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"Yvette, you bxxcx, where is my bracelet? Who the hell took my bracelet?" an angry female voice demanded, accompanied by rushing footsteps.

I was preparing breakfast in the kitchen when the door slammed open. The force was so strong that the hinges came undone and the door crashed to the ground. Because of this, I could already see all kinds of bugs rushing in—maybe even a snake or two. If any bugs were found in today’s meals, I would be the one to suffer the consequences.

I angrily picked up a a steel ladle and held it out in defense against at the raving she-wolf. If I hadn’t done that, she would have immediately knocked me down.

"Madam, I haven’t seen your bracelet because I haven’t been to your room.”

“Oh, you didn’t? Well, I ordered you to clean it yesterday. Do you not take me seriously?" She slapped me in the face for not doing her bidding.

My hand rose to cover my aching cheek, and I tamped down the desire to retaliate. I reminded myself that I was a servant now. If I wanted to stay alive, I had to be submissive.

My name was Yvette Presley, and I was turning eighteen years old tomorrow. I lived with the Slaughter Pack led by the Alpha, Wade Miller, and his Luna, Christina. They had about 60 werewolves in their pack. They also had a servant girl who was in charge of cooking and doing laundry. Who was this unlucky girl? Me. I did all the chores. I lived among this group of beasts, but I had a grudge against them. I used to belong to the Blue Dream Pack, but it no longer existed. Its men, women and even children have all been brutally slaughtered by Wade’s pack.

I was ten years old at the time, and I survived out of sheer luck. I used to be the princess of our pack. My father, Lucas Presley, was the Alpha. He was a great leader—kind and fair to everyone. But what was the use? He was killed anyway. You might think that I survived because the villainous Slaughter Pack had some conscience left, but you would be wrong. They just wanted free labor.

In this world, the strong ruled the world. Kindness was not an armor. You could only rely on the wolf blade and other weapons to protect you.

You might say that I was a princess in trouble, but I just needed to lie low for the time being until an opportunity to get away arose. Maybe. Tomorrow was my birthday. My goal of emancipation was close to being realized.

But for now, I had to work and look for a dxxn bracelet. Did this ugly she-wolf think that a bracelet could make the males in the pack go crazy for her? She was better off smashing her face with a hammer and then getting plastic surgery.

Alpha Wade Miller was a tyrant. He was infamous for his cruelty, especially towards his enemies. He was responsible for wiping out my pack, but he didn't treat his own people much better. Wade and his Luna, Christina, had a son named Darren. He was also a dissolute villain. Like father, like son.

"Hurry up and find my bracelet." The she-wolf grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the kitchen. If I wasn’t so skinny, I might have been strong enough to fight back.

I found myself being pulled along the halls of Wade’s villa. The floors were carpeted, and because it was so comfortable to walk on, I sometimes liked to remove my shoes and pad about barefoot. Out of the blue, I heard moans coming from the master bedroom. It seemed that Wade was in there, having sxx with another she-wolf. Their gxxps were loud enough to be heard across the floor. The air stank of pheromones. Another female voice joined in the noise, telling me that there was more than one she-wolf in Wade’s bed. But it was not uncommon in this household for different she-wolves to slxxp with Wade. After all, he was the Alpha.

“Never mind them. Be quiet, go to my room and look for my bracelet,” the she-wolf holding my arm hissed at me with a resentful look on her face. I realized then that she was one of Wade’s sxxxal partners. He most likely didn’t favor her anymore, and that was why she was looking for the bracelet. Did she think one lousy bracelet could put her back in his god graces? Was it a magical bracelet?

I followed her into one of the bedrooms and paused when I saw how messy it was. I would have cleaned it for her yesterday, but I had to do the laundry and cook for the pack. I didn't have time to clean all the rooms in this massive house. Sometimes, I was tempted to poison the Slaughter Pack, but that meant I had to first obtain enough poison to finish them all off. I would also need the guts to do that.

"Hurry up!” the she-wolf shrieked. She was also searching every corner of the room.

I checked the bed and the closet but came up with nothing. The bracelet wasn’t on the bedside table either or under it. As I passed by a mirror, I saw my reflection. Although I was a little skinny for an eighteen year old, I had a beguiling face. Actually, I was a beauty. At that exact moment, the she-wolf caught me looking at the mirror. She glared and yelled, "You bxxxh! You still have time to check yourself out in the mirror? Who the hell are you planning to sxxxxe?”

She slapped me with enough force to push me down to the ground. Thanks to a beam of sunlight from the window, I saw something shiny under the cabinet. It was that dxxn bracelet. I crawled over to the cabinet and fished the bracelet out from under it.

The she-wolf’s personality brightened instantly. “Oh, it's here. Thank God. I thought I lost it. I wanted to wear this for Darren's Alpha ceremony.”

