My entire body would soon be adorned with bruises, marks, and scars. What if he terminates my life prematurely or incinerates a portion of my body?
The Alpha King is an unhinged individual, and his unpredictable behaviour renders him capable of anything at any moment. Combating him is no longer effective, particularly now that he has diminished my strength with his elixir. I would be incapable of striking him, even if afforded the opportunity; I feel utterly exhausted and ineffectual. I required salvation; I really wanted someone to liberate me from him. I am gradually losing my sense of self with each day I spend in his presence.
I wiped away my tears and proceeded to dry my body as I exited the shower. The darkness was encroaching, and I was experiencing significant hunger.
I had stated that I would refrain from consuming any food here, but at this moment, I intend to prepare something to eat. After the incessant interactions with him, I am feeling quite famished and require a substantial amount of food.
I searched the closet for apparel but found no women’s attire. I continued to search through his collection of garments, although I found nothing.
This was the inaugural occasion I had to don clothing since my arrival here. All I have done is bathe, then recline on the bed unclothed and engage in s****l intercourse.
I could not leave here unclothed, so I donned his shirt. The garment terminated somewhat above my knees, after which I donned a pair of crocs located in the corner and exited the room.
Upon exiting the room, I did not observe his presence nearby. I traversed the living area and adjacent tiny rooms, although I still did not locate him. I intended to venture outside, but the frigid wind struck me with such force that I hurried back indoors.
Where has he departed? I was compelled to ponder. I neither cared for him nor missed him, heaven forbid! I find it peculiar that he would choose to grant me some distance. I have not been alone for more than ten minutes since our arrival at this beach property. At present, it seems surreal that I have been left alone for nearly forty minutes.
I hope he has not ventured out to commit further nefarious acts. I will perpetually pray for the safety of my loved ones. I am steadfast in my belief that it is merely a matter of time before I am reunited with them.
The growling in my abdomen recalled the reason for my absence from the room. I walked around the home, attempting to locate the kitchen. It is to be hoped that he possessed the decency to accumulate a substantial quantity of provisions.
I paused as I heard the sounds emanating from a room I passed. I intended to continue walking, but the Alpha King’s voice captured my attention.
Whom was he addressing? What caused his apparent disturbance? To gain further insight into their conversation, I approached the door of the room in where they were confined.
I perceived the unusual male voice, which appeared to be as troubled as the Alpha King. The door was soundproof, necessitating the employment of my werewolf-enhanced auditory perception to eavesdrop on them. Utilising my werewolf ability proved challenging because to his foolish elixir; nonetheless, I ultimately succeeded and was able to perceive several things.
The Alpha King stated that he murdered his brothers to attain the Alpha rank, which caused me to gasp audibly, fearing I could have been overheard.
What actions did he undertake? He is reprehensible! How could he engage in such an action? Shedding the blood of eight royals for his egocentric ambitions, he is a monster unparalleled.
What prompted the Moon Goddess to designate him as my mate? If he had not rejected me first, I would have continued to be his partner until today. I am fortunate that he rejected me; I would choose death over having a killer as a partner. Thank the Goddess for Jimmy, my second chance partner.
I re-listened and heard him declare his intention to kill Don, which instantly induced panic in me.
I pray no harm befalls Don. If only I could alert him to the machinations of the Alpha King.
I remained engrossed in my thoughts as the door opened and the man exited, colliding with me. I almost fell, but he grasped my arm.
“Are you well?” he enquired.
I gazed at him vacantly, primarily due to the odd emptiness in his eyes that was characteristic of rogues. He emanated a foul odour of a scoundrel. What similarities would the Alpha King share with a rogue? I desire to have heard every aspect of their discussion.
“Yes, I am well. Thank you,” I said to him, returning my focus to reality.
