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The Alpha's Slave Mine
She bent down to my level and with considerable force grabbed my leash. I could see her reading the inscription on the leash. She hissed and said, “interesting, you're the Alpha's pet and here you are unscathed.” I did not react to anything she said and although I would never admit it, I was beginning to feel anxious to have Cyrus come for me. Whoever this woman was I did not like her or whatever intentions she had for me.“You're pretending like you do not hear me. You do not fool me, you low life…” she had her hand raised to hit me and I closed my eyes in anticipation of the slap but it never came. I began to relax when I heard, “Your Majesty!” I opened my eyes and saw that Cyrus had held her hand midair before her palm could land on my face. Standing behind Cyrus was a displeased looking Adrianna and an even more irritated Theo; I returned my gaze to the ground. “You knew she was mine, didn't you Audrey?” quipped Cyrus in a hostile tone. “Your Majesty, I… she was misbehaving,
The Alpha's Slave A Nightmarish Flashback
The enemy was making too much progress, and by enemies, I meant my treacherous brothers and their armies, who had turned against me like the snakes they were. When my father, the great King Arnold, had died, I had expected a peaceful handover of the throne, as I had been chosen by the Priestess Vienna to become the next king after she received a vision from the moon goddess. But my older brothers, Koldis and Kendrick, were consumed by ambition and greed, their hearts blackened by the desire for power.As I fought for my life, the heads of my loyal soldiers lay scattered around me like seashells on a bloody beach, their eyes frozen in death, their mouths agape in silent screams. The rain poured down mercilessly, drumming against my armor like a thousand tiny stones, adding to the chaos and confusion. The battlefield was a sea of mud and blood, with men screaming and clashing swords in every direction, the sound of steel on steel ringing out like a deadly symphony.Agatha, the first wom
The Alpha's Slave “Don't Leave Me”
I tossed and turned on my bed continually. The horror of the day's events kept replaying in my mind like a bad movie. From how someone was executed for his crimes by being eaten alive by a beast, and then the way Melanie had been auctioned off and sold to the creepy Lord Albert.The werewolves were mean creatures and I hated them. As I pondered on these things, the door to the room in the slave quarters I was in opened and someone came to tap me, handed a note and disappeared as quickly as they had come.I stood up silently, so as not to wake up the others in the room. When I got to the corridor, a torch on the wall was lit so I used that to read the note. The king needs you in his chambers now!It was pretty late so I could not help but wonder if it was a trap. What on earth would Alpha Cyrus need me for at this time?I didn't want to go but I knew that if I didn't, it would cause complications between Cyrus and I. He would pu
The Alpha's Slave Poisoned
And he fell asleep again. +*+*+*+*+“What are you doing here?” he asked. His voice sounded weak like he was tired from a long run. “You sent for me,” I responded with a bow.“I sent for…” and he began coughing. I was by his side the next second and when I placed my hand on his forehead I could tell that he was sick, very sick. I guessed it must have been why he had been hallucinating earlier. “Your Majesty, I shall send for the physician,” I said but before I could leave he held my arm.“Just inform Theo, you don't know where the physician is,” it was surreal to hear his voice sound so hoarse and weak; I suddenly felt pity for him. “I wouldn't know where…” “He'll be outside,” he responded weakly. I left the Alpha's room and Cyrus was right, Theo was standing guard outside. Without a word he pushed me aside and stepped in. “I will get your physician here,” said Theo.
The Alpha's Slave Privacy
Cyrus' POV I could see the slight shock on Agnes' face clouded with fear. That was a good thing; I wanted her to be afraid. I did not like her stubborn spirit. It seemed to me that she was yet to understand the severity of the situation she was in as a human living among werewolves. She was too free-spirited and said whatever came to her mind. “You care too much,” Theo remarked.I could not deny it anymore. I did care a great deal about Agnes. I was constantly worried about her safety yet I had my suspicions about her. What if she betrayed me like those humans that Agatha had died trying to save? I looked at her eyes. They were clearly like the ocean on a calm day; they were not the eyes of betrayal; there was no evil intent in them, yet these things were not written on the forehead or etched in one’s eyes. “She will remain by my side, Theo. If you see her wander about on her own do as you please with her,” I had m
The Alpha's Slave “Sleep With me”
"May I see you for a bit?" Theo opened the door without knocking. "Of course," Cyrus said, stepping forward. "Is it urgent?""Not exactly.""Okay then, what is it?""I'd prefer this to be a private discussion," Theo sighed. Cyrus gave him a long and hard look before the two men finally stepped out of the room. "She's not your wife," Theo said to Cyrus once they were out of the room. From the way his voice sounded, I knew he was quite annoyed. "She can't be with you all day.""She's my slave," Cyrus remarked. "I should not be sending someone to call for her if I need her so it's best she's in my room.""She's sleeping in your room now?" Theo scoffed. "Seriously?""Theo, you need to loosen up on this," I heard Cyrus give an exasperated sigh. "When I first brought her here, you seemed to like her.""Not until she started brainwashing you.""She's not brainwashing me," Cyrus said. "Good
The Alpha's Slave Prisoner
Dawn had broken a long time before I woke up. The harsh sun filtered its way through the slit in the curtains, prying my eyes open painfully. A splitting headache disturbed my senses so I was forced to roll away from the sun's direction. I stood up and yawned, looking around me. Cyrus was not in the room but there was a note on the bedside table together with a meal and a strange looking concoction. You had a fever this morning, drink this so you can get well and be sure to finish your meal. Make sure you do not step a foot outside this room, I'm sure the memories of the arena are still fresh in your mind.I shuddered, remembering the arena, and walked towards the door. It seemed to be bolted from the outside. I wondered how I was going to have my bath this morning but when I turned the back of the paper, a short note said. Your daily essentials are in my bathroom, use it.Sighing, I walked to the very large bathroom and took my bath very comfortably. It was very different from the
The Alpha's Slave Talent or Witchcraft?
Cyrus' POV"Your Majesty!" Agnes appeared flustered by my presence, the smile that had been on her face was wiped off immediately and she appeared to be nervous. She stood up immediately and put her hands behind her back, twirling the paintbrush behind her. "I... I apologize... I had nothing to do and...""That wolf, what... Inspired it?" I was looking at a painting of Agatha. I began to wonder if it was witchcraft or if she just had a gift. Was it possible she had met Agatha before she died?I knew Agatha had related a lot with humans but it had been many years ago so there was no way she could have met Agnes."I don't know," she stammered. "I just... I just started painting and…”“And?” I stood there stupefied and kept looking from the wolf on the canvas to the human slave I had bought. “It's just a painting, nothing inspired it,” she responded with a casual shrug. I checked her face for something that would tell me she was lying but there was nothing. There was no way she had dibs
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