Enslaved by The Ruthless Alpha King.

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le. The room, dimly lit by flickering candles, felt both comforting and suffocating. I cou

of my place in the werewolf hierarchy. Wrapping a thin, worn-out blanket around my bruised body, I couldn't

y aching from the previous days' event, I stood to my feet, getting dressed. I trudged to the maids' quarters, where a huge pile of clothes was already waiting for me. Without any word, I imm

well to fetch water that I'll use to rinse the clothes.

f seeing me weak. On my way back from the well with a bowl of water balanced on my head, my steps regal and measured like the royalty I was trained to be, one of the jealous maids plac

ushing towards me, helping me up to my feet. She turned back to the crowd that had gathered, narrowing her eyes at them. "Even if she

ace, some of them still murmuring at the intruder. It's obvious they wanted to have more f

and came to stand by my side so I could lean on her. "Come, let's get it treated," she told me. I followed her to a shaded spot in the maids' quarters, and she immediately lef

told her once she was done app

ss. I'm glad to help," she

ed when I noted that she d

is Silvermoon

n Nightshade. I'm

rincess Evelyn. I've h

slave to the Alpha King, and he would not like the name on your lips," I told her

You have always been my role model ever

smiled at Amaris. "Thank you so much for t

ur highness,"

ment of thinking. She nodded, her cheeks flushing. "That's because

er? What are you

ecause I was wolfless. So I ran away from

edulous. Who was it

he revealed, her voice co

" I muttered, gazi

to be my mate, bu

rry abo

ut I'm living with it. Things happen. I h

d at the questi

lowering her voice. "Is

to my sister," I stated, my voice filled with

hands. It made me immensely pleased, and tears f

led at me. "Unfortunately, I have to get back to wor

pulling me with her. "I have nothing I'm doing anyway, and you ha

I can manage fine on my own," I told h

want to leave you alone," s

e I was washing and joined me. For the first time since my sentence and my sister's death, I felt true joy in having someon

d meeting with the king once again. I really didn't want to go there, but I had no choice in the matter. If I didn't go, I knew I would be punished, and I had bar

thinking too much of it, I cautiously entered his grand chambers, closing the heavy door behind me. As I moved further in, the soft sound of muffl

es in between his legs, pleasuring him with her mouth. My blood

hell am I