A bright stream of moon shone into the room, my head felt really heavy, and the bed was a little harder, groaning I squinted my eyes a strong scent hitting my nostrils.
My eyes immediately shut open, scanning the room. It was empty, and unfamiliar. “Hello?” I called out “Is anybody here?” No response, I scrambled to get out of the bed, but my knees were still weak and I fell to the floor, “shit!” I cursed, as my body collided with the floor in the thud. Sighing I struggled to get back up on my feet, my whole body was a wreck and my mind was foggy, “Where am i?” I said, looked around the room. Another wave of heat rolls off my body when the same scent hit me again. It clouded my whole sense and my breathing became ragged. Finally letting go of the sheets I gripped tightly, I hoisted myself up with the help of the bed frame, following the scent. “Is someone here?” I asked, shiver running down my spine, walking towards the dark corner of the room. Just then a tall huge figure emerged. I stumbled back as the whole room was enveloped in the smell of earth and rain, my head started spinning, it felt like I was drunk. What was happening? “Wh…..who are you?” I stuttered, taking a step back to the bed. Fear, anticipation, lust, rushed through me as I could hear the sound of my own heart in my chest. “Mate” the deep voice spat in disgust, his entire aura screamed to me to run, but I wasn’t sure if I was to run away from him or to him. “What?!” I half screamed, my eyes wide with shock. “What did you just say?” “I don’t tend to repeat myself,” the voice said again, taking a step into the moonlight that shone into the room. “No, no, no, no, this can’t be happening,” I whispered, looking anywhere but at him. A cocky smile appeared on his face, tilting his face to the side, “What are you so scared of,” he asked, his voice low and husky. Wetness pulled on my panting, I strangled a moan that was threatening to leave my throat just by the sound of his voice, silently reminding myself of where I was. “Who are you?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, but I knew damn well that he heard me. “I think you know the answer to that question, little mouse.” He replied. Finally gathering courage, I looked up at the man that stood before me, and my eyes fell out of my sockets when they came in contact with the most charming gray eyes I have ever seen. I gasped. “No!” I whispered. “This can’t be happening”.I said, shaking my head fervently like the person in front of me would disappear. “What? You don’t want to be my mate?” He grunted, anger lacing his voice. The event of the other night came flooding back, the dinner The rain. The blood. Alpha kael drinking from the cup. And Alice forcing me to drink too. No! I cannot be mated to such an animal, that practices cannibalistic acts. Who the fuck drinks blood from the sky?! Well I did too, but the memory made my stomach churn in disgust. “Tell me what you are thinking of little mouse?” Kael said, bending down to my level. As much as I hated it, hated him already, my body was saying the opposite. I was aroused and I knew he could smell it on me. His nostrils flared, and his eyes glazed, wiping down to my mouth and over my chest. I became super conscious of what I was wearing, it was a see through silk night dress, that and flowed down to my feet. It had a deep v lined neck and back that deep low to my waist, tightening my waist before it flowed down in white lengths. My nipples harden and peaked through the dress t which made it very very visible to him to see Clearly. His fingers trailed down my face, down to my neck, my breath hitched, fear and excitement cussing through my veins. “You disgust me!” He sneered, his hands tightening on my neck, restricting air flow. “The fucking moongoddess has already cursed me! Now you!” “Please, I….I…..can’t breath,” I choked out, my face reddening. He scoffed, his eyes glistening under the moon light, “You will never be anything more than my sex slave.” Tread streamed down my eyes, this was my life now. I had hope my mate was out there in the world but here he was. The devil himself. Kael let go of my neck as I gasped for air, my inside but with hatred and anguish. He stood up to his full height, walking across the room. His muscles flex, sending another hot wave of need in me, I cursed myself internally, for reacting to him this way. He took a sit, in the red cushions near the window. “Strip” he commanded. I looked up at him, my vision went black for a moment unable to see his face, but his hands were placed firmly on each armrest. I traced the veins with my eyes until the disappeared under His shortsleeved shirt. I clenched my thighs together mentally wondering what was wrong with me. How could I be attracted to such person? I blamed it on the mate bond. “I do not repeat myself, little mouse.” His cold voice drifted to