Yes, in a few days, Darren was set to become the Alpha of the Slaughter Pack. Many upper class members of different packs were going to attend this event. It was also an opportunity for she-wolves to dress up in fancy clothes. Of course, I was not included.

"Why are you still standing there? Go back and cook,” the she-wolf told me ungratefully.

These past eight years, I have been living with the beasts who killed my family and made me their servant. My room was originally a storage space beside a bathroom. Could you imagine a bed crammed in a space that was a meter wide and less than five meters long? It was already uncomfortable to sleep in when I was still short. Now that I am taller, I needed to curl my legs or else they would hang over my tiny bed. My blanket was a musty old carpet.

I returned to the kitchen and resumed cooking breakfast. And then something went wrong.

"What's in this soup? Is this a grasshopper? Yvette! Come here!”

I had been sitting on a stool in the kitchen, gnawing on a leftover bone from the soup, when I head the scream. It sounded like it was coming from another she-wolf whose name I never learned.

I walked over to her, and she showed me the poor green insect. It must have flown in after the kitchen door fell over. I have to nail that door back on later. But to hxxl with it all! My days of suffering were coming to an end.

"Eat it,” she ordered. When I didn’t immediately obey, she slapped me. Everyone else around us burst into laughter.

I covered my stinging cheek and shook my head. I refused to eat bugs. Only birds ate bugs. I was a fxxking werewolf.

She raised her hand to slap me again, but I deftly grabbed her wrist.

"Don't touch me," I told her warningly. I used to pretend to be submissive and allowed others to push me around, but I was getting tired of it. By doing this, I hoped that, as punishment, I would be forbidden from showing my face around the pack. There was only one more day to go before I turned eighteen. Freedom was only a day away.

“You know the rules, Yvette! We let you live with us out of kindness so you should be grateful," someone called out.

I turned around. When I saw that it was Wade who had spoken, I glared at him. No one else dared to look him in the eye because, well, he was the Alpha. However, he was not my Alpha. How dare this murderer expect me to be grateful? I wisely kept my mouth shut.

"Go fill the water tank! You're not allowed to have dinner until it’s full!” he added, using his Alpha voice. I rolled my eyes but turned to do as I was told.

It was really tiring to carry water back and forth. This was all because Darren's Alpha ceremony was coming up. Wade didn’t want anything to go wrong. That was why he was making me fill the water tank, in case there were more guests than expected.

"Honey, we should have left her for dead when we found her. Maybe we can still sell her to another pack,”I heard Christina say before I left.

“Be my guest." I turned back and sneered. “I'd like to see you cook and clean for this pack. You can't even boil water.”

"Little bxxxh!” she screamed and slapped me. Because I got slapped a lot these past eight years, her slap didn't hurt as much as it used to.

"Is that all you’ve got?” I taunted before walking away. I heard her curse and complain behind me. She was a bxxxh. I never understood how she came to be a Luna. I went down to the laundry room where two big wooden barrels waited to be filled. You might have wondered why I continue to stay here. The answer was simple. I had a place to live, to eat, and to sleep. Although my bed was small, it was still better than sleeping on the floor or out on the streets. Besides, the first step to revenge was to know your enemy. My current strength was at a minimum, but I was expecting to become stronger.

At the moment, I had no allies, but I knew that I was going to have a wolf soon. When it came, I wasn’t going to be alone anymore.

I hoped that the Moon Goddess would take pity on me and grant me a mate who would love, cherish and protect me. If I never found my fated mate, I swore to wander the world. No one could stop me. I was leaving this place in a few days. As an adult werewolf with the blood of an Alpha running through my veins, it would be my right.

Darren's P.O.V.

I was next in line to become the Alpha of our pack, and it was happening tomorrow. Some people think I was not qualified but I was definitely going to do better than my father. I planned to lead the pack with pride and make us stronger. I also aimed to win the hearts of many she-wolves. Currently, I wasn’t alone in my room.

I was having sxx with a she-wolf whose name I couldn't even remember. But what do names matter when our bodies do the talking? My favorite way to do it was doggy-style which seemed more fitting to the fact that we were werewolves. I plunged my cxxk into the she-wolf, reveling in the moist warmth that wrapped around my pxxxs. Her nails dug into my shoulders. It hurt a little bit, but the pain just added to the pleasure.

"Yes! Darren! That's right, baby. Fxxk me hard!”

"I told you not to say my name!” I yelled at her. I hated it when my bed partners talked or said my name.

It was a shameful thing to admit but I had a strange addiction. Every time I wanted to clxxxx during sxx, I had to imagine that it was Yvette who was under me and not some other she-wolf. If I didn’t, I would have gone limp in mere seconds. This was my most fatal weakness. After all, Yvette was a lowly servant girl.

