Yenoris' POV
"Don't do this, Caleb. Please. I'm begging you," I sobbed, dropping to my knees and clinging to his legs. My hands trembled as I held onto him like he was my last breath. How could he do this to me? He just stood there, stiff and cold, completely unmoved by my tears.
Even as his mate, I had always felt unloved. Ignored. Mocked. Treated like nothing. But I learned to endure it. I told myself I could survive the pain, the quiet humiliation. What I could not survive was the choice he had just made.
I would rather die than face what he was about to do to me.
I heard Elena laugh behind him as she stepped closer.
"Look at you," she sneered. "What do you even offer this pack? You are useless."
Her lips curled into a cruel smile. My vision blurred as tears streamed down my face. The same girl I once called my best friend. My sister. She had stolen my mate and now she was helping him destroy me.
Caleb shoved his leg away and I fell hard onto the floor.
"You are worthless to me now, Yenoris," he said coldly. "Look at you. Wolfless. Powerless. Useless. Ever since you entered my pack, my life, nothing good has followed. You are nothing but bad luck."
His eyes glowed red with anger. Every word cut deeper than the last.
"I only took you as my mate because of our family history. Because of my father and your grandmother. But now I see the truth. You are cursed. You should not even exist."
Elena wrapped her arms around him and kissed him slowly, just to mock me. She smiled at me over his shoulder.
"I will do anything. Please. Just do not sell me to them," I cried as I crawled back toward him.
He stepped away.
"You should be grateful you are even being allowed to live," Elena said sweetly.
My whole body shook as I broke down completely. After everything my family had ever done for him, this was how he repaid us. Now that they were gone, I had no value left to him.
He was selling me as a slave to a name I had only heard in whispers.
The devil.
The immortal.
The Beast Alpha.
Slyagnor.
Just thinking his name made fear crawl through my bones.
One of his betas entered the room. "Alpha, they are here."
Caleb gestured without even looking at me.
"Please. Please, Caleb," I screamed as they hauled me up from the floor. I tried to fight, but his grip was iron. I cried and struggled, staring into the face of the man who once swore I was his, but his eyes were empty.
Elena stood beside him, smiling as the door finally closed on me.
They dragged me through the gates where a white truck waited, marked with a black feather symbol. Three men and one woman stood beside it, dressed in black, their bodies covered in tattoos. Slyagnor's pack.
My knees weakened when I saw them. One of the men stared straight into my soul. His face was scarred and brutal. I broke down crying again.
I did not want to go with him.
The woman stepped forward and slapped me hard across the face.
"Shut the fuck up," she snapped as she grabbed my face and slammed my head downward. I crashed to my knees, pain exploding through my body. She lifted a clawed finger and sliced the side of my face. I bit back my scream.
"Better. Tie her."
My hands were bound, my eyes blindfolded, and I was hurled into the back of the truck like cargo. My body ached everywhere as the doors slammed shut and the truck began to move.
Caleb had truly sold me.
When I'm the reason he was still alive.
I do not know how long we traveled. Time meant nothing. Only fear remained. I had heard whispers about the Black Feather pack and their cruelty toward slaves.
When the truck stopped, a man dragged me out. Chains clinked as he shoved me forward. The air smelled like wet stone and blood. I heard screams. Female cries. Howls of agony. Guards growled, forcing silence.
Then the blindfold was ripped off.
A cell.
Two beds stood inside. A pale young woman sat on one of them, staring at me with hollow eyes. The gate opened and I was thrown inside.
"Enjoy your stay, slave," the guard said with a smirk.
I collapsed to the floor and sobbed. The girl rushed to me and wrapped her arms around me.
"It's okay. It'sokay," she whispered softly.
After a while, she helped me onto the bed.
"My name is Celeste," she said.
I asked why she was here.
"My father sold me. He owed the Beast," she said quietly. "I have been here five days."
We stared at the cold stone walls.
"New slaves stay here first before they are sent below," she explained. "The others are not so lucky."
She showed me wounds given by guards and even by other slaves.
"I cried for three days. Then I stopped. I accepted it," she said bitterly. "I was alone before you came."
My heart pounded as I asked the question I feared most.
"Have you seen Slyagnor?"
She shook her head. "No one sees him. Only his Queen Rebekah and his right hand Dimitri go near him."
Footsteps echoed in the halls. A guard appeared.
"It's time."
My heart dropped. "Time for what?" I whispered.
"To serve," Celeste replied quietly. "There is a party."
The fear in her eyes destroyed whatever strength I had left.
They took us through the woods, and we soon joined other slaves. Then, we were led into a nearby lake and asked to strip naked and bathe in the shockingly cold water. Afterward, we were given white, transparent clothes to put on, wearing absolutely nothing underneath. I immediately tried covering myself after I put it on, but a guard suddenly slapped my hand away as his eyes roamed slowly over my body. His hands cupped my breasts, and I winced, trying hard to push his hands away in disgust. He pushed me closer while the other guards laughed loudly.
"You are so fucking gorgeous," he whispered. "What's your name?" He forced me to speak up, tightly holding my face.
He breathed me in deeply. "Fuck…I bet you will taste as good as you look." His tongue licked across my face, and I tried desperately to push him off me, but he wouldn't move an inch. I spat directly on his face, and he immediately pushed me away, viciously slapping me hard.
He made me join the line, and I looked quickly at Celeste, who stared back at me with pure fear in her eyes. We walked down the hills and through the wood until a large house, more like a mansion, came clearly into sight. This place looked like an entire town unto itself. As we got closer, the music playing got noticeably louder.
We entered the grounds, and my eyes widened in horror at the sight of what I saw. Naked bodies were completely entangled together. Music played loudly as they devoured each other, kissing and having sex openly.
Tattoos of black feather designs covered their bodies. Their eyes glowed different, unnatural colors. The red eyes were the normal Alphas who dominated the others, while the yellow and blue eyes belonged to the Betas and Gammas. The air was filled with screams and moans as they pleasured themselves publicly. I looked at them with sheer disgust as we were immediately told to serve them food and paint their bodies while they were busy engaging in sexual activities.
Some of the slaves were quickly dragged into their disturbing fantasy as they were asked to strip naked. I stayed very close with Celeste as we picked up trays and started serving them.
As much as I truly tried to avoid being dragged into having sex, I moved further into the halls to get away from it all. Suddenly, one man abruptly pulled me toward him. He was a Beta.
He immediately forced me to strip, but I vehemently refused. He grabbed me tightly by the neck as he roughly ripped my clothes off. I yelled out, and tears slipped quickly down my face as I tried desperately to get out of his painful grip. I pushed him so hard that he hit the nearby wall, gasping for breath. He stormed back toward me, slapping me hard across the face.
I shook my head violently, the sheer terror choking me. "No. Please, don't touch me."
"How dare you refuse me," he snarled .
Just when he was about to go further with the assault, a sudden, commanding voice came through the noise.
"Leave her right now," he ordered sharply, and the Beta instantly froze.
The Beta turned quickly to face him.
"Dimitri," he whispered, quickly bowing low. "I am so sorry, Lord," he said, and then he quickly excused himself and vanished.
I stood completely still, desperately covering my body with my hands.
Dimitri stepped deliberately toward me.
He was incredibly tall. He was undeniably powerful.
He studied me for a long, unsettling moment.
Then, very slowly, he extended his hand toward me.