Alpha King’s Virgin Slave
Chapter 8

Lorena

POV

I don't know how long I had been inside the cell for, but I wasn't fed. Being a foodie, I was deprived of it because of the Alpha king. Just thinking about he wanted me to stab him until he bleeds out and at 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.

I agree that I am shameless, but you can't blame a girl who lacks attention all her life and was easily seduced by none other people than the Alpha king. I sounded like an hypocrite who talk about killing Alpha king Fenrir when I wanted him to touch me. I wanted to feel his touch all over me. I wanted him inside of me, and just the thought about that made me lowered my hand down to my p***y. I played with my C**t and massaged it while thinking about the Alpha king. "Mmmmmmmm," I moaned as I thrust two of my fingers inside my p***y. "F**k!" I increased the pace and fantasized about the king. The way his hands touches me, the feeling of his skin against mine and his amazing smell made me screamed out loud.

I was so into satisfying myself that I didn't realize that the cell door had opened.

"Look at you acting like you don't want me to give you a good f**k!"

I gasped when I heard his deep voice. I quickly removed my fingers from my p***y and straightened the suit in 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 chuckled, and he crouched to my level. Because of the little light the penetrated from the window, I couldn't see his face clearly. "Seeing how you are smelling like s*x, I must say that you are really a s*x slave!"

How dare he say that? That was disrespectful because it wasn't what I wanted and if not for him, then 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 s*x 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 nice offer and I wanted that because it means that I'll be free from the life of slavery, but it means I would have to succumb to him.

The man who ruined Every human lives. It will mean that I have to become his whore. "You want me to warm your body for me to 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 had laughed, one would think that 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 twist it. I winced in pain, but I didn't show how I truly felt at that moment because he'll 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 attacked humans and ruined their lives."let...." I struggled to speak and continued holding his hands as if my life depended on it, which it truly does.

After a few seconds, he finally lets's go of me. I gasped out loud and coughed out 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 rather die than let you control me! I rather die than being your s*x slave!" I retorted and grabbed a handful of my hair. "I rather..." I paused and bites my lips. "You should watch your back because I am going to kill you!" Alpha king Fenrir bought into laughter and tutted at my threats. He probably thought that I couldn't do it, but I had other plans. Even though his touch made me feel things and take me to a different world, I still detest him. I hated him to the core.

"Killing won't be if you don't come closer to 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 s*x 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 inside here for two days," with that being said, he walked out of the cell, and it was left opened.

As soon as he left, I contemplated on what he had said by two weeks, and I only realized that when two guards walked into the cell and dragged me out of the cell. "Where are you taking me to?" I demanded, but none of them answered me. I screamed, kicked, and even cussed at them, but none of them answered them. 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 center 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 up, 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-thirty's and looked the oldest in the room. In her hand was a cane, and she walked towards me, raising it up. "Who the hell are you?"

Instead of answering me, she hit me on the back with the cane. I thought I was dreaming until another lash landed on my back.

This was what Alpha king Fenrir meant when he said he gave me two weeks. He was going to make me go through hell.