The Ruthless Lycan King Fell For His Slave Mate novel Chapter 1

“Oh yes…harder…yes, that feels good,” the female’s loud moans filled the room, her hands clinging to the back of the male whose hips were moving between her legs.

The room filled with the sounds of their lusty voices, moans, and grunts, making it impossible for Lyra to ignore what was going on right before her eyes. Even if they had been any quieter, it wouldn’t have made any difference, because she was forced to watch as her mate had sex with another female.

It wasn’t the first time this was happening. No, she had been subjected to this treatment more times than she could count. And yet, the pain she felt in those instances never ceased. Because of her bond to her mate, him mating with another female caused her intense pain. He knew it, and he enjoyed torturing her with such performances.

Devon, her mate, was a powerful Alpha. He had big ambitions for his pack, and having an Omega mate who could not shift into her wolf form was not part of his plans. Unfortunately, he could not reject her due to the Lycan King’s strict mating rules enforced on Alphas.

The Lycan King required every Alpha to form a mate bond with their Goddess-given mate, otherwise he would strip them of their power and authority. Devon had found the perfect match for himself, a powerful Alpha’s daughter who would make the perfect Luna for him and his pack. But first, he needed to get rid of Lyra. He could not do anything to her in fear of the Lycan King finding out, so he had to be smart about it.

Devon groaned in satisfaction as he came, spilling inside the female beneath him. He looked over at Lyra just to see her eyes squeeze shut. His lips twisted in anger as he pulled from the female and got down from the bed. As always, Lyra was tied to a pole in the middle room. That way, she couldn’t turn away even if she wanted to.

Lyra’s face paled as Devon took a step towards her. Her body grew weak, knowing what was coming. She was forbidden from looking away while he had sex with his partners, and she had just been caught doing so. Such disobedience came with dire consequences, and Devon never showed mercy.

Reaching for a whip hung on the wall, he swung it in the hair and struck her across her stomach. “Who said you could close your eyes?” he demanded.

Lyra lowered her gaze to the ground and gritted her teeth, bearing the pain and holding back a groan.

“Look at me when I talk to you!” Devon roared.

Lyra looked up at him, her eyes filled with hate and loathing. How much longer could she live as a slave in this pack, deprived of any freedom? He had even kept her from going to school! What was he hoping would happen? That she would kill herself and get out of his way? She wished he would just break the bond and set her free.

Meeting his eyes defiantly, she spat at him. “Fuck you.”

Red-hot rage filled Devon’s eyes, and his whip swung again across her middle again. Pain coursed through Lyra’s body. “Who do you think you are talking to?” he demanded, grabbing her chin in his hand. He squeezed her jaw so tight that she thought the bone might crack. “You are just a lowly Omega, know your place!”

The shewolf on the bed, Allison, got down and approached the two. She was the Alpha Princess of Crimson Creek, and she was the one Devon would rather have as his Luna. She could not wait for him to get rid of his useless Omega mate.

She had always loathed Omegas, especially since her mother died of heartbreak after seeing her father have sex with an Omega. How could such worthless creatures have such nerve? They were the dredges of the society, not fit enough to show face in front of Alphas or royalty.