Kiera sat on the bed with her head between her knees. Her long, tangled hair fell all around her like a curtain. She didn’t move. She just stayed like that, quiet, for a long time. Her mind felt blank. Empty.
A knock at the door made her jump. Her heart raced. She didn’t expect anyone. Slowly, she raised her head and looked toward the door. For a moment, she didn’t know what to do. Then, carefully, she got up and walked to the door, her legs feeling shaky. She opened it a crack, just enough to peek out. It was the maid. The same one who always brought her food. The maid didn’t say a word. She just shoved the tray of food into Kiera’s hands and turned to leave. Kiera stood there for a moment, holding the tray and staring at the maid’s back as she disappeared down the hall. Closing the door softly, Kiera walked back to the bed. She sat down, placing the tray beside her. The food looked amazing, like something out of a royal banquet. It smelled delicious too. No matter how cruel he was, he never let her go hungry. That was one thing she couldn’t deny. She picked up a piece of bread and took a small bite. Her hands trembled as she chewed slowly. The room was so quiet, she could hear every sound: the soft crunch of the bread, her own breathing, the faint creak of the bed. Her eyes drifted to the door again. She felt trapped, even though she wasn’t tied up anymore. She wasn’t free either. She knew she couldn’t leave the room, not unless he allowed it. The thought made her chest tighten. She put the bread down, suddenly not hungry anymore. She stood up and walked to the small mirror on the wall. Her reflection stared back at her, pale and tired. Her once-bright eyes looked dull now. She touched her face gently, as if trying to recognize herself. Her lips pressed into a thin line as memories of the past night flashed in her mind. She shook her head, trying to push them away. “I can’t… I can’t think about it,” she whispered to herself. She turned away from the mirror and walked to the small window. It was barred, but she could still see the outside world. The sun was shining, the trees swayed gently in the breeze. For a moment, she let herself imagine she was out there, running through the grass, feeling the sunlight on her skin. Kiera remembered how it all started, how her life turned upside down. Her pack, her family—they were gone. The war had wiped them all out, leaving nothing but ashes and blood. She’d watched it all from the shadows, helpless as everything burned. Her father, the Alpha of their pack, had fought till the end, but it wasn’t enough. The enemy was too strong, too many. After that, everything was a blur. She was captured by another clan, taken as a prisoner. They treated her like she was nothing—no respect, no care. She was just a piece of property. They knew who she was, though. The Alpha’s daughter, the last of her bloodline. But they didn’t care. They used her, kept her locked up like an animal. The days blurred together. There was no escape, no way out. She had to obey, had to live with the shame of seeing her people fall, watching the bloodshed. But it wasn’t the worst of it. The worst was being sold, sold like some common slave. No one cared about her status, her bloodline. She was just another object to them. Then came Ryker. He walked in like a storm, taking what he wanted without hesitation. He saw her, bought her,claimed her, and she had no choice but to follow. It wasn’t like she had any hope of escape. She didn’t want to go back to the clan that had captured her, the people who had taken everything from her. Here, in Ryker’s hands, she was still trapped, but at least she wasn’t with them. At least here, she was just another slave to him. It felt wrong, but she felt safer with Ryker than with those who had taken her. At least here, she wasn’t completely forgotten. Kiera walked towards her bed as she sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her trembling hands. She couldn’t stop thinking about the way his eyes burned into her last night. The power in his voice, the sharpness of his words—they had stuck with her like a mark she couldn’t erase. Her heart jumped at the sound of footsteps outside the door. She froze, holding her breath. The heavy steps stopped, and the door creaked open slowly. He was there. Alpha Ryker stepped inside, his tall, powerful frame taking up all the space in the room. His piercing eyes landed on her, cold and unfeeling. Kiera’s pulse quickened, her body stiffening like a trapped animal. For a moment, he didn’t say anything. He just stared at her, his lips pressed into a thin line. Then he took a slow step forward. “Stand up,” he said, his voice calm but sharp like a blade. Kiera hesitated, her legs refusing to move. But the warning in his tone made her force herself to obey. She stood shakily, keeping her eyes on the floor. Ryker moved closer, circling her like a predator sizing up its prey. His boots made soft, deliberate sounds against the floor. “You look so small,” he said, his voice low and almost mocking. “So fragile.” Kiera didn’t answer. She knew better than to speak unless he allowed it. His fingers brushed against her shoulder, making her flinch. He walked around her slowly, his gaze heavy on her skin. She could feel it, like a weight pressing down on her. “You think I don’t notice,” he said, his tone almost playful. “The way you avoid looking at me. The way your body shakes when I’m near.” She swallowed hard, her throat dry. “It’s fear, isn’t it?” he asked, stopping right behind her. His breath was warm against her neck. “Good. Fear keeps you in