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The Alpha's Slave The King's Last Supper
Castilla’s POV When the joyful face of my father graced my eyes, all I could muster was an unmasked hatred toward him. Ares the great warrior king was now as powerless as one could ever imagine. While our people shed their blood on the battle line, he wasted his energy on minor vices, lavishing his energy on sleeping with different women working in the palace every day. Women who were almost the same age as me. My father made my skin crawl, several times I wondered or had the fear he would force me to his bed.Larog's words echoed in my mind: “He wants to kill you, Callista, You are a menace to his position and he will certainly not hesitate." I wondered if his affection towards me was as false as what I now had towards him. Was he behaving this way to feel less guilty about the fact that he planned to kill me later?To get out of this predicament I had no other option than to attack first.The main dining hall was more like a sight out of a fairy tale with the candlelight which made
Last Updated : 2024-09-29The Alpha's Slave The Black Veil I
Third Person's POVA loud scream could be heard quite early in the morning coming from the king's chambers. It was feminine, followed by the clatter of chinaware on the floor. It was heard by almost no one except Larog who lay in bed beside Castilla. The guards around the king's chambers were fast asleep like someone had drugged them. The scream did not wake them up either, they simply lay there like a log, still and unmoving. Slowly, Larog crept away from the bed trying his best not to wake Callista. They had spent the night together, making love. He knew that what he had said about her father seemed to bother her so he had made her forget her thoughts last night with his touches. He walked through the palace that was dimly lit with torches and great intervals. The morning's air was chilly and felt eerie to him. As though he could feel a cold embrace. His heart was palpitating as he approached the king's room. He cocked his head suspiciously at the guards who lay on the floor now
Last Updated : 2024-09-29The Alpha's Slave The Black Veil II
Larog stumbled into the dilapidated building that Audrey was using as her hideout, the creaking door echoing through the dimly lit chamber like a death knell. Shadows danced on the walls, cast by flickering candles that seemed to tremble in the silence. His ragged breaths misted in the chilly air, and his battered body left a trail of bloodstains on the stone floor. He had journeyed through the midst of the raging war frantically all in the name of trying to escape the veil. "Audrey... the black veil," he gasped, his voice cracking like brittle twigs. "It was on King Ares' corpse. I saw it myself." His words were almost incoherent, heavily tainted with fear. "The black veil has returned!" He cried out, pushing the door of the room he knew she would be in. "We have to do something or it will come after us.""Slow down," she sighed, walking towards him. She placed a hand on his chest and felt his heartbeat was very abnormal. "You need to calm down Larog she whispered soothingly.""How
Last Updated : 2024-09-29The Alpha's Slave An Odd Alliance
Lady Asher stood at the window, the pale light of the moon showed her lips compressed and her eyes like steel. It highlighted the hardness of her face, the lines of her age were visible. It was impossible to deceive her – her eyes – black and shiny as polished stone contained only evil.Castilla sat down quietly next to her being prepared for an attack from her grandmother and others; her eyes battling with resolve and annoyance. Her hands became balls of anger, and the feeling traveled through her veins, stiffening her muscles like a storm gathering in a bottle.Lady Asher frowned and stared at Castilla, her words dripping with reproach; “You were hasty, Castilla. What you just did is capable of destroying everything we have so desperately built for years," she told Castilla with deep disappointment evident in her voice. Castilla fixed her eyes on her grandmother’s eyes, she had a tight jaw and steady tone. “I had no choice, Grandmother it was for the best, the South pack needed str
Last Updated : 2024-09-29The Alpha's Slave Escape
Adrianna's POVThe room was shrouded in darkness, the only noise present being our thick breathing while we awaited Cornell’s arrival. My heart beat loudly in my chest, sounding like a drum in my ears with every beat. Even with my attempts to toughen up my nerves, fear still hung around in the back of my thoughts. I inclined my head to look at Agnes and noted her eyes glowing mildly in the dim light, her expression that of fear and anticipation. She sighed every now and then. "Is he meant to be here by now?" I asked."Yes," she responded. "Perhaps he has something to attend to." She shrugged. Almost as soon as she said that, the door groaned, Cornell entered, his presence dominating the weak light coming from the hall. With the ease of someone who had done this many times before, he moved. I noticed the anxiety coming from Agnes as she readied herself for the conflict."Time for your sedative," said Cornell, flashing a wicked smile as he came toward us with a syringe. "Who knows if
Last Updated : 2024-10-01The Alpha's Slave A Search
Cyrus's POV**The atmosphere was tense and the air was filled with the smell of the fight, of men and sweat, of blood and fire. The once-pristine walls now bore scars of chaos: shattered rock, broken timber, and broken pieces of all things around. We were in the middle of the dead soldiers and we all paused for a moment, panting, trying to catch our breaths. A complete and utter void filled the air, the only whispers of sound coming from the groans of the injured and the far-off ringing of metal.I looked at my friends and estimated how tired they were, as well as how tired I was myself. Agnes was as white as a sheet with dark circles under her eyes, yet she did not hesitate. Otherwise lively eyes, now had a ghostly appearance, the despair of which we had just experienced mirrored in them. Although their sunken eyes looked lifeless, they burned with determination. He was usually calm but now he looked tense with his movements being more articulate than usual. Adrianna stood stiff, her
