Slave or Lover

en they were single. Why are they like this now?" My father looks surprised when he hears my words. Maybe he did not expect that I would ask questions that are no

rewolf from the noble families could choose his slave for sex. Humans

I heard that Cody's great-grandfather, who created the tradition, was gorgeous but cruel. His mate is said to be ugly. He does not like his mate, which is quite difficult to understa

y. My parents cover their mouths. We all do not want to attract the werewolves' attention. To make my family fe

olves are not so kind as to pick you up. They are here to force the girls who are unwilling to go. I

not know if I will see them again. We all hope that I will not be chosen.

into the car. My unexp

o you do?" But no one answers me. Before I wonder why, someone hits me on the head. My head hurts, so I want to see who beat me just now. I tu

turn around and lower my head. I can not do anything other than endure the pain. I look at my fingers and play

fear. I am not a timid girl, but I know who the boss is here. After some time, we finally arrive at the slave-c

uggling behind a door. The door is half open. I can see a girl through the gap in the door. The girl seems to be almost naked. Her clothes have been torn into pieces. There seems to be someone riding her, pullin

ceremony. They have taken off their pants. They have torn the girl's clothes. The girl

bitch?" The girl screams and shakes her head, but the guards ignore her. They conti

leader among these werewolves. The other werewolves are standing by and he tries to us

but every time she shakes her head, the werewolf slaps her. Her face is swollen. The werewolf says happily, " Your face is hot no