line.” Kiera’s hands clenched into fists at her sides. She wanted to disappear, to sink into the floor and never be found. Ryker stepped in front of her, tilting her chin up with a firm hand. Her wide, scared eyes met his, and for a moment, she thought she saw something there—something more than cruelty. But it was gone in an instant. “You’re mine,” he said, his voice quiet but commanding. “Don’t ever forget that.” She nodded quickly, her voice barely a whisper. “Yes, Alpha.” A small, cruel smile tugged at his lips. “Good.” He released her and took a step back, his eyes roaming over her like she was nothing more than an object. “You’ll come with me tonight,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “You’ll stand by my side, and you’ll do exactly as I say.” Kiera’s heart sank. She didn’t know what he meant, but the thought of being by his side, in front of others, filled her with dread. “Yes, Alpha,” she whispered. Ryker’s smile widened, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Get ready,” he said, turning toward the door. “And don’t keep me waiting.” As he walked out, Kiera sank back onto the bed, her knees weak. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her mind raced with questions. What did he mean? What was he planning? She didn’t have long to wonder. The door opened again, and the maid entered, carrying a long, dark dress. “Put this on,” the maid said briskly, placing the dress on the bed. Kiera nodded silently, her hands trembling as she picked up the fabric. It was soft and smooth, unlike anything she had ever worn before. She dressed quickly, her fingers fumbling with the unfamiliar material. When she was done, she glanced at the mirror. The girl staring back at her looked like a stranger. The maid didn’t say another word. She left as quickly as she had come, leaving Kiera alone with her thoughts. When Ryker returned, his eyes scanned her from head to toe. His expression was unreadable, but something flickered in his gaze—a hint of approval, perhaps. “Let’s go,” he said, his tone curt. Kiera followed him out of the room, her heart pounding with every step. The hallways were quiet, the air heavy with tension. She kept her eyes on the ground, afraid to look up. As they walked, she couldn’t help but wonder what the night would bring.Kiera followed Alpha Ryker through the grand corridors of the palace. The floors were cold beneath her bare feet, and the golden chandeliers hanging above only made her feel smaller. She gripped the edges of her cloak tightly, her hands trembling. She didn’t know where he was taking her, but she knew better than to ask.The palace felt alive with whispers, and shadows moving between the towering pillars. Outside, the sound of the wind howled against the stone walls, but inside, everything was quiet except for the echo of their footsteps.Soon, they reached a set of ornate doors carved with symbols she didn’t recognize. Two guards stood at attention, their armor gleaming under the torchlight. Ryke didn’t say a word; he simply pushed the doors open and stepped inside.Kiera hesitated for a moment before following him. Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight before her.The room was massive, lit by golden lanterns, and filled with nobles dressed in fine silks and furs. T
The morning sun poured through the small, cracked window of Kiera’s room, but she didn’t feel its warmth. She sat on the bed, knees pulled up to her chest, trying to piece herself together after last night. Her thoughts were heavy, and the silence in the room felt like it was choking her.A knock on the door snapped her out of her haze. She flinched and sat up straight, wiping her face quickly. Before she could answer, the door creaked open, and a maid stepped in. The woman’s face was stern, her eyes sharp as they scanned Kiera.“Get up,” the maid said, setting a tray of food on the small wooden table. “Eat quickly. Alpha Ryker has sent word.”Kiera’s stomach tightened at the mention of his name. She forced herself to nod, though she didn’t feel like eating. “What… what does he want?”The maid crossed her arms, watching her with a cold gaze. “He says you’re to join the other slaves in the fields. You start today.”Kiera’s heart sank. The fields. She’d heard the whispers about how hars
Kiera was in her small corner of the servant quarters, her body sore from the day’s work. Every muscle ached, and her hands were rough from the tools she’d been forced to use. She tried to relax, but her mind kept replaying Darius’ actions in the field, and worse—Ryker’s cold, piercing eyes.As the sun began to set, a knock came at her door. Kiera froze. She didn’t know who to expect, but her heart raced as she got up and opened it. One of the older maids stood there, her face blank and her voice steady.“The Alpha requests your presence in his chambers,” she said simply.Kiera’s stomach dropped. Her hands trembled as she nodded, too afraid to question it. She quickly washed up and tried to look presentable, though she doubted it would matter to him.The walk to Ryker’s chambers felt like an eternity. The palace was quiet, with only a few servants moving about. When she finally reached his door, the guards outside stepped aside without a word, their expressions unreadable.She took a
