Still at the Slave Establishment, I was led inside by the man to whom Mr. Mario had sold me. Throughout the journey, the man remained silent, and it wasn't until we reached a small house at the back of the establishment that he finally spoke."This will be where you'll stay for now, and a job will be assigned to you later on," he said before leaving.I let out a deep sigh, sitting on the cold ground, and embraced myself while my mind was still reeling from thoughts of my grandmother. The night gave way to the bright rays of the sun, but the misery of this place made it unbearable to sleep."Why am I so unfortunate?" I yelled, tears threatening to fall from my face."We all are unfortunate. It just happens to be our fate," came a faint voice in response.The voice seemed to originate from inside the small house. Curious, I went in to find a beautiful woman lying on the floor, her messy hair covering her face, and her ragged clothing giving her a disheveled appearance. Yet, despite her
I stood still, my face etched with frustration and irritation. Seeing the basket full of undies and how dirty they are made me almost lose my sanity. Mr. Old Face had shown me a place where I could get water and detergent to wash them up, he gave me a dreadful warning before he left.Things were really getting out of hand this time and I've never imagined myself washing a basket full of undies, this was inappropriate and ridiculous.I used the tip of my index finger and thumb to raise one of them, bringing it closer to my nose, only to drop it on the ground after perceiving an awful odor."Eww!" I cried.My eyes met with a clean bucket that was filled with water, I thought maybe it'll be easier having the clean water in the bucket for rinsing but it solely got worst, and I couldn't bring myself to wash them. Not until I saw a man approaching me.The man appeared disheveled and unkempt, with tattered clothing that showed signs of wear and tear. His face bore traces of dirt and grime, m
With my mind still reeling at the thought of my mystery helper, I went to the small house I shared with Marsha in other to feed my grumbling stomach. It was a long walk and I was starting to feel weak. I managed to push my way to the small house only to witness a dire scene in front of me.Marshmallow's voice filled the hushed air, she was pleading and begging to be set free. Mr. Old Face, however, was groaning out of the immense pleasure he was receiving from torturing Marsha in his way.I stood by the corner of the wrecked door, peeping in to get a clear picture of what was going on, only to see Mr. Old Face lying on top of Marsha, shirtless. "Fuck!" I muttered. The scene was irritating and it make my stomach clean, making to puke. This was molestation and Marsha was the victim here. Was the part of being a slave too? I gathered enough confidence and strolled into the house, pushing Mr. Old Face away from Marshmallow with all my might.The man fell to the ground with his head hitti
The meeting hall was bathed in dim light as Alpha Galan presided over the gathering of his most trusted advisors and warriors. The scent of fresh pine wafted through the room, calming the tense nerves of his pack members. The atmosphere crackled with anticipation, as each member eagerly awaiting the alpha's command.Before Alpha Galan could utter a word, his phone rang in the middle of the meeting making his glares at his phone and the caller ID made him frown. He took the phone and placed it on silence before proceeding with his meeting."We must be vigilant, my brothers and sisters", Alpha Galan's voice resonated with authority. "The human encroachment into our territory has escalated, and they are hunting us with increased ferocity. We cannot let the bloodlust go unpunished!"The room filled with a chorus of growls and affirmations, echoing the pack's determination to protect their home and their kind. Marcus nodded in agreement, his loyalty and respect for his leader evident in his
The full moon shone brightly in the night sky, casting a mesmerizing silvery glow across the land. Alpha Galan, stood at the edge of a cliff, his keen eyes fixed on the radiant lunar sphere. It was on this sacred night that he could call upon Selene, the moon goddess, his mother, and the divine being who bestowed him with his extraordinary abilities.As the moonlight reached its peak, a celestial aura enveloped Alpha Galan, and he felt a surge of power coursing through his veins. He raised his arms to the heavens, calling out to his mother, the moon goddess, with a melodic incantation passed down through generations:"Oh, Moon Goddess, hear my call,I seek your wisdom, I stand tall.Reveal to me what visions mean,For in my dreams, a woman's seen."The night air seemed to respond to his plea, and a radiant figure appeared before him, her form ethereal and luminous. She was draped in a flowing how that shimmered like the moonlight itself, her silver hair cascading down her back, and he
The following day was going to be a hectic one as Marcus groggily woke up, stretching his arms as he yawned and rubbed his eyes. Feeling parched, he decided to head to the kitchen for a glass of water. As he opened his bedroom door and shuffled through the hallways, he noticed a dim light coming from the kitchen.To his surprise, he found Alpha Galan, standing by the refrigerator, fully dressed and causally sipping a glass of red wine. Marcus couldn't help but be startled by the unexpected encounter."Uh, hey, Alpha Galan," Marcus stammered, trying to hide his surprise. "Didn't expect you'll be up so early."Alpha Galan scrutinized Marcus from head to toe, disapprovingly shaking his head as he noticed that Marcus was still in his pajamas."Tsk, tsk. Why are you still dressed in your pajamas?" Alpha Galan asked with a disappointed look on his face."Why? Am I not allowed to be dressed in my pajamas?" Marcus retorted not knowing to reason why he was being scolded for wearing his pajamas
The drive from Elysian Manor to the cabbage was a tiring but fulfilling one. Alpha Galan was still staring at the photo of the red-haired woman while Marcus was sighing continuously or kissing his teeth out of uneasiness. He felt that things are getting out of hand and the danger lurking in the shadows.On getting to the cabbage store, Alpha Galan gestured for Marcus the do the needful without spilling the beans. "Don't talk out of point and get the information from the old lady's mouth." Marcus nodded and stepped out of the car, arranging his suit as he approached the cabbage store. He met the old lady sitting outside by the corner of the store, talking to a middle-aged man that has a scar on his left eye and had a smug look on his face.He paused for a while and tried to act invisible so that he wouldn't get their attention. Marcus overhead some hushed whispers coming from the both of them making him realize that both the old lady and the man had some deep connection."It's been a
On getting to the slave establishment, the duo came down from the car. Marcus was nervous at first but regained his sense of determination but Alpha Galan was determined to claim his mate. They were welcomed by a brutal sight, where men and women were brutally beaten by angry men, they looked pitiful but the duo remained unfazed by the whole situation not until a man approached them with a smile on his face.He looked so happy to see both Alpha Galan and Marcus as he knew they were from a higher class. He welcomed them with open arms, gesturing them to walk with him and they did obediently."The look on his face makes me want to puke," Marcus whispered to Alpha Galan who used his hand to push Marcus' face away from his ear. "Pttf!" He hissed."You're such a busybody." He cautioned the man standing beside him who rolled his eyes before forcing them on their mission.The man who was showing them the way kept engaging them in a series of discussion but neither of them were interested. A