OFFERED TO THE RUTHLESS LYCAN: HIS BREEDER

~HERA.Those strong hands of his held me still, plopping my head deeper into the bowl of water mixed with fresh seeds of chilling pepper, his claws digging into the flesh around my neck as he tightened his grip. This should be the longest time he had held me down in the water. The last two times, he'd pull my head up to catch my breath for a fleeting moment before pushing it back. I guess this is it. He is going to drown me to death for what I have no knowledge about, I am innocent, I know nothing about Blair's fuckin missing jewelry. But who cares?No one. Perhaps a handful of people believe I didn't steal the jewelry since the search was still on and the jewelry is yet to be found in my custody, but none of them dared interfere in my punishment, which I quite understand because they all feared the man whose hand was tightly around my neck with a grip that could bend the thickest of steel, Alpha Lucien.My breath hitch from the firmness of his grip. It constrained the air in my lu

~HERA.“It’s going to be fine, Genia” I consoled Eugenia, my friend as she leaned on the kitchen sink, sobbing.“No, I don't think I can get past this!” She cried more, clutching to her chest. Her teary eyes were filled with so much pain. Pains of rejection from her mate.This was what comes with the mating ceremony–Heartbreaks, sobs, and sometimes suicide from those who couldn't accept their rejection, all because they weren't good enough. It's so sad that Eugenia happens to be in the statistics. However, watching her cry this hard for a man who rejected her without thinking twice made me a bit irritated. Gradually, she turned down her sobs and finally gave me a face.“What about you? Any luck in finding your mate?"I deeply sighed and shook my head.“The head maid kept me stuck in here making pancakes for the guests,” I uttered, gesturing at the heap of mixed flour on the baking board.“Tell me you ain't that daft? So, you're gonna miss your only opportunity to find your mate by ba

~HERABiting hard on my lower lip, I tried muffling a groan as Eugenia massaged my arm trying to locate the broken bone back to its original position. Once she successfully did it, I loudly hissed out in pain.“The swelling will lessen before dawn tomorrow, you will be okay". She said while rubbing ointment in the affected area.As she retrieved a long piece of bandage from her bag, tying up my arm to maintain its position when the healing begins, I got curious and jokingly asked."You really were prepared to run away from the castle, how the hell did you know I would need a bandage?”“Not really, I saw what happened in the ballroom and I assume you'd get a few bones broken after seeing you fall that hard". “Oh, yeah. About that–"“You don't have to tell me what happened, Hera. You did the right thing. He's not worth you". She cut in on me standing up to her feet."But you did screw up by thinking he'd suffer from the rejection pain”. She added with a chuckle. I joined her. “Yeah, tha