Mated To The Rogue King

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the worn stairs of the old building. The cold, damp a

ors, filled with concern. Her plea was swallowed by the gro

he exhaustion that wanted to engul

eave me

care how broken I sounded, I just needed to escape

g where the servant and the Omegas call home. A building that has been left in the mercy of destruction by my alpha, but see

er me. I just needed some space after being treated like a remote-contro

hands just can't cooperate with me. But at last, the door

e tears that I had tried so hard to hold back earlier when I was in t

I could somehow block ou

rted this

hbac

he mo

he morning air kissed my skin as I dragged myself out of bed. The cold bath I for

ted back at me, a shadow of who I once was. My pale, gaunt face, framed by limp hair, star

ched onto my skin. My once-smooth flesh now served as a canvas of my torment, each mark a reminder of the punishments I'd en

tender and angry. My fingers trembled, but I forced myself to focus. Years of tending to my

cry from the long, silky locks that used to flow down my back. Not that it

an Omega. The fabric hung loosely on my thin frame, a reminder

e's cheerful voice greeted me. "G

ing at the corners of my lips. "Who's a damsel, y

ts even in the darkest moments. She was a refugee too, her pack destroyed

day?" she teased, her voi

ing my head. Alice's boundless enthus

g celebration, some grand affair to announce the Alpha's son as heir. The

round me. Alice and Julia, another servant, debated the party details. My

e King was spotted near

well-known figure in the whole of Ellorin. My heart skipped a beat. The

notorious king of rogue wolves and consider him t

tighter," Alice mutt

t of their words settling ov

on, one of the Alpha's errand boys, approa

see you," he said, h

in the Pack. I shivered as I was led to his office. Alpha Black was a huge bulky man who had ribbed muscles

his alphas' prese

is baritone voice, surprisin

d to discuss with you," he began,

ords hung in the air, freezing me in place. I couldn't compr

mer driving the words into my skull, "as a sign of goodwill

onfusion. To be sent to another pack as a gesture of goodwill? What did that even mean? My mind raced thro

d, his voice cutting through my panic. "This is

old, handed off like a piece of property. My thoughts sp

flashba

to p

. What did it mean to be offered to other packs? The though

eality by the loud