I, the future Alpha of the Slaughter Pack which was known for its pure bloodlines, relied on a maid to stay hard. It made it seem like she was a kind of medicine in human society—Viagra. Yes, Yvette is my Viagra.

As long as I imagined Yvette under me, my dxxk would harden like iron. Seven months ago, I turned eighteen. I realized then that Yvette was my fated mate. She was only seventeen at the time so she was still a minor. I couldn’t fxxk her, not only because she was underage, but also because she was a slave.

When we realized that she was my mate, my wolf, Isaac, became very excited. I didn’t feel the same way. I couldn’t understand why the great Moon Goddess would pair me with such a lowly female. I wanted to reject our partnership, but Isaac quarreled with me about this.

Every time I brought a she-wolf to my room or my office for sxx, Isaac and I would argue in my mind. He was convinced that Yvette was our mate for life, but I had already made up my mind to turn her down. At the moment, I was thinking about Yvette. Since Isaac and I were connected, I couldn't help admiring her beauty along with him. But Yvette’s attractiveness was a fact. She had long brown hair, blue eyes, peach-colored lips, a beautiful smile and an enticing body. Although she was skinny, her physical development was not affected. Her brxxxxs were not small either. At the thought of her sxxy body, my dxxk swelled and my control snapped.

My hxps sped up. My dxxk went in and out of the she-wolf's cxxt. There was no other sound in the room except the slapping of my hxps against rear. This was the biggest gift from the goddess of nature.

I groaned when I reached my cxxxxx. “Wait!” the she-wolf shouted. She had sensed that I was going to oxxxxm, but it was too late. I pulled out, turned her over quickly and jxxzed all over her abdomen and brxxxxs.

"I haven't come yet!” she protested as I slumped over on top of her. We stayed still for a while.

"Baby, don't stop. I haven't come yet,” she whined.

I stayed quiet because I was a little embarrassed. Our coupling was like a firework show. There were sparks, and I felt a little disappointed that it was over.

"That's too bad. Get out my office now,” I told somewhat apologetically.

"Bxxxxxd!” she shouted and left. To be honest, I didn’t care whether the girls I slept with cxxxxxed or not. However, if an Alpha could give his bed partners multiple oxxxxms and left them in a trembling mess, it was a boost to their self-confidence.

Tomorrow was Yvette's birthday. I was ready to see if she really was my fated mate. I planned on rejecting her and doing it in front of the whole pack. However, I was a little worried that I wouldn’t be able to get an exxxtion in the future. If I really couldn’t get it up after turning her down, it would be a tragedy for the Slaughter Pack.

"Don't reject our mate! What is wrong with you?” Isaac growled in my mind.

"Shut up, Isaac! My mate can't be a weakling like her. Even if her body is enticing, she's not qualified to be my mate!” I shouted back at my wolf, not backing down.

"If you hurt her, you will regret it. I’ll never let you off the hook!" threatened Isaac.

"Calm down. We will have another mate. The Moon Goddess will give us a second chance,” I told him reassuringly.

"Yvette has great potential. You know, she is a rarity in our clan.”

"I don't want to argue with you anymore. I'm the Alpha. If Moon Goddess is really wise, she should have known that I need a powerful Luna. She will give us a second mate, a better one.”

"Did your brain get sxxked out of your dxxk by some she-wolf, Darren?”

"Don't argue with me, Isaac. I am the Alpha.”

But Isaac continued to nag so I tuned him out of my thoughts.

I got up and freshened up in my private shower. Yes, my office had a private shower for convenience. I let the hot water splash over my body. I have had my share of so many she-wolves but none of them were my Luna, the she-wolf I was destined to be with. My Luna was going to be the person I loved so much. It could not be Yvette.

“Yvette is our Luna,” Isaac argued.

I knew what I was doing, but what Isaac said was true. The Moon Goddess rarely gave second chances. I wore pants, pulled on a pair of shorts and stepped out into my office. The room was a mess and it reeked of the she-wolf I slept with. Was I being two-faced? Perhaps. Everything that was acceptable earlier seemed unbearable now that I had oxxxxmed. I asked someone to call Yvette to my office. I needed her to clean off the stink left by the she-wolf. I couldn’t imagine bonding with her because she didn’t have a wolf. Even if she had a wolf, she was not a member of my pack so it was unlikely for us to have a spiritual connection.

A few minutes later, Yvette entered with cleaning materials and a bucket. She wore an old T-shirt which was too big for her. She also wore a pair of faded pants. It was her everyday outfit, but her pants clung to her nice round buttocks that it made me lean in unconsciously. Her hair was tied back into a high ponytail, revealing her slender neck. I shook my head to clear my mind. I knew that these thoughts were Isaac’s.

I hated feeling an attraction to her. She was just a dirty servant girl. As an Alpha, I didn’t want to be connected to her.

