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ELEANORIt's been three days since getting fake marks from Zane and almost loosing my mind in the bathroom until Jasmine came along and even the relief of her assurance of what it really was didn't last very long. I hadn't been myself since the last few days and have gotten yelled at for making mistakes and messing even the littlest of things up. My mind was in disarray because, even with how I continued to mess up, I hadn't exactly faced any punishment: no getting flogged or dragged to the dungeon. Nothing except maybe a tongue-lashing when I was caught.The thought of Zane being my actual mate was another reason why I couldn't collect myself no matter how hard I tried. I was still in disbelief at the fact that it took so long for me to find out. The fact that he'd always known too and still went ahead with his usual torments. The fact that he still had the heart to force himself on me even with the way I reacted after finding out. Looking back now, even if I wasn't marked on that nig
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ELEANORI felt a strange tug in my chest at the mention of his name. Easton. The memory of our first and last interaction was not exactly one to write home about, neither the start or end of it was pleasant and it ended with me rejecting him -quite rudely, now that I thought about it.Jasmine sounded confident in her description of him, the information I had just supplied, one that said he hated Zane a lot, probably just as much as I did. I knew we did not part on friendly terms, but I wouldn't mind seeking his favor and getting on his good side if it really did happen that his hate for Zane would be enough to have him join forces with me to take that brute down.If the hatred wasn't solid enough, then I would have to resort to other measures. If he held grudges owing to my rejection, then I would just have to go about it in a more level-headed way, apologize for my words and probably give him the reasons why I acted the way I did. Even if he wasn't that inclined to wage war against Za
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ZANE“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I yelled out, enraged, grabbing the closest thing my fingers could find and only realizing hazily that it'd been a glass table when it hit a wall and shattered into pieces. Disregarding it, my head whips around to find Mark, who did not seem fazed by my outburst, “What do you mean my men were attacked and killed? Who would dare do that? Did you see who it was?” I questioned, chest heaving as my fingers remained tightly balled.“They were outnumbered on the Emlow route. It was a surprise attack so a good number of us were taken out before they could even think of counter-attacking. We brought back the bodies we could but, unfortunately, wild beasts got to some of them before we could, so we have more swords and weapons than bodies as it stands.” Mark recounts and I growl lowly.“Somebody betrayed me. We have a double-crosser in our midst and I want you to find them and fast. I want answers, Mark and I want them soon. You find whoever it was that brought about t
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MARKThe first thing I did on getting back home, was to sink into the couch in exhaustion from the day's work. As much as I enjoyed working with and for Zane, the job did get pretty tiring and exhausting on occasion. And with the recent attack on our troops, it meant we had to strengthen our defense and Zane needed protection now more than ever even if he insisted he could protect himself.Zane had a lot of enemies, that much was obvious, but like he said earlier, it was unexpected that they would suddenly grow so audacious to attack our men in broad daylight, slaughtering the best of them. I found Zane's suspicion of Alpha Easton very unusual and I am glad we are over that for now. I was relieved and even a little elated at the fact that we succeeded in forming an alliance. Now we will truly be untouchable.Looking around the house after collecting my thoughts, I finally noticed just how silent it was. I nodded in bitter understanding, jaw clenching at the fact that Jasmine was out,
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MARKMy tongue found the sweet spot near her collarbone, and I licked the skin slowly, with enough moisture to make her squirm. A naughty grin curved my lips.She tasted of earth and caramel. I deftly pulled her slave gown down her body, and it dropped to the floor. She moved her feet to allow me to kick it away, breathing shakily against my lips. I delved into her mouth with my tongue, kissing her hungrily.She let out a shuddering sound, fingers fumbling against my shirt. "We don't have much time…""Just leave it to me.." I groaned.My lips only left hers when I leaned back to peel my shirt off, and I was grabbing her off the ground. Her skin was so soft, with her underwear the only barrier between us. I squeezed her ass, covering the distance between the living room and my bedroom in just a few strides.I held her up with one arm while my other arm slammed the door shut, so hard that the sound probably travelled through the entire house.She gasped, "Careful—" The rest of her words
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JASMINEThe sky had taken on an orange hue when I finally got out of Mark's grasp, and he wasn't kidding when he made the remark about me not being able to use my legs in the middle of our rendezvous. My entire body was slack, totally worn, and even my legs wobbled as I got out of bed, and I even considered skipping my meeting with the girls, but this was important. I needed to deliver the message to them so they could get prepared and if I should miss this opportunity, it would go to the head of slaves, who would no doubt appoint different girls, thus ruining any opportunity Eleanor might've had of seeing or talking to Easton.This was an opportunity we couldn't miss, a very essential part of our entire plan. I was sick and tired of life here, forced into servitude with no free will. I missed my life before. I missed who I was before it all went to shit. I was a beta and a warrior, but now I can't even remember when last I held a sword, the feeling of that cold, hard metal in my hand
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ELEANORThe hugely anticipated day when we would finally set our plan into motion was finally here. Today, I would meet with Easton and tell him about my plans, our plans, rather. Every muscle in my body was pulled taut in anticipation, and I could feel my heart thump erratically in the confines of my chest. I wondered if this was really the best thing to do. Letting Easton in on the plan could either guarantee our success or be a final signature to our death wish, all depending on how he took it.It didn't make me feel any better that Easton had only just signed a truce with Zane, making them more or less allies now. He would be risking Zane's anger and possibly a war by even entertaining me. I had second thoughts about going forward with this, but Jasmine and Clara's resolve was unfaltering, urging me to trust my instincts, which was pretty contradictory, seeing as every alarm bell in my head was simultaneously going off, asking me not to go forward with the potentially damning pl