Warnings: Ignore if uncomfortable as this contains raw, dark mature content. ******************“Kneel!” He commanded and she followed his command. “Your mouth, open!” She did as she was told, with no complaints, No talking back, No looking up at him, just listening, and obeying. She knows the rules, and she is obedient, like a slave she is. “Now Suck!” Her hands bond to the back, tied with a strong rope. She knelt on the ground, in between the man’s legs, her face directly at his long and large monster, her mouth opened and ready to take it in. With his dick shoved into her hot wet awaiting mouth, he groaned, “ “High! Yes! You are learning fast… Just like a slut.” His fist held her long entangled hair as he shoved his dick inside her mouth, not caring if she could take it. “Mmppf! Mhm, grrhh..” Her loud moans and gags sounded in the room, it was filled with pain but with a ting of arousal. “Hurgh, haaah!” The sound of choking echoed in the room, and it seemed she ha
Kiera was in her small corner of the servant quarters, her body sore from the day’s work. Every muscle ached, and her hands were rough from the tools she’d been forced to use. She tried to relax, but her mind kept replaying Darius’ actions in the field, and worse—Ryker’s cold, piercing eyes.As the sun began to set, a knock came at her door. Kiera froze. She didn’t know who to expect, but her heart raced as she got up and opened it. One of the older maids stood there, her face blank and her voice steady.“The Alpha requests your presence in his chambers,” she said simply.Kiera’s stomach dropped. Her hands trembled as she nodded, too afraid to question it. She quickly washed up and tried to look presentable, though she doubted it would matter to him.The walk to Ryker’s chambers felt like an eternity. The palace was quiet, with only a few servants moving about. When she finally reached his door, the guards outside stepped aside without a word, their expressions unreadable.She took a
The morning sun poured through the small, cracked window of Kiera’s room, but she didn’t feel its warmth. She sat on the bed, knees pulled up to her chest, trying to piece herself together after last night. Her thoughts were heavy, and the silence in the room felt like it was choking her.A knock on the door snapped her out of her haze. She flinched and sat up straight, wiping her face quickly. Before she could answer, the door creaked open, and a maid stepped in. The woman’s face was stern, her eyes sharp as they scanned Kiera.“Get up,” the maid said, setting a tray of food on the small wooden table. “Eat quickly. Alpha Ryker has sent word.”Kiera’s stomach tightened at the mention of his name. She forced herself to nod, though she didn’t feel like eating. “What… what does he want?”The maid crossed her arms, watching her with a cold gaze. “He says you’re to join the other slaves in the fields. You start today.”Kiera’s heart sank. The fields. She’d heard the whispers about how hars
Kiera followed Alpha Ryker through the grand corridors of the palace. The floors were cold beneath her bare feet, and the golden chandeliers hanging above only made her feel smaller. She gripped the edges of her cloak tightly, her hands trembling. She didn’t know where he was taking her, but she knew better than to ask.The palace felt alive with whispers, and shadows moving between the towering pillars. Outside, the sound of the wind howled against the stone walls, but inside, everything was quiet except for the echo of their footsteps.Soon, they reached a set of ornate doors carved with symbols she didn’t recognize. Two guards stood at attention, their armor gleaming under the torchlight. Ryke didn’t say a word; he simply pushed the doors open and stepped inside.Kiera hesitated for a moment before following him. Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight before her.The room was massive, lit by golden lanterns, and filled with nobles dressed in fine silks and furs. T
Kiera sat on the bed with her head between her knees. Her long, tangled hair fell all around her like a curtain. She didn’t move. She just stayed like that, quiet, for a long time. Her mind felt blank. Empty.A knock at the door made her jump. Her heart raced. She didn’t expect anyone. Slowly, she raised her head and looked toward the door. For a moment, she didn’t know what to do. Then, carefully, she got up and walked to the door, her legs feeling shaky.She opened it a crack, just enough to peek out. It was the maid. The same one who always brought her food.The maid didn’t say a word. She just shoved the tray of food into Kiera’s hands and turned to leave. Kiera stood there for a moment, holding the tray and staring at the maid’s back as she disappeared down the hall.Closing the door softly, Kiera walked back to the bed. She sat down, placing the tray beside her. The food looked amazing, like something out of a royal banquet. It smelled delicious too.No matter how cruel he was,
Warnings: Ignore if uncomfortable as this contains raw, dark mature content. ******************“Kneel!” He commanded and she followed his command. “Your mouth, open!” She did as she was told, with no complaints, No talking back, No looking up at him, just listening, and obeying. She knows the rules, and she is obedient, like a slave she is. “Now Suck!” Her hands bond to the back, tied with a strong rope. She knelt on the ground, in between the man’s legs, her face directly at his long and large monster, her mouth opened and ready to take it in. With his dick shoved into her hot wet awaiting mouth, he groaned, “ “High! Yes! You are learning fast… Just like a slut.” His fist held her long entangled hair as he shoved his dick inside her mouth, not caring if she could take it. “Mmppf! Mhm, grrhh..” Her loud moans and gags sounded in the room, it was filled with pain but with a ting of arousal. “Hurgh, haaah!” The sound of choking echoed in the room, and it seemed she ha