She wiped at the spot where I had sxx with the she-wolf. The sofa cushion that had been soaked in body fluids was replaced.

I noticed that her movements were hurried and chuckled under my breath. Torturing people was fun; but for some reason, my heart felt like it was being twisted.

"Hurry up!” I snarled at her. I wanted her out of my sight. My attraction to her drove me crazy. She was turning eighteen in less than twenty-four hours. I was getting a stronger feeling that she was my fated mate.

"Calm down. I'm almost done, you bxxxxxd," she muttered as she stood and turned to walk away. The floor was now clean.

"What did you say to me?” I growled, seizing her arm and forcing her to face me. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her closer. I glared at her. Most she-wolves would tremble and flinch, but she didn’t. It was because she was not part of the pack. I couldn’t make her give in. She stared back at me with her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I found myself getting lost in them. My gaze dropped to her lips. I wanted to kiss her. Although I just had sxx, my body started reacting to hers. I felt ashamed by my thoughts. She's just a lowly servant, I told myself, but an instinct drove me to the edge of losing control.

"Fxxk off!” she screamed and pulled away from my grip. Her blatant rejection hurt my feelings. But I didn't let my disappointment show, and I watched her walk away.

Yvette's P.O.V.

I was in the middle of filling the water tank when Darren ordered me to clean up his office—his sxx room to be exact. Geez. Another job. I was already tired from cooking and washing, but I had no other choice but to obey his order.

It took some effort but I cleaned up that disgusting place. I wanted to offer advice to the poor girl who was going to take over my duties after I left. If she had to clean up after Darren, I would suggest wearing a mask and gloves. If possible, it was better to wear a protective garment. But I had a feeling she would have gotten a beating if she did that.

After that close-up with Darren, I needed to take a shower to get rid of the stench. Unfortunately, I was not allowed to use the bathrooms in the house so I had to wash off in a river. The nearest river was some distance away from the house.

For filling the water tank, I drew water from a well near the territory. The river was too far and I needed to make multiple trips. Before I could set out for the river, I had to prepare dinner. After dinner, the table was a mess so I cleaned it, washed the dishes and put away the tableware. Only then could I return to my room and prepare for my bath.

Summer was about to come to an end, but the weather was still quite warm. It was a good time to bathe in the river, maybe even go on a little swim. But to get there, I needed to climb over a little hill. It made going back to the house take longer.

The river was clean and flowed continuously. It was said that the river started at the foot of a mountain and its water was melted snow from the peak.

I snuck out of the villa with only the moon to guide me. At night, no one cared about the life or death of a slave. Fortunately, I had good night vision. After crossing the hill, I heard the sound of running water. I had arrived at the riverside.

I looked up at the moon and realized that tomorrow was my birthday. I was finally turning eighteen years old. I prayed to the Moon Goddess for a good life and wished that I would never give up myself. My parents wouldn’t have wanted me to be the kind of person who gave up easily.

I felt a tear roll down my cheek and quickly wiped it off. I placed my clean clothes and towel on a huge rock by the river, and then I shrugged out of my clothes that reeked of Darren’s scent. I stepped in the water and immediately shivered from the cold. Fortunately, as a werewolf, I wouldn’t get sick or frostbite, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t feel cold. I wet my hair and washed my body with a piece of soap that I got every two months to keep clean.

After adapting to the temperature, I began to swim. I felt healed just by being in the water. The water skimmed over my body, and it felt like a hug.

When I got tired, I returned to the shore and sat on the huge rock.

I no longer smelled like Darren. I rinsed my hair until there was no soap left, and then I pulled my hair up into a bun. I changed into my clean clothes which smelled like the summer wind that blew over the lake near my old house. I thought of my dead family, missing them a lot.

I began to walk back to the house. No one noticed my arrival.

I went to my room to sleep. I curled up on my bed, pulled the blanket over me and closed my eyes. But before I could fall asleep, I heard a voice. No one else was there, but the voice was clear and audible.

"Hello, Yvette.”

"Who’s there?”

"My name is Daisy. I'm your wolf.”

“Oh. Hello, Daisy. It’s nice to finally meet you.” I was very excited. After so many years, I finally have my own wolf.

"I'm sorry.”

"Sorry for what?”

"I'm sorry that I wasn’t there for you while you grew up. I'm sorry for all the pain you had to go through. I saw your memories and was saddened to know how much you have suffered.”

"I had no choice but to endure.”

"But you have an Alpha’s blood running through your veins. And you have me now.”

"That will be our secret for the time being.”

“Yvette, we will get through this. Together. I’ll always be with you from now on. I promise.”

"Thank you. I'm really glad you're in my life now.”

“I’m not just your friend. I’m your new family.”

After that, I fell asleep with a smile on my face. I finally had my wolf. Now, I could take control of my own destiny. Tomorrow was my final day with the Slaughter Pack.