked his drink, his last agonizing moments as he struggles to draw each breath whilst coughing up his own organs, stained crimson Sure, it wouldn't be as satisfying as watching his head hang off a stake, completely drained of blood, but it was enough to keep me sated for now.Obviously I couldn't act on thos
ELEANOR“Hello? Earth to Eleanor,” Clara’s voice brought me out of my reverie, and I blinked back to reality to find fingers snapping in front of my face. I winced, pushing her fingers away from my face as she offered me a concerned look.“Jeez, you would have been in deep trouble if she hadn’t dismissed us. What’s wrong, El? You haven’t been yourself since you came back from Easton’s Pack. Is this still about what we discussed?”“What? What did you both discuss?” Jasmine perked up from where she'd been surprisingly quiet, and I huffed quietly, knowing what would follow.“She wants to end Zane’s life without following the plans,” Clara supplied, and I could see the exact moment it sank in for Jasmine.“Are you crazy?!” She whisper-yelled, her mouth opening and closing incredulously. “That's like asking to die! Do you have a death wish?!”“Apparently, yes,” Clara deadpanned, and Jasmine continued before I could manage a reply.“Why? What are you thinking? Did things not work out betwee
ELEANORI knew that much could be expected when the drive back to the pack felt like a different kind of torture that even Zane himself hadn't been able to put me through yet. The feeling of emptiness that only grew wider in my chest with the growing distance was not one that could be easily ignored. I had gotten a taste of freedom and deny it as I may, experienced happiness in the warmest possible shades in just a few hours spent in Easton's pack. I wish it wouldn't come to an end. I wished I didn't have to go back and that this day would never end, but alas, all of it had just been wishful thinking.I heaved a sigh as I took a seat on my bed, slowly taking off the uniform we'd been given for the party, which was now to be submitted back to the kitchen head and promptly burnt. It hurt to think about something so beautiful meeting such a terrible end, but luxury was nowhere synonymous with slavery in Zane's eyes. We couldn't be allowed to keep clothes that were obviously made not for
ZANE“What!?” I yelled out in anger, finding it inexplicably hard to comprehend what I'd just heard. My fingers ball up into fists and I could feel my entire body brew with maddening anger at the thought of Eleanor with another man. I give her even the slightest taste of freedom and this is what she goes and does behind my back? And Easton….. How dare he touch what I'd made clear was mine in every sense of the word? Eleanor was mine! Mine to possess, mine to own and mine to do however I please. I wouldn't have forgiven him for laying even a finger on her after my very clear warning, but kissing her? He had gone way over the line and there was no way I was going to let this slide. He knew Eleanor was off limits. As if my warning the other day weren't enough, I'd sent Mark over with a clear message that Eleanor was not to be touched. Yet, he ignored every single one of them and claimed what was mine. I couldn't swallow down the weight of his disrespect, the sheer audacity to do somet