Jax.
The power of the moon brought out the beast in me as I licked my lips, collapsing on the bed just beside Alora. Her soft black hair rested underneath my shoulder as the sound of her cries filled my ears but I didn't care.
She was my slave, she lived for my pleasure.
I closed my eyes, falling asleep immediately as I was thrown into a dream. It was not a familiar dream.
I was on a beach, the waves crashing against each other in front of me in shades of blue, contrasting to the bright blue sky and sparkling under the big orange sun.
Standing in front of me was a woman. She was beautiful, fair, and familiar.
It was Alora.
But she didn't look like the same person who was just asleep beside me in reality.
This Alora was different, her hair was red, wavy and moving with the wind as it flew over her shoulders beautifully. Her eyes were a bright shade of violet, they didn't look sad or tired.
They were so full of life, like the blooming of a violet flower. Her cheeks were fair, red from the cold air and there was a soft smile on her face.
She was beautiful.
Gorgeous even.
And I found myself taking a step towards her. I wanted this Alora whose skin was fair and free from the scars I had inflicted on her. There was no blemish on them, no speck of dust and no wrinkling of her flesh.
Infact, as I looked more closely, the brand wasn't on the left side of her stomach. She wore a beautiful bikini, exposing almost every part of her flesh.
Her curves were perfect and I wanted to run my fingers down those thighs and make her wet for me. My mouth watered, like I was enchanted, hungry to reach her. So I started to run towards her.
I ran like a hungry beast reaching for the last stake of meat.
But as much as I ran towards her, the farther she became.
It was like I couldn't reach her, touch her or hold her in my arms.
I grew confused, looking at the sand under my feet. Why wasn't I getting closer to her despite running miles?
I looked up at Alora and it was like the distance between us had increased again taking her farther away from me.
I grunted in frustration as I turned my gaze to where the brand was supposed to be.
"You're supposed to be mine." I whispered softly, the wind taking my voice as Alora shook her head lightly, offering me a sad smile.
"Not anymore Jax. Not anymore." She whispered.
Something hit me. Something was wrong.
"What are you doing?" I asked Alora, my brows furrowed in confusion as I looked around the beach and the crashing waves behind her. But nothing seemed out of place, but at the same time seemed out of place.
"I'm leaving. Please don't find me Jax. Please…" Her voice echoed in my head and I finally realized what was happening.
"No!" I woke up with a start, my eyes turning to my bedside.
It was empty.
There was no one beside me. She was right! That stupid bitch had left!
I jumped out from the bed, snatching my robe from the chair just as the door to my room flew open.
"Alpha?" My Beta walked in, bowing in submission. I could see him visibly shaking as he knew that I knew already.
"Alora escaped. I have sent out the troops to find her. She couldn't have gone ver-" He started to say as anger filled me suddenly at the confirmation of my thoughts.
I drew back my hands, my claws growing with speed and I slashed at his face, blood splashed against my white robe as flesh buried under my fingers taking off half of his face in anger.
He screamed, collapsing to my feet as I growled.
"Find her or the rest of your face comes off." I said under my breath as everything became a deep shade of red and I turned away from him before he could answer, running to my balcony and jumping off it and landing perfectly on the ground below.
The lingering scent of Alora filled my nose and I growled angrily, changing to my beast, I crouched on the floor.
My clothes ripped off, my bones bent, breaking underneath my skin into odd angles as fur grew rapidly over me.
It didn't take long for me to shift into my terrifying wolf as my eyes turned red, my senses sharpened and I let out a loud roar.
I turned to the woods, and sprinted off in the direction of Alora's scent.
She was mine.
Broken.
Wolfless.
She was all mine, that broken slave was mine and I would find her and punish her in ways she never thought of.
And if she thought she could get rid of the brand, I'll put another one, two, three as much as I wanted all over her.
Jax property. I would brand it over and over on her skin.
She was my property and I would die if anyone else would have her.
Jax is such an asshole, gosh! I really feel for Alora to have ever be with anyone like this. He's a psycho as much as obsessive and possessive.
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Slave. Broken. Wolfless.
I've always been the perfect toy for pain and pleasure to the ruthless Alpha Jax who owned me. Twenty years, I've lived in abuse, torture and slavery so one night I decided to run away from it all to find freedom, only to discover
I had stepped into the pack of our enemy.
I'm taken to their cruel and merciless Alpha Ares who fails to recognize me as Jax's slave so I thought I was free, but the only way he lets me stay in his pack is to be a slave once more.
His slave.
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