me. Swallowing, I stood up, grabbing on to the the bed frame that looked like a canopy over the bed. When I finally felt like I was steady enough i let go of the bed, swinging my hands to the back of my dress as I untied the rope behind. Tears fell from my face, soaking my lashes, down to my neck. The dress came lose around my waist, I looked up at were his face was supposed to be even though I couldn’t see it. Slowly and quietly, I slipped one shoulder off and then the other, in a split second the dress was a pool of shot on my feet. I stepped out of it, still keeping my eyes trained on him, for all I knew mates couldn’t be killed except the bond was broken through rejection. And from what I could see, he hasn’t rejected. Yet. I stood naked, my nipples strong and pink pointed towards him, I was only left in a white lace panties that I couldn’t remember how I got into them. “Take off everything,” he commanded against, his voice thick with desire. I bent over piling my pant down from my waist and allowing it to fall freely to the floor. A low growl escaped his throat. The chair scraped back as he stood, walking towards me. His eyes feasted on my body like I was his meal, he circled me like and animal savoring his meal before devouring it. “You belong to me now!” He growled, skimming his hand down my throat to my nipples. My breath hitched as more tears streamed down my face. “You have two purposes, Be my Slave and bear my heirs!” His guff voice drew out lazily. I swallowed willing myself to breath, even though my body melted against his. I slowly dragged my eyes up to look at his pinning gaze, his head tilted and his eyes briefly turned red reminding me of the animal that he was. Folding my fingers into a fist, my nails dug into my skin, allowing me to focus more on the pain than the ache between my legs. “Yes master.” I whispered.His hands trailed down my back, I stood stiff, drowning out the whatever feelings were bubbling up inside. “Mine” he growled, his breaths skimmed across my neck. I gasped, as he suddenly pinched my nipples without warning, using his large hand to grab my waist keeping my feet firmly on that spot. “You will bear my mark, and carry my cubs,” he whispered. I stood motionless, staring at the empty space in front of me. “Get your ass in the bed and lift it in the air like a good little mouse you are,” he hisses into my ear. The demand makes me even more wet which I hated myself for, turning around I compiled to him, laying down on my stomach and pushing my knees up until it touched my breast. “Good little mouse,” he moaned, his voice vibrates through my body. With the exposed position, the scent of my arousal spread the room, I knew I was a pool of wetness that I couldn’t control it dripped down my inner thighs. He hummed in approved, tearing off his shirt and pulling dow
I woke up to the warmth of my bed, groggily opening my eyes to find myself in my own room. The events of the previous night felt like a dream, but the soreness between my legs and the memories etched in my mind told me otherwise. I slowly sat up, rubbing my temples to ease the throbbing headache. My eyes scanned the room, taking in the familiar surroundings. It was mid day already, the sun shone bright into the room. How did I even get here? A soft knock on the door broke the silence. "Astrid, are you awake?" Maya's gentle voice called out. I recognized the voice of my personal maid. "Yes, I'm awake," I replied, my voice hoarse from crying. The door creaked open, and Maya entered with a tray of steaming hot food. "I brought your breakfast, milady," she said, setting the tray down on my bedside table. My stomach growled at the aroma of freshly baked bread and roasted meats. Maya helped me sit up and fluffed my pillows. "Thank you, Maya," I managed to say, trying to hide my
“What is going on?” I asked Sophia as we walked out of the kitchen She remained silent in an unnerving manner. "What's going on? Did I do something wrong?" I asked again , trying to keep up with her brisk pace. Sophia didn't respond, leading me through the winding corridors of the mansion. We finally stopped at a door I recognized – the entrance to the luna’s private quarters. Veronica. My heart skipped a beat. Was I really in trouble? Sophia opened the door and nudged me inside. "She wants to see you," she said, her expression unreadable. I stepped inside, my eyes adjusting to the dim lighting. The room was empty, except for a figure standing by the window, cleaning the glass steadily. I found myself in an elegant anteroom. Sophia gestured for me to follow her. We walked through another set of doors, leading to the Luna's private chambers. The room was warm and inviting, with soft cushions and a crackling fireplace. Veronica, the Luna, sat on a plush couch, her once
