JASMINE’s POV
The room was silent after Yuri's explanation. I was prepared to stand up for myself and hopefully escape this sick place.
Seeing my worried expression, Yuri tried to lighten the mood.
“Look, it's not all bad. Once you learn the rules and find your way around, things become easier. And like I said, there are perks.” She winked, trying to make me smile.
Before I could respond, a bell rang out, echoing through the quarters.
“That’s the dinner bell,” Yuri said, rising from her bed.
“Let’s go eat. The food here is quite good.”
We went to the dining room, a large hall with several long tables. The room was tense as we entered. I could feel eyes on me, assessing and judging.
Yuri led me to a table where a few other girls were seated. Their conversation stopped as we approached, and they exchanged glances.
I greeted them with a small smile, but they merely nodded, offering no warmth.
As we ate, I could feel the hostility directed towards me.
The girls spoke in hushed tones, occasionally throwing pointed glances my way. It was clear I was an outsider.
I was mentally and emotionally drained and needed the comfort of sleep. I changed into the provided nightwear and settled into bed, trying to shut out the world.
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I woke up a bit late the next day, and Yuri had already left the room. Tiredly, I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
Breakfast was a repeat of yesterday's cold treatment. I tried to engage, to fit in, but it was clear I wasn’t welcome.
Yuri, bless her soul, tried to include me.
“Hey, new girl.” A girl who I heard was named Sasha called me.
I turned to look at her questionly, surprised she was talking to me.
“The Lycan kings demand your presence now,” she said, making me freeze on my spot.
"Do they always summon new slaves like this?" I asked, trying to hide the fear in my voice.
Sasha shrugged, her expression unreadable. "Every slave's experience is different. Just do as they say, and don’t make any trouble."
Swallowing hard, I nodded and pushed my chair back. The walk to the Lycan kings’ chambers felt like an eternity.
The massive double doors scared me, and I hesitated to knock. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I knocked gently.
"Enter,"
I hesitantly stepped forward; I stopped a few feet away from them, keeping my gaze lowered.
"Look at us," Zachary ordered.
He grabbed my face to turn my head toward him. Zachary kissed me; his tongue went into my mouth, which made a moan slip out of my lips.
My wolf was so excited about making contact with our mates that my body refused to cooperate and ran away. It was like my body had a mind of its own, and it wasn’t controlled by me.
I felt his cock start to harden against me, reminding me why I was there.
His hand tugged at my blouse, pulling it out of my pants. His bare hand caressed my warm skin.
When it started to dip into the waistband of my pants, I pulled away quickly. What was wrong with me? Why did this turn me on? I should be running to get away from them and not eager to please them.
“Don’t deny yourself the pleasure your body craves for. It’s obvious how horny you are,” Nathan smirked.
He silenced my protest with another deep kiss. His hands unbuttoned my blouse. He slid it off my shoulders, revealing my breasts in their white bra beneath.
I glanced over at Ryan and Zachary, who were watching intently, Ryan swirling his wine, Zachary leaning back and watching through half-lidded eyes.
Their eyes took in the curves of my body, lingering on my breasts. When Nathan’s hands came up to cup them, they watched that movement, too. There was something so profoundly erotic about the way they were watching.
Drinking me in…
Heat flooded my cheeks, and my chest heaved. My eyes fluttered as Nathan pinched my nipples through the fabric of my bra, rolling them between his finger and thumb. I moaned loudly.
“Gorgeous,” Ryan complimented.
"Isn't she?" Zachary agreed, running his hand behind my back to unhook my bra. My breasts fell free, large, and perky.
Zachary cupped them and massaged them. He grabbed me and pulled me closer to him, pulling me so I rested back against him, the view to the triplets even better.
He laid kisses along the skin of my neck, and I arched, giving him more access. A low moan escaped my lips.
Zachary knew how to touch me in ways I hadn’t imagined.
They looked at me wickedly, and it looked like they were scheming something evil for me.
“Kneel, Jasmine,” Ryan ordered.
I wouldn’t dare disobey their orders after all the warnings, so I knelt down.
Ryan held my head and grabbed me by my hair in his strong hand, forcing me to look up at Zachary. His gaze was intense, commanding. My wetness dripped between my legs, aching.
“Go ahead, baby girl,” Zachary growled.
I didn't know what I was supposed to do.
Did they want me to suck his cock??
“Come on, open your mouth and suck it now!” Ryan ordered.
I reluctantly opened my mouth, and Ryan pushed me by my head further. Now, I was feeling the wet heat of his balls against my tongue. Zachary let out a soft groan.
“That's it," Zachary whispered. "Now suck."
His words were a command, a demand for submission.
I sucked gently at first, but as I felt his hips thrust forward, pushing his cock deeper into my throat, I knew I had to take more. I gagged, the tightness building in my throat, but I drove past it and did not resist.
Zachary let out a low, throaty moan, his hand combing through my ginger hair.
My cheeks hollowed as I took more of his length into my mouth. I could feel the head press against the back of my throat.
I moaned around his cock, making Zachary's cock twitch in my mouth, and the scent of his arousal filled my nostrils.
From the corner of my eyes, I could see Ryan and Nathan stroking their cock as they watched us lustfully.
Zachary pulled away from my mouth, making me whimper slightly with desire.