Last Updated : 2024-10-01The Alpha's Slave Strange Discoveries
**Lord Xeik's POV**A candle was lit on the wooden desk creating shadows on papers scattered all over the table in front of me. The quiet in the room was almost suffocating in a way, the only other sounds being the sound of paper being shuffled as I went through the pack’s accounts. As the new and temporary monarch, I had to understand what was going on in the pack thoroughly. It was a lot more work than being the war minister.I sat back in my chair, studying the very disarranged pile of papers on the table. These documents disclosed much more than these typical expense statements displayed. Beneath the rows of the paper of account and records, there were vague signs of something more diabolical. My mind began to put together the evidence and what I discovered left me feeling weak in the knees.There was one document I found interesting. It detailed regular payments to a town I had never heard of home for shape-shifting creatures within our territories. This surprised me because, acc
Last Updated : 2024-10-01The Alpha's Slave A Strategy
Cyrus POVIt was still early morning by the time I got back to the royal capital of what was left of Ghysem. The tension and the pervading stench of blood did not weaken my determination, though. I had been away too long. So much had happened when I left that I don’t know. There was Drusus in the throneroom looking tired, as his psyche had recently been through lots of combat.“It is good to see you, your Majesty," Drussus said with a bow. He was dressed in worn armor, that had the remains of the previous battle caked on it, as evidence of the non-stop battle he had persisted in.“Drusus,” I responded. "It is good to see you. Although it is rather obvious the war is taking its toll on you. Give me your report. I need to know everything.”He started explaining actions he had taken due to desperation. His voice remained quite calm as I knew he must be quite drained by now. "Since you had left, the Southern Pack have become more dirty in fighting. Their shape-shifters sneaked into our m
Last Updated : 2024-10-01
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The Alpha's Slave The Arrival
It had been two years since Cyrus and Agnes got married in the enchanted garden. Their love had only grown stronger with each day. The palace was always filled with laughter and joy, all thanks to them. This morning, the sun shone softly, making everything look golden and magical.Agnes, with her big pregnant belly, was relaxing in their bedroom on a comfy chaise lounge. She was gently rubbing her belly, feeling the little kicks and movements from inside. They were both so excited to meet their twins soon.Cyrus walked in and immediately noticed Agnes. Despite her being tired from the pregnancy, she still looked beautiful. He went over to her, knelt down, and kissed her belly tenderly."Good morning, my love," he said softly. "And good morning to our little ones."Agnes smiled, her eyes sparkling with love. "Good morning, Cyrus. They've been really active this morning."Cyrus laughed quietly and put his hand on her belly. "Seems like they're eager to meet us."He gave her belly one la
The Alpha's Slave The Wedding
The day of the wedding dawned with a golden glow, as the first rays of sunlight filtered through the trees, casting a warm, ethereal light over the palace grounds. The garden, which had been the site of Cyrus’s heartfelt proposal, had been transformed into an even more magical place. An archway covered in climbing roses marked the entrance, their petals a delicate blend of white and blush pink.Rows of chairs draped in ivory fabric lined the pathway leading to the grand gazebo, which was adorned with cascading flowers and soft, billowing curtains. The air was filled with the intoxicating scent of jasmine and lavender, mingling with the sweet fragrance of roses. Lanterns hung from the trees, their light flickering gently in the morning breeze, adding a touch of enchantment to the setting.Inside the palace, Agnes stood before a full-length mirror, her heart fluttering with excitement and nerves. The seamstress had outdone herself with the gown, creating a masterpiece that made Agnes fe
The Alpha's Slave The Proposal
Cyrus has decided he was going to propose to Agnes and this time not as Agatha, but for who she really was; Agnes. Every detail had been meticulously planned. The garden, a secluded and serene spot within the palace grounds, had been transformed into a romantic haven. Lanterns hung from the trees, casting a soft, golden glow, and a pathway of rose petals led to a small gazebo draped in sheer, white curtains. The sound of a gentle stream nearby added to the enchanting atmosphere.Cyrus made his way to the garden, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Theo, walked beside him, offering silent support. They exchanged a brief nod before Theo slipped away, leaving Cyrus to await Agnes's arrival.Cyrus had informed Eunice, Adrianna, and a few other ladies of his decision. So the ladies had deceived Agnes there was going to be a tea in one of the palace gardens. Only for those with high class. Eunice had told Agnes that she was only heading the other slaves in prepari
The Alpha's Slave Labour
