Slavery

Unexpectedly, the sounds of war outside the room suddenly vanished, leaving behind an eerie silence.

Sera, who was still locked in the room by Lucas, started feeling desperate for answers.

What was happening? Did Alistair win? Where they going to die?

Suddenly she saw a young boy of about 14 running through the corridor.

Sera quickly called out to him.

"Hey! Hey boy! ... Please, tell me what happened out there. Did Alistair win?. Why did the fighting cease?"

The boy cast a cautious glance toward the closed door of the room, but he still leaned closer to talk to her.

"The attack wasn't Alistair," he said with clear relief.

"It was just a group of rogue wolves, that were trying to steal our food supplies. At first, they caught us off guard but we finally managed to drive them out." The boy informed her before fleeing.

Sera's mind absorbed this revelation. So It was not the feared Lycan King Alistair who had unleashed chaos upon her pack, it was just a group of desperate rogues driven by hunger.

Sera sighed in relief.

The rumors she had heard about Alistair's ruthless slaughter and bloodshed flashed through her mind.

Alistair—the blood thirsty ruthless king that took no prisoners.

Whispers had traveled through the werewolf packs and cities, stories of Alistair's slaughter and his relentless pursuit of power.

He was said to be an overwhelming force, who enjoyed brutally conquering packs with his cunning strategies and sheer brutality.

It was said that everywhere he went, pain, blood and sorrow flowed.

After shooting a thankful prayer for safety to the moon goddess, Sera went back to sleep with Alistair and bloodshed still on her mind.

##

The next morning dawned with a bitter chill that mirrored the icy pain in Sera's heart.

Suddenly, the door swung open with a forceful crash, and Lucas stormed into the room. His face contorted with devious intentions as his eyes locked onto Sera. There was no hiding the cruelty that lay within his heart.

"Did you enjoy the sounds of our lovemaking, Sera?" he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "The sounds of me fucking Amelia? I made sure we were extra loud just for you.

You know…… If only you weren't so stubborn, it could have been you in my bed."

A surge of anger coursed through Sera's veins, making her silently stare at him.

He slowly walked up to her and roughly pushed her up against wall. Then he pressed his body firmly against hers.

“Let me tell you a secret--- While I was fucking her, I was thinking about you, your lips, your breasts your thighs….. Did you think about me too huh? Come on don’t be shy… speak up.”

"You mistake my silence for longing, Lucas," she retorted, her voice laced with a mixture of resentment and disdain. "I would never stoop so low as to desire a mate who values his pride over love."

--SMACK---

Lucas landed a painful slap on her face. Then he fisted her hair in his hand and pulled painfully until her face was close to his. Lucas's other hand roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her even closer until their lips were almost touching.

“Dont ever fucking talk to me like that you stupid bitch…. Who the fuck do you think you are huh? I’m your Alpha and you are a good for nothing piece of shit!”

His grip tightened around her arm, his fingers digging into her flesh.

“Infact I have a new position for you.”

With a cruel smile, he dragged her forcefully out of the room and into the daylight. They emerged onto a sprawling farm where servants toiled under the watchful eyes of the pack. The air was heavy with the stench of manure and the sounds of hard labor.

He halted, turning to face her, his eyes glinting with malice. "Consider yourself lucky, Sera," he spat. "As punishment for your rebellion, I have demoted you to nothing more than a mere slave in this pack. You will work alongside these servants, tending to their every whim and cleaning up after them." He ordered before marching away.

Tears welled in Sera's eyes as she felt the weight of the injustice crashing down upon her.

As the reality of her new station in life sank in, Sera struggled to contain her anguish. The tears spilling freely down her cheeks, as she began working on the field.

The scorching sun beat down mercilessly on Sera as she toiled in the fields, surrounded by a group of resentful servants.

Their eyes gleamed with hate, their sneers etched upon their faces like scars of bitterness. They saw her as an easy target, a fallen member of the pack to unleash their frustrations upon.

"Hey little bitch, why are you still crying? You think you don’t deserve to be a slave? You think you're better than us, Omega?" spat one of the servants, his voice dripping with venom. "You're nothing but a cursed wretch, responsible for your parents' brutal death."

Another servant, a woman with a twisted smile, joined in, her voice filled with malice. "You bring nothing but misfortune to this pack. We'd be better off without you."

Their words stung like a thousand venomous arrows, each one striking Sera's heart with relentless force. But She stood tall, her gaze unwavering, even as tears continued to spill down her cheeks.

"Is that what you truly believe?" she retorted, her voice quivering with anger and determination.

"You may spit at me now, insult me, and call me cursed, but mark my words, one day you will bow before me in apology as I lead ahead of you."

The servants erupted into mocking laughter, their spiteful glee filling the air. "Us? Bow to you?" one of them sneered. "You couldn't even protect your own parents. What makes you think you're fit to lead?"

"I may be down now, but I will rise over you and this stupid godforsaken pack," Sera asserted, her voice quivering with determination. "And when I do, you will regret every word you've spoken.....You good for nothing bullies."

At her words, the tension in the field reached its boiling point as one of the servants, consumed by rage, lunged at Sera with a snarl. Instinct took over as Sera dodged the attack, narrowly avoiding the servant's outstretched claws.

A fight ensued, the clash of their bodies echoing through the air as punches were thrown and desperation fueled their movements.

But before the altercation could escalate further, Lucas stormed onto the scene, his eyes blazing with anger.

With a swift motion, he forcefully separated the fight, his grip like a vise on Sera's arm. She winced at the tightness of his hold, her gaze meeting his with defiance.

"What is the meaning of this commotion

, Sera?" Lucas's voice boomed, his face contorted with anger. "You dare to disrupt the peace and harmony of this pack?"

Sera's breath came in ragged gasps as she glared at him, her voice laced with defiance. "I will not be silenced or degraded anymore, Lucas. Enough is Enough! I refuse to accept the role you've assigned me."

Lucas's eyes narrowed, his grip tightening even further. "You will learn your place, Sera," he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. "I tried to be merciful to you by assigning you as the packs slave…. but you couldn’t even try to be grateful…. From this moment on, you will serve me and only me. Consider yourself lucky to be my personal sex slave."

A mixture of fear and anger coursed through Sera's veins, fueling her rebellious spirit. "I will not be your play thing," she spat, her voice shaking with defiance. "I will not submit to you!."

Lucas's face twisted with fury, his voice rising to a thunderous roar. "You will shut up and do as you're told!" he bellowed, his words cutting through the air like a whip. "You should be ready for me when I return tonight. I will make sure you understand your place in this pack."

Sera's heart pounded in her chest, her body trembling with a mixture of fear and defiance. The realization of the depth of Lucas's cruelty settled upon her like a heavy shroud.

As Lucas dragged her away, his grip unyielding, Sera fought against him with all her might. She yelled, she struggled, but Lucas's strength proved way too powerful. He silenced her protests with a painful kick to her stomach, his grip on her arm tightening to the point of pain.

After he locked her back in her room, Sera's mind raced with despair. She was trapped, imprisoned by the very pack that should have been her family and abused by the man that was supposed to protect her.

With her back pressed against the cold stone wall, Sera clenched her fists, her gaze fierce and determined.... she will never submit to Lucas.

As the hours passed and darkness enveloped the room, She awaited Lucas's return.

Suddenly her door burst open to reveal Lucas standing there with a lustful look on his face.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day. I can’t wait to finally taste that body of yours” Lucas growled, his voice thick with desire.

Sera was ashamed to admit that at the sound of his voice, she felt something warm flutter in her belly.