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ELEANORThe drive to the Crescent Pack is unsurprisingly quiet, the air peaceful but filled with an anxious energy, radiating from the girls who are still very unfamiliar with the idea of leaving the pack in its totality for whatever reason, myself included. Everyone looked tense, except for Jasmine and Clara. I could see the excitement on their faces as they stared outside the window of the moving bus, taking in everything they could with their faces glued to the windows like an excited toddler. To them, this was a huge step towards freedom, and as much as I wanted to share the same sentiment, I couldn't shake off the dreadful feeling that something could go horribly wrong. The fear of failure and its consequences sat above my head like a thick cloud, causing me to bite my lip nervously as I fought back the imagery conjured up by my very restless mind, one painted red, with the blood of my friends and every single one of my pack members, with me at the very middle of it, hopeless,
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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
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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
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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
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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
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UNKNOWNI couldn't watch her being happy, the sound of her laughter and thought of her excitement grated at my skin, annoying me to no end. She had the perfect life growing up, while I was forgotten, thrown to the side and left to rot. She had everything a girl could've wished for and when that was gone I thought it would finally happen, and that she would taste life like I'd always known, but she just had to go and find favor in the eyes of that monster that wouldn't even look at anyone else twice.Was I jealous? Hell yeah, I was. I hated the fact that she was always living better than me, no matter the situation. Despite losing her princess life, she still had something while I had nothing. I was made to work like a donkey while she seeks favor in Alpha Zane and warms his bed.She was yet again enjoying the luxury I've always ever wanted. She should have been killed the day I leaked the news she was an Alpha. Alpha's were meant to be killed at first sight but for some reason, she c
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ELEANORThere was no way this was happening right now. I shouldn't be feeling my body thrum with excitement and raw need with every move of Easton's tongue in my mouth. His movements had started out slowly, just a press of lips that grew more insistent as he looked to grow more excited and confident as time went on without any form of refusal from me. When his hand comes up and trails down my face ever so slowly until he reaches back up to grip firmly, yet so gently in my hair, a soft, wanton moan is ripped out of my throat and that had been when his slick tongue probed in to draw even more embarrassing sounds out of my lips. This was supposed to feel wrong, wasn't it? I could hear the more rational voices in my head screaming at me, reminding me why exactly I was here and how that was the exact opposite of what I was currently doing, but, how could it be wrong when it felt so right?My body yearned to be closer to him and I could feel myself arching further into his strong arms aro
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ELEANORI felt my body go numb, my entire world pulling to an abrupt halt. Left with no other choice, I had followed him with a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts making rounds in my head and at the last minute, I'd decided on the one that seemed the most safe and believable. If he was as much of a gentleman as Jasmine and Clara believed he was, then there was no way he would be able to ignore a defenseless woman's tears, especially not one they'd been so certain he still harbored feelings for. That had been the plan, pretend to be weak, show him a tear or two and leave it up to his reaction to decide my next line of action. It was full proof, at least it had been in my head, that there were not a lot of things that could go wrong. The worst-case scenario, he'd agree to punish me or throw me out of his presence, none of which I couldn't handle. But in the most unexpected turn of events, I'd been pressed tightly against his firm chest with his low voice whispering soothing words that
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EASTONDespite my tough front in her presence on the day I had been so brutally rejected, the following days had been nothing short of hell. There was the denial phase where I just sat around and wallowed in disbelief, refusing to come to terms with the fact that my mate wouldn't want anything to do with me. I'd done nothing to be deserving of such a fate. Anger had followed, flipping tables and cursing at everything and anything, but really, the main focus of my anger had been Zane because, first and foremost, how dare he? What right did he have to lay a claim on my mate and, what's worse, she was nothing more than a slave to him, the woman who was my destined other half. Just the thought of it had me reeling, and it was going to be the final push I needed to wage a war against Zane and everything he stood for. I was more than ready to assemble my men and go to war immediately, but Black had a different idea, one that was as ridiculous as they came, but with a promise of less bloods
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ELEANORThe drive to the Crescent Pack is unsurprisingly quiet, the air peaceful but filled with an anxious energy, radiating from the girls who are still very unfamiliar with the idea of leaving the pack in its totality for whatever reason, myself included. Everyone looked tense, except for Jasmine and Clara. I could see the excitement on their faces as they stared outside the window of the moving bus, taking in everything they could with their faces glued to the windows like an excited toddler. To them, this was a huge step towards freedom, and as much as I wanted to share the same sentiment, I couldn't shake off the dreadful feeling that something could go horribly wrong. The fear of failure and its consequences sat above my head like a thick cloud, causing me to bite my lip nervously as I fought back the imagery conjured up by my very restless mind, one painted red, with the blood of my friends and every single one of my pack members, with me at the very middle of it, hopeless,
