All Chapters of The Alpha Slave: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Anais' point of view:" Princess, it's time for you to wake up."The voice came to me from far away, as if I was dreaming.At some point in my subconscious mind, I experienced my body becoming heavy and letting go of me. I felt capable of making any movement. It felt like my will was taken from me...I attempted to avoid a movement, move around, and regain my awareness, but all I was able to do was tilt my head to one side and then to the other. The gesture that was simple was very painful. As I groaned in pain, my consciousness started to return.I was hurt and felt bad about myself. The ground was tough. My mouth was dry and there was something stuck on my tongue. Like blood... Almost instantaneously, my brain got alarmed and I opened my eyes.The weight of my eyelids was as heavy as lead. My vision was blurry, but I became aware of a sharp pain compressing my wrists and ankles. Trying to move my hands to rub my eyes, I heard a loud metallic noise.Like the sound of scrap metal...

Point of View of Anaïs :Brutally pushed on stage, I didn't know what to do. There was a crowd of people... The lights were converging on me but... There was no piano and I wasn't giving a concert.The feeling was strange... I instantly tried to remember all the encouraging words I armed myself with a few hours earlier as I pulled on the thin dress that barely hid my body...With all these eyes on me, I felt exposed and the feeling was horrible..."She's Mayor Montgomery's daughter... Beautiful and... virgin."At these last words, I could hear their cries of satisfaction rising like the cry of wild beasts, ready to do anything to devour me.My heart was racing, I was afraid and I was on the verge of collapsing or even crying. However, I must not show them that I am afraid of them. I already knew I was in trouble...In less than an hour after my sale... I was going to become a sexual... slave. Whoever buys me will do what he wanted with my body but my dignity...There was no question o

Ana's point of view:The look that Denver had just cast on me was unhealthy.It was even disgusting.I felt fear... I felt anxiety. I felt frightened, and I was trembling. I was on the verge of urinating on myself.How... Why? Even in my head, I couldn't formulate all the questions I wanted to ask.I was finished. I was going to die. I could see it; I could read it in his eyes. He was going to kill me. Slowly...This suffering that he would have liked to inflict on my parents is on me.My tears flowed of their own accord as my breathing became jerky and difficult.I was scared... And I was pretty sure that was the highest level of fear anyone could feel.I even began to beg death to take me away.I heard you could die of fear, so why wouldn't death come?I wanted to have a heart attack. An epileptic seizure. Whatever, but I wanted to leave this world...I wanted to not have to suffer this man's retaliation.But...The more seconds passed, the closer I got to the flames of hell that we