“Line up girls! the Alphas and their Beta’s will be here today to pick a bride or a slave. So pray to the moon goddess that you’ll get picked or that’s another year for you here!” Madam Claudia shouted, banging the baton on the cell bars. “Who do you think will be here today?” Ruby, one of the girls in my room asked, happily pulling her dress over her head. “I hope I get picked. Better to be a slave to one wolf than a whore to all.” Renee snorted. She was another girl in the room and my worst enemy. “You! Get your scurry self here and clean my boots, at least one of us needs to be clean today,” she said, pointing to me. I nodded, walking over to her bed and bending forward to grab her boots from under the bed. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Huh?” She screamed in my ear, pulling my hair back. “Renee, you’re hurting me,” I whined, tears gathering in my eyes. “ let her go Renee, madam Claudia will be back soon. She won’t like that.” Aria said, coming out of our s
“Alright girls, file out.” Madam Claudia called from the hallway. “Astrid, sit. Let me brush your hair, you look like a tangled mess.” Aria said to me. Aria was the oldest she-wolf in the house of the lost. She has been here for eight years and house of the lost has alone stood for nine. She was brought here as a girl, got her first blood here, and turned to her wolf form here. She was more like a daughter to madam Claudia, we all know that madam Claudia loved her like family, but no one has ever spoken about it. She just turned 22 and has never been picked. I didn’t understand why, because she was very beautiful, her red hair glistened under the morning sun. I sat in front of the mirror in the room, she came up behind me holding her brush. “Hopefully someone picks you today, or rather pick Renee. I can’t deal with her dirty character anymore.” She said, “Why haven’t you been picked all this years?” I asked, looking at our reflection in the mirror. Pain flashed in her eyes
“The selection is about to begin. Cast your eyes on the ground girls!” Madam Claudia said from the end of the hall, her voice echoing. There was a little whispers, then there was silence. All you could hear were the slow pairs of boots walking on the paved floor. I looked down, my chest thumping against my skin. “Breath Astrid, or you’re going to collapse.” Aria said from my side. I nodded, taking deep breaths and exhaling, what was going to be my fate? Would I rather be picked than stay here for the rest of my life. Oh Selene if you can hear me, please be less cruel to me. I prayed, hoping that at least I wouldn’t get noticed. Then a pair of boots stopped in front of me, my breath caught in my throat. The shoe was a brown leather, one you could only see on the feet of the rich. It smelled like it had been polished a million times over that morning and I wondered if it was some like me that did that. “Who is she?” The man grunted to madam Claudia, I think. “Tha
I walked into the dark room my chest thumping against my skin. “Pack your things, you have leaving today.” Madam Claudia spoke. “What?” I gasped. The man in the chair had his back to me but I cold feel the cold aura the was coming from him. I’ve been bought? “Don’t let me repeat myself Astrid, pack your things.” Madam Claudia answered. “Ye…yes ma’m.” I stuttered turning my back to them and walking out of the room. I got across the hall without much hassle from Renee and her friends but my happiness was short lived. I pushed open the bar door to the room, and entered. The bar doors were remade last moon when one of the girls was caught bent over by a guard in her room while her roommates stood outside waiting. I had never seen madam Claudia as angry as she was that day. She roared and turned to her wolf form, slashing the man from behind. His dead body dropped on the girl, blood and skin splattered everywhere. Well that was a warning to all of us. And we never heard
I don’t know how long I was asleep but the carriage came to an abrupt stop, causing me to bump my head against the window Frame. “Ow.” I jerked awake, rubbing my head. We arrived at a cozy inn as the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow. Alpha Kael opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through me. "We'll rest here for the night," he said, his deep voice stirring me awake from my half-sleep. I rubbed my eyes, taking in the rustic inn's wooden sign: "Moonlight Haven." The carriage door swung open, and Kael stepped out, offering his hand. I hesitated before taking it, his grip firm but not ungentle. Inside, the inn was warm and inviting. A fire crackled, casting flickering shadows. Kael led me to a private dining room. A feast awaited: roasted meats, steaming vegetables and fresh bread. "You're malnourished," he observed bluntly. "Eat," he commanded, his tone tight. "We leave early." I took a spoonful of food into my mouth, still very cautious of his presence in the room