Lahat ng Kabanata ng For Pleasure Only: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Wikh leaned in. "Your Highness, what are you doing? This isn't why we are here." I grabbed him by his hair and slammed him face down on a table nearby. I couldn't tell why I did what I did, but somehow my wolf was misbehaving. Wikh's nose bled, and he looked at me apologetically while everyone else in the room looked like they wanted the ground to swallow them. My eyes were darkening, but seeing Daisy stare at me like I was a demon sparked something dangerous within me. I didn't like that look one bit. "Take her away. We don't care what you do with her. Her mother should have known better than to have gotten intimate with our alpha." One of her sisters said in a condescending manner as she hissed with disgust. "Don't talk about my mother that way," she said under her breath. Her voice was shaky. Her eyes teary. Didn't this same girl snap and call me an asshole minutes ago? In short strides, Aaren moved closer and smacked her across the face. My wolf growled. No one should

"Guards!" He called and I quickly came to my senses, grabbing my clothes.There's no way in hell he did that for nothing. As the guard carried me away, I yelled and cursed at him again."Rot in hell!"♠︎♠︎♠︎♠︎♠︎Aiden's POV::I clenched my fists, jaws all clenched as I watched her be taken away. She was defiant, I'll give her that. But to have her disrespect me wasn't something I was going to take lightly. Not when she was nothing but spoils of war. I could have easily killed her, done whatever I wanted with her but something about her makes it hard for me to force her. All I wanted to do was see her be submissive. To watch the confusion dance in her eyes when she can't stop moaning my name. "Fuck! What the hell am I thinking?" I chided myself. Daisy was here for only one thing. To be by my side, fulfill the prophecy and be discarded. I wasn't going to let anything stand in the way of that. I walked to my bar and poured myself a glass of Scotch. Wanting to rid my mind of thoughts,

"Leave me alone," I hissed, trying to move faster.Another man grabbed my arm, yanking me back so hard I nearly dropped the stone. "Where do you think you're going?""Let go!" I shouted, panic flaring in my chest.He didn't listen, his hand tightening around my arm as he leaned in closer. "You belong to the Alpha, huh? Maybe he won't mind if I have a little taste."Before I could respond, the pusher was on me, shoving me so hard I fell to the ground. The stone hit the dirt with a thud, but my head hit something far harder. Pain exploded in my skull, and warm blood trickled down my forehead."Get up!" the pusher roared, his baton raised.I tried to push myself up, my vision swimming, but my body wouldn't cooperate."That's enough!"The voice cut through the chaos, commanding and sharp. Leon strode into the field, his gaze icy as he looked at the pusher and the men surrounding me."Get back in line," he barked at the others. "Now!"They scattered like frightened animals, their laughter d

I needed to clear my head.The club was loud and suffocating, the bass reverberating through the floor as bodies moved to the music. It was a stark contrast to the quiet of my office, but that's why I came here. To drown out the noise in my mind with something more tangible.I sat in a booth near the back, nursing a glass of whiskey. The amber liquid burned as it slid down my throat, but it wasn't enough to silence the thoughts clawing at me.Daisy. Her name was a curse, a distraction I couldn't afford. Yet, no matter how hard I tried, she lingered in the back of my mind like a ghost."Alpha," a sultry voice purred, pulling me from my thoughts.I glanced up to see a young woman standing before me, her lips painted a deep red and her dress clinging to every curve. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, her intentions clear."What do you want?" I asked, my tone flat.She didn't answer, instead sliding into the booth beside me. Her fingers trailed up my arm, her touch warm and inviting. "You lo

Daisy's POV::The days in this place bled together, each one filled with a mix of humiliation, exhaustion, and pain. But through it all, one constant remained: Wikh.It was strange to think that I had begun to trust him—if “trust” was even the right word. Maybe it was just the absence of cruelty in his actions that made him seem different from the others. He wasn’t like Aiden, whose every glance felt like a judgment, a test I always failed. Wikh was... gentler. But I wasn’t stupid. Gentleness in this place was often a mask, and I wasn’t about to let my guard down.I sat in the small cell they’d thrown me back into after yesterday’s whipping, my back still aching from the lash marks. Wikh entered quietly, carrying a tray of food. He set it down without a word, his eyes scanning my face.“You’re healing,” he said after a moment, his voice calm.“Not fast enough,” I muttered, staring at the tray. The smell of warm bread and soup tempted me, but my stomach churned at the thought of accepti