The Alpha's Enslaved Luna

Ethan's Pov.

I was still sitting out the porch when I heard footsteps from behind me, I turned to see Alpha Tyler moving toward me.

“Alpha Ethan, you are still here? I thought one of my guards would have showed you your room… these people are so incompetent.”

“Very very I tell you…but it's no problem, I’m actually just enjoying view, it is been quite a long time since I stayed amd watched the moon. It looks so beautiful.” I said to him before turning back stare at the moon again.

“Yeah it is… You want me to show you to your room now, or…?”

“Oh, of course, I will love to, Alpha Tyler.” I said to him and then, he led the way.

We passed through corridors, went up the stairs, we passed a few painting on thwell as well. I wanted to aks him to send me one if the paintings but what happened today was enough.

As we continued to stride through the corridors, my mind stopped for a second, the words coming from Alpha Tylers mouth started to fade as my mind drifted off. I thought about her again.

I pray she's alright…I thought. I wanted to ask Alpha Tyler about her but, I had a rethink, I didn't want to raise any form suspicions at all, whereas she is just an ordinary slave…

“You will need to change your clothes first, you can not spend your time in my house and expect me to not take care of everything you need…”

That was when I even noticed I was still wearing his heavy, big attire.

“Come… I think I have a shirt that will fit you perfectly.” he said, changing direction to the right corner of the passage.

After a long while of turning different routes, we finally got to a room, its door was painted with gold. He opened it. The room waa quite spacious and wide, with a king sized bed in the middle of it.

“Welcome to my room.”

He walked to the corner where the wardrobe was, he opened it, searching for a shirt.

As he searching for my clothe, I used my eyes to admire the room; the table at the center, the glittering chandelier and alsl, the bed again. But something caught my eyes, I saw a G-string panties lying on the floor. Maybe, it was from one of those maids he had slept with before.

“You sure know how to have a lot of fun,” I teased. He turned to me and I used my eyes to point at the G-string panties on the floor.

“Oh. ” He laughed out loud, usung his foot to kick it under the bed.

“Wow, how many do you sleep with in a day?”

“I can't tell you that, Alpha Ethan… but just know that I have fun whenever I want.”

I kept mute, I was now scared, scared that the maid, his supposed mate were also part of the maids he slept with.

“Here. I think this will fit perfectly.” He said and handed me a red and white shirt, it had a horizontal striped pattern.

“Yeah, it will. Thank you.” I smiled and accepted it from him.

“Erm… I think I should excuse you to change up, I will be right back.” He excused himself.

“Oh, sure. No problem.” I replied to him.

“If you need any other thing, I am one call away.” he said an with that, he opened the door and left me in the room to be alone.

I took my bath,trimmed my body hairs a little before slipping into the shirt he gave me. It suited quite well too.

**

Emma’s POV.

Alone in my dark, four corner room, I used a wet blanket to massage my hands and legs. The whole of my body ached and nobody was there to help me; just me, myself and the emptiness I felt inside.

“Ouch…”I cried silently when the blanket touched an open cane marks.

The pain I was feeling was intense and sharp, not that other times it wasn’t, but this one just felt different.

It was because of him! I said to myself…I mean, what was so so special about him that made me react in a way I haven't in my life? Who is he? Why do I feel like jumping on him and allowing to do away with me romantically?...I cringed so hard at the last thought. I hated him now for no reason.

“He is so heartless and rude…” I sniffed, “he didn't even try to rescue me from my masters wrath, he just there, looking at them hit me like a dog.”

I regret even stepping out of this room earlier. If only I had stayed put and told that old lady that I wasn't going to go out, I wouldn't have been in this mess. Or even met him.

Why am I even here? What happened to my parents? Yes, I they died but what actually took place on that day?...

All these things and many more were what was running through my head as I sat there, on the rickety spring bed, massaging my wounds.

I really needed to know who my real parents were, what they look like and why they abandoned me to languish in this dungeon…

I was still lost in my ocean of random thoughts when I heard a knock on the door. My heart skipped, I began feeling it want to rip off from my rib cage.

“Maybe, he is here again to have his way with me. Him and his sister, Mistress Ava…”

I heard the knock again, but this a voice called out.

“Heyy, Emma, open up… it's me, Alyssa…”

***

Alyssa, Alyssa jones was the first person I met when I joined in the new pack. She was nice to me, the best person one would consider a companion.

“So, how did you come here because the way you look tells me you are not a native from around here.” She had asked me one certain time while we were doing our daily household chores.

“Me? My case is a long story, very long that if I start to explain, you might get confused and I think I’m a mad person.” I said, trying to be funny.

Well, she got the joke. She knew I didn't want to explain myself or talk about anything close to my personal life because for real, my life was truly a mess.

She just smiled and said, “Okay. I understand.”

From there, our bond grew stronger. We always talked about everything, at any place, at any time…

But there was a time she did something and they had to lock her up in the real dungeons. She was just trying to save me from the grasp of my evil master, Alpha Tyler…