“Well, ain’t you eager?” Zachary mocked.
My face turned a deep shade of red in embarrassment when I realized how needy I was to have them.
Feeling extremely shy, I picked up my shirt and ran out of their room.
I had no idea how I would face the triplets again.
Asher’s car came to a stop outside my home. My fingers twitched, clutching the fabric of my coat with more force than necessary. I could feel the weight of his gaze without having to look at him, though I knew it wasn't pity. No, it was something deeper, something that came with the understanding of a loss that wasn't his own.I opened the door with a force that startled me and I stepped out of the car. Asher walked me down to the doorstep and kissed me softly before I went in.I walked up to my room and everything felt still, yet somehow, there was a profound sense of absence, a void that seemed to wrap itself around me. Each step felt heavier than the last, and the gnawing sensation of guilt gnawed at me, refusing to let me find peace.Humphrey was gone. He was truly gone. He’d left with a quiet resignation that shattered me more deeply than any words could. I hadn’t fought hard enough for him to stay. Instead, I’d let him slip away, believing that it was for the best. But now, stan
I stood on the opposite side of the street, my gaze fixed on her as she lingered at the end of the sidewalk. When our eyes finally met, I saw the instant flicker of recognition ignite in hers, quickly followed by an emotional wave that surged through her, an intensity that struck me to my core. It was a look I had witnessed before, yet its power never ceased to leave me breathless.Her eyes locked onto mine, and in that split second, the weight of everything I had been avoiding came crashing down. Her body trembled as she stepped closer, her eyes shimmering with unspoken pain. She didn’t say anything, but her distress was obvious.I didn’t even think before I opened my arms, pulling her into my embrace. She fell against me, her sobs soaking into my shirt, but I didn’t mind. Her pain was like a raw wound, and I would have let it consume me if it meant giving her comfort."He’s leaving me," she whispered, her voice cracking under the weight of the sorrow that spilled out with the words.
CHARLOTTE'S POVI looked up from my phone, just as the cab pulled up at the pack house. “Thank you,” I said to the driver and got down with excitement coursing through my veins. I pressed the doorbell and only had to wait for a few minutes before a maid opened the door.She smiled warmly and ushered me in. “He's not around but you can wait for him in his room,” she says. “He will be back before you know it.”I returned the smile and made my way to Asher's room without any form of assistance. I pushed the door open and I'm immediately greeted by the sight of Asher's bed in a state of turmoil. I chuckled and walked in.Just like one would expect from a boy, Asher's room barely stays clean. I picked up a few shirts from his bed to make space for me and dropped them in his closet.I reclined on the soft bed as I scrolled through my phone. Just as I contemplated dialing Asher to inform him that I had arrived at the pack house, the door swung open, and he walked in. He looked disheveled, his
Asher's POV"Tyler, get your dick out of that bitch and get your ass to my house in 5 mins, we need to pay someone a visit!" I growled to the phone and hung up.Someone knocked on my door, and I mumbled for the person to enter. A blonde maid entered with a tray; I was a bit surprised, that was fast from the chef.The tray had a bowl containing some kind of soup in it. I watched her drop the tray on the table, and she bent in front of me, making her white lacy underwear visible. I knew what she was trying to do, so I pulled her by the skirt. She landed on my thigh and made a soft moan-like sound."Master Asher," she whispered seductively, and her eyes blinked in fake innocence. I stared at her for a moment, wondering if I should throw her on the bed and fuck the life out of her, but for some reason, I couldn't. Charlotte's sweet face appeared in my head, and I couldn't imagine touching some other girl that wasn't her. I was suddenly irritated by the girl in my arms, and I growled at h
Charlotte's POVTHE NEXT DAY "Mom, hurry, we have to leave," I yelled, and Mom came rushing down the stairs giggling."Calm down, will you? A lady has to take her time to dress," She said, and I rolled my eyes."That should be my line," I huffed at her, and she just smiled. We got out of the house and got into the cab that was waiting outside the door.I gave him the address of Mom's hospital, and we set off. On the way to the hospital, I texted Asher to make sure he was okay, and I was surprised when he informed me that he was going to be discharged today. Wasn't it too early?It's barely been three days since the accident and since he was rushed there. I sighed, thinking about how fast his injuries must have healed; he was the Alpha's son, after all, and was stronger than the bunch. The hospital probably only helped speed up his recovery and monitored him. Knowing Asher, I knew he was kind enough to nag and complain about everything, including not staying in the hospital for so lon
Asher's POV "That's all, Master Asher, you're healing so well and fast; it's very impressive!" The nurse said with a slight blush on her face."When do I get to leave here?" I asked her coldly, and she remained silent for a while before checking her note."Well, according to the hospital policies, you'll still have to stay for about a week until we are sure you're okay and fit to leave," She said, and I scoffed. A week? I was going to be couped up in this room for a week. "A week?" I hissed at her. "I'm healing just fine. I don't feel weak or tired; there's only a little scratch on my head that has stopped bleeding, and I will probably leave there by tomorrow. I don't need to stay here all couped up in this room for another week, all in the name of healing," I said, and she flinched at how harsh my tone was, not that I cared about her."W.. well, you can't leave, according to the hospital -""I am the son of the Alphas; I'm not just some regular patient here; you all should be grate