Theophilus stood at the edge of the clearing, observing the scene before him. The war had left this part of the kingdom in shambles, but now, with peace restored, the arduous process of rebuilding had begun. The air was thick with the scent of earth and freshly turned soil as workers unearthed the entrances to the underground shelters where the people had sought refuge during the conflict.He walked through the village, greeting the townsfolk who were emerging from their subterranean hideouts. The once desolate and war-torn area was now a hive of activity. Men and women toiled side by side, lifting beams, hammering nails, and repairing the damage. Children, their faces smeared with dirt, played amidst the construction, their laughter a hopeful sign of better days to come.Theophilus paused at the entrance of one of the larger shelters, admiring the ingenuity and resilience of his people. The structure, hidden beneath a thick layer of earth and foliage, had provided safety and refuge d
The Alpha's Slave Justice
Lady Asher's screams echoed through the dimly lit chambers of the southern palace, the sound waves reverberating off the stone walls. Sweat drenched her body, soaking through the linen sheets as she clung to the bedposts, her strength waning with each contraction. The midwives hovered around her, whispering words of encouragement, their hands steady and practiced as they guided her through the agony.The air was thick with the scent of herbs—rosemary and lavender—mingling with the coppery tang of blood, a primal smell that signaled new life. King Ares paced outside the room, his heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation. His footsteps echoed down the corridor as he awaited the arrival of his heir. The southern palace was bathed in moonlight, casting an ethereal glow over the proceedings.The night air vibrated with tension as the kingdom held its breath, awaiting the cry of the newborn prince. And then it came—the final cry, piercing the night. King Ares rushed inside, hi
The Alpha's Slave The First Kill
The days passed in a haze of stolen moments and whispered promises, each encounter between Ashlynn and Ares leaving her breathless and yearning for more. Her heart ached with the weight of her secret, the burden of hiding her true feelings from the world.But on a day before she was to return to Ghysem, she realized something was amiss. Her monthly blood flow had not come, and a subtle queasiness had taken up residence in her stomach. Her heart pounded as she sought out Ares, her feet carrying her to his chambers with a sense of urgency.She found him poring over maps and documents, his brow furrowed in concentration. The scent of parchment and ink filled the air, transporting her to a world of ancient tales and forgotten lore. He looked up as she entered, a smile lighting up his face, illuminating the room."Ashlynn," he said, standing and crossing the room to embrace her. His arms wrapped around her, warm and reassuring, holding her close as if he'd never let her go."What brings yo
The Alpha's Slave A Secret Affair
Lad—Ashlynn,” she said in a shaky voice, her words little more than a breath. She originally had meant to say her title, Lady Asher, but there was something about the warmth Ares was giving her that made her change her mind.Ares' eyes were shown in delight. "A beautiful name for a beautiful young lady!" he exclaimed, awed by her queenly form. Her midnight locks flowed down her back like liquid ebony, highlights of chestnut shimmering in the light. Her emerald eyes were so deep, it felt as though they could look into his very spirit.Their talk had flowed along easily, as water flows along a gently inclined plain. They had said nothing for hours.Not only did Ashlynn possess ravishing beauty, but her intellect, her passion for art, and the gentle strength she exuded intrigued Ares. Her laughter was music to his ears.Ashlynn was intrigued by the layers of Ares’ personality- his intelligence, his underlying kindness beneath his mantel of dominance, and the faint glimmer of vulnerabilit
The Alpha's Slave The Meeting
A sad smile graced Lady Asher's face. She took in a deep breath and then wiped a nonexistent tear as her mind floated back to her younger days.The tension of the war that had separated the North from the South had eased up a bit. It was not forbidden for citizens of Ghysem to venture into the South or vice versa. It was during the winter, and Lady Asher Ashlynn's husband had been sent on an errand by the king.Life was beginning to bore her, and she did not want to feel like a burden to her friend, who was queen. Usually, she would spend her whole day with her best friend, but her friend had duties to attend to, and she often felt like she was in the way.Ashlynn had seen the whole of the North, and her curiosity often made her wonder about the depths of the South. When she was a teenager and the war had happened, she had lived in the North all her life, and her dreams of visiting the South were crushed.She did not have any children, so there was nothing to stop her. It was the perf
The Alpha's Slave Nightmares
Soldiers had been dispersed all over Ghysem and the south which has now become a part of Ghysem. They had sent word to other neighboring packs in the West and East so there was no place for Lady Asher to hide. Each day was spent in anguish and constant nightmares for Cyrus. He kept seeing himself hanging from the ceiling with a black veil on his wrist. Other times, he would see Agnes; her face contorted in pain as she swung from the ceiling, a black veil tied around her wrist and anytime he cut the rope, trying to save her it would be too late.He would end up bringing down a lifeless body.Then he would wake up, covered in sweat and panting heavily like he was fighting a physical war. Tonight was one of those nights Cyrus was drenched in his sweat. His breathing was ragged and then his hands shaky with fear. He felt around the bedside table for a lantern and a match, then struck it to flame the lantern. He sat up properly this time and looked towards where Agnes lay, to be sure she
