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The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter

“Why do you have scars?” All of sudden, Iris changed the topic, as she looked at Cane in the eyes. She was still clutching to his sleeves. “Your father gave me,” Cane replied. He thought, Iris wouldn’t remember this conversation when she woke up. “That must be so painful.” “They are.” “Will the scars heal?” “I don’t think so.” The night indeed made you vulnerable and let you said something that you would never admit when it was bright. The obscurity softened your heart. “Too bad. You have a warm soul.” Iris frowned slightly. “I no longer have a soul.” He had sold his soul for the freedom of his people. There was nothing left of him right now. “Yes, you have, but you are in so much pain.” Iris blinked her eyes. “Your beast is in pain. You have so many scars.” “The only scars that I have is on my face.” Iris shook her head meekly. “I am not talking about your face. I am talking about your soul. Too bad, you are in so much pain… what my father and brother had done to you must be painful…” And after that, Iris closed her eyes and fell asleep. ====================== She is the daughter of an alpha who has killed his family, razed his pack and has also made his people slaves. Now, he has achieved revenge after ten years of being treated as a slave and was living a life that no one would ever imagine. Life akin to hell. And ten years later, Alpha Cane manages to take over and kill the alpha who has made the lives of his people worse than death. It was time for him to make the children of the alpha pay for what their father had done. Only… Iris was a runt and she was very different from her father.

i_want_to_sleep · Fantasy
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THE WELCOMING PARTY

"I- I can… I can please you…" Iris lowered her head. Her cheeks burned. She must have gone crazy and be beyond desperate to be able to propose something like that.

But then, it would be better for Cane to be the only man who ever touched her, rather than to be exchanged among the alphas for their pleasure.

Because that was what they usually did to the slaves and she was one of them right now. She watched how a slave got raped until she died miserably before. She had seen the pain on her face and how her eyes slowly dimmed, as life snuffed out of them.

This was only a fraction of the things that she remembered when she witnessed the party years ago. Meanwhile, all the alphas laughed at the slave agony and simply tossed her body away to be replaced by someone else.

It was so callous, as if their lives meant nothing.

And there was a high possibility that Iris would have to endure the same thing. She was a slave now. A war prisoner, a slave for Cane nonetheless.