Rosella
I don't know how long I had been inside the red room for, but I wasn't fed. Being a foodie, I was deprived of it because of the Alpha king. Just thinking about it makes me want to stab him in his heart until he bled out and die. Maybe then, the humans will have their freedom.
At the same time, I thought about his blue eyes and the way he touches me. Just the thought of that was enough to make me feel wet already.
Why was I being so affected by him?
I agree that I am shameless, but you can't blame a girl who lacked attention all her life and was easily seduced by none other than the Alpha king. I sounded like a hypocrite who talked about killing Alpha king Damian when I wanted him to touch me.
Why couldn't I resist him?
I wanted to feel his touch all over me. I wanted him inside of me, and just the thought about that made me lower my hand down to my pussy. I played with my clit and massaged it while thinking about the Alpha king. "Mmmmmmmm," I moaned as I thrust two of my fingers inside my pussy. "Fuck!" I increased the pace and fantasized about the king. The way his hands touched me, the feeling of his skin against mine, and his amazing smell made me scream out loud.
I was so into satisfying myself that I did not realize the red room door had opened.
"Look at you acting like you don't want me to give you a good fuck!"
I gasped when I heard his deep voice. I quickly removed my fingers from my pussy and straightened the suit on my body. "What are you doing here?" I cleared my throat and tried so hard not to stare into his eyes. "What do you want?"
I heard him chuckle, and he crouched to my level. Because of the little light that penetrated from the window, I couldn't see his face clearly. "Seeing how you are smelling like sex, I must say that you are really a sex slave!"
How dare he say that? That was disrespectful because it wasn't what I wanted, and if not for him, I wouldn't be in this dilemma. "You think I wanted this kind of life?" I voiced out my opinion and how I truly felt. "Because of you," I moved closer to him. "Because of you, my parents had to die, and I had to live this kind of life as a slave. If you had not—"
"You think the humans are better?" He laughed. "I am so sorry to say this to you, little human, but I want you to know that the humans are not better than the Werewolves," he told me and then grabbed my hand. "I can give you a life of power, a life that will leave you and your generation to come in wealth. I'll give you everything if you can agree to be a sex slave," he also leaned closer to me and whispered into my ears. "I'll give you everything if you become my personal slave."
That was a tempting offer, and I wanted that because it meant that I would be free from the life of slavery, but it also meant I would have to succumb to him.
I would become a puppet just like the others. I didn't want that life.
This man had ruined every human life. If i agreed to his proposal, It would mean I would have to become his whore. "You want me to warm your bed so I can be free from the life of slavery, right?" I asked him, and he nodded in response. "Really?" I laughed out loud. With the way that I laughed, one would think I was a maniac. "I refuse to be your slave! If you want to help me, then stop the slave rule. I'll kill you before you can even get close to me," I threatened him and raised my hand to hit him on the face, but he grabbed it and twisted it. I winced in pain, but I didn't show how I truly felt at that moment because he'd only see me as a weak woman.
"How dare you try to hit me again!" He dropped my hand and grabbed my throat. "I understand that you are angry about the slave rule, but I'm not concerned about that because you humans deserved that! If killing you all would erase the pain of the past, then I'll do it," he laughed. "I'll wipe out the human population until there is no one left! They all deserved that."
I choked on my breath and hit his hand as he strangled the life out of me. From the way he talked, I could see that he might have suffered from the humans, and that got him angry, making him attack humans and ruin their lives. "Let…." I struggled to speak and continued holding his hands as if my life depended on it, which it truly did.
After a few seconds, he finally let go of me. I gasped out loud and coughed as I struggled to catch my breath. "You are a psychopath!" I yelled at him.
"You still have the mouth to speak after everything that I have done to you!" He laughed. "I guess your running mouth would lead to your end," he said and stood up. "I already gave you a chance, but it appears that you don't want that chance. You prefer to run your mouth and die," he said.
"Yes, I'd rather die than let you control me! I'd rather die than be your sex slave!" I retorted and grabbed a handful of my hair. "I rather…" I paused and bit my lips. "You should watch your back because I am going to kill you!"
Alpha king Damian burst into laughter and tutted at my threats. He probably thought I couldn't do it, but I had other plans. Even though his touch made me feel things and took me to a different world, I still detest him.
I hated him to the core.
"If you are not close to me,there is no way you can kill me little human. I'll give you two weeks to decide if you still want to continue living this life, or you'll become my sex slave!"
"Never!" I rejected his offer. "I am never going to be your whore!" I spat out.
He chuckled and then heaved a sigh. "Great. Let's see how you'll last here for two days," and with that being said, he walked out of the red room, leaving it open.
As soon as he left, I contemplated what he had said, and I only realized it when two guards walked into the room and dragged me out. "Where are you taking me?" I demanded, but none of them answered.
I screamed, kicked, and even cursed at them, but they still did not respond. Before I knew what was happening, they had taken me to the left side of the mansion, where a Slave sign was written at the center. The guards pushed me to the middle of the room and walked around.
"Hey, you bastards." I yelled. "Where is this place?" I stood up from the ground and adjusted the suit on my body. When I raised my head, I realized that I wasn't the only one there. There were five other females, and from their looks, I knew they were humans. One of them seemed to be around her mid-thirties and looked the oldest in the room. In her hand was a black whip.
She walked towards me and raised my head.
"Who the hell are you?"
Instead of answering me, she hit me on the back with the whip. I thought I was dreaming until another lash landed on my back.
This was what Alpha king Damian meant when he said he would give me two days. He was going to make me go through hell and then agree to his wish but I rather suffer than become his whore.