All Chapters of The Cursed Hybrid King, Luna Slave: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CINZIA POV"Let everything go up in flames!" a voice bellowed, jolting me awake.The loudness ripped me from slumber. I blinked away the haze from my eyes as screams filled the air. Slowly, I climbed down from the bed, moving towards the open window. Peering out, my breath caught as I saw women and men from our pack in frantic motion.Upon closer look, I realized they weren't just running; they were being chased. And the truth dawned on me. We were under attack!The door to my room flung open, and I let out a shriek. I clutched the curtain, using it as a makeshift barrier against whoever was entering. My grip tightened on the flower vase resting on the window sill, poised to defend myself.As my ragged breathing eased, I met the wide-eyed gaze of my mother. She was breathing rapidly, each breath quick and shallow."Mother," I started, moving towards her. "What's happening?"She shook her head and let out another quick breath. Was this an asthmatic attack coming on?Diana Aetos, my moth

CINZIA POVI was thirsty.It had been two days since our capture, and I hadn't had more than a sip of water. I supposed I should count myself fortunate, as the others hadn't even had that chance.As a server passed by, I swiftly snatched a glass, hoping for a reprieve. I downed its contents in a single gulp, only to wince. It wasn't water.My throat burned, and I gasped, scanning the expansive hall for something to ease the pain creeping toward my chest. I had never tasted a glass of wine in all my years, but the it had looked inviting and much more like water."Thank goodness," I mumbled, my fingers closing around a sealed plastic bottle of water resting on a nearby table tucked away in the corner.I released a sigh of relief as I drank, then tossed the empty bottle into a nearby dustbin, my gaze once again scanning the room.I couldn't fathom how long we – the other captives and I – had been confined to this hall but I sensed it was growing late.I remained ignorant of the reason beh

RAPHAEL POVA DAY LATER“Majestic Alpha, we managed to secure the princess,” Johnson, my loyal bodyguard and a Delta in my pack, reported.He bowed, his head lowering to his knee. I stepped out of the shadows, remaining concealed behind the curtains. I tapped my chin and nodded. “Very well, ensure she is received with courtesy.”“But there is an issue, Sire…” Johnson stammered. I noticed his knuckles, now white, against the tiled floor, his hands trembling.He was the most adept werewolf in The Blood Lust Pack, and encountering difficulties in his tasks was a rarity.“Speak,” I urged, raising my brows.“The princess insists she won't leave unless accompanied by her maid. Both were part of the same bid, and a dispute is brewing as they refuse to release the maid…”“She stated that?” I asked, a wry smile tugging at my lips.It was the first time I'd encountered such defiance in a vulnerable girl. It was an anomaly, and I must admit, it intrigued me. Most women I encountered begged to be

CINZIA POVTalking back seemed to earn me the harshest punishment I'd ever received.I didn't understand why I did it, but the slap I received felt uncalled for. Still, I couldn't bring myself to fight back, not that I hadn't wanted to. Any thought of retaliation was swiftly dismissed by the Hybrid King.This king, shrouded in mystery, had yet to reveal his face. It was infuriating. He'd left the bitch in charge of me, and she was making sure I experienced hell. And this was only my first day in the palace. Receiving punishment felt entirely unwarranted.I shuddered to think about what might happen on my second day, and the one after that."Put this on!" Delicia's voice cut through the air, even though I was standing right next to her. She seemed to prefer yelling. I grabbed the clothes she had knowingly tossed onto the floor and dusted them off.Raising them up, I couldn't help but grimace. It was a khaki shirt paired with a knee-length skirt in the same material. It looked dreadful,

RAPHAEL POV"Cinzia..." I mumbled — such a precious name for a rare gem. Her name suited her perfectly.I wondered if her parents saw her as the moon goddess before giving her such a name. The name also struck a chord, and I tried to recall where I had heard it.The name of a distant Werewolf pack came to mind, but I wasn't certain if she was the one. I hadn't conducted a background check on her; it was only because Nikolai desired her that I bid on her in the first place.However, asking her about her story seemed awkward. I never inquired about someone's background because it felt irrelevant. The only thing I sought in a prize was possession and the warmth of their presence in my bed.I glanced towards the entrance as the door to the throne room swung open. Johnson strode towards me, halting a few feet away. He knelt on one knee, head bowed."She's settled in, sire. Is there anything else I should attend to?""Her maid should be with her. Also..."I trailed off, turning my gaze upwar