The Slave Vengeance

Alpha King

The Alpha King has brought me to his pack, the Red Moon Pack, which is the most powerful pack of them all and also the strongest. According to my beliefs, he is a God who is immune to death. He has never been defeated in a fight, and even Zavier is powerless against him.

The Alpha King of the Red Moon Pack, Kaiden Maximus Gray, assisted me in eating, as well as in purchasing a new and lovely outfit. With you, I have no idea what might be wrong with him to be good to be true.

This is something I’ve never experienced before; I can’t help but feel ignorant and awkward while everyone in the group is looking at me and murmuring things like ‘adorable’ and ‘beautiful.’

It was common knowledge that I was a w***e, the most disrespected woman, and a slave to the Alpha of the Silver Bow Pack.

“Delilah,” I restrained myself from overeating because of his presence—I was on the verge of giving up everything because I was terrified of appearing unattractive and embarrassing in his eyes, and it felt strange that I wanted to know what he thought of me.

“I have the honor to speak with Your Majesty. I was completely unaware—”

“No!” he growled as he cut me off. He laughed, brushed his hair, and looked down to see his response. I can’t help but crack a little smile in his direction, but he’s doing his best to keep a straight face in front of me.

I’m sure he’s trying to hide his shame.

But am I making too many assumptions? Do you think an Alpha King would feel ashamed around someone like me? This is the reason why I am consistently injured.

“To which wolf pack do you belong?” He inquired, and at the moment, he was acting quite serious. That question to him gives me the chills, and I have no idea how to respond to it.

I can feel my heart beating in my chest.

“I don't have—”

“Everyone has a pack,” he stated.

I don’t want him to have any reason to suspect me.

The first time I met him was when I ran away.

“W-When. . .” I stammered. I am unable to finish what I am saying.

His usually booming voice had softened to a whisper as he issued the command, “I don’t want you to feel terrified.” I believe that he’s attempting to persuade me

But regrettably, neither Delilah Berkly nor her pack has a place to call home.

“Since I was little. . . I was put out onto the street by my family when I was probably just a few months old, and then someone rescued me and let me reside in their house for like seven years, I think? And decided to lock me up, like giving me difficult duties to fulfill their requirements.”

“I—I. . .” I uttered, but I couldn’t even begin to say everything. I cannot tell the truth because I am too terrified, and I cannot forget the consequences of my past lies.

He suddenly held my hand.

It gives me butterflies in my stomach.

He held my hand; I couldn’t help but feel awkward.

“Hmm?” He spoke softly to me to get an answer to his query.

I cast my eyes downward. "I chose to go on my own and start a new life. They claimed they were responsible for my upbringing for a whopping seven years, so they didn’t even offer me what I deserved for my hard work. I didn’t even want to live, and now that I am, I wish I were already dead!” I screamed out that such things are a lie, except the fact that I have never desired to live or to be saved. . . I have given it a great deal of consideration.

My eyes have never been able to produce a tear.

I suppose you could say that I’m actively working on becoming courageous.

“Delilah. . . I’m sorry,” He fumbled through the words while he attempted to console me with his hand, including the way he held it and the way he moved it.

“I do not understand why you are touching me, Your Majesty. You shouldn’t have touched someone you've only recently become acquainted with. . .” I became so embarrassed that I had to cover my face, which caused him to remove his hand from mine.

I feel like I regretted him to tell him that. It appeared that his hand was warm.

“Yes, but it's just—”

“It is true that the Alpha King is currently chatting with a fresh and lovely female companion. It’s impossible for me not to feel envious of you. Like damn!”

“Although I don’t feel at ease when I’m in her presence, I realize that maintaining a positive connection with her is necessary.”

Those mutterings came from a woman’s mouth as I overheard them. I don’t know if Kaiden was also listening to them, but he didn’t seem to be bothered by it; it was almost as if he hadn’t heard it at all, and he was only looking at me.

He told me, “You're very welcome to live in this pack, Delilah,” It made me feel like my eyes were going to pop out of their sockets.

He let me in. . .

He made me feel welcome.

“W-What? Are you even serious—”

“There’s no one time that I joke around over something severe,” he interrupted me; that hit my heart too hard. I feel like I fell in love with this simple thing about him.

No. This is not a straightforward matter.

This is a very significant matter.

His tone is authoritative and persuasive, and when he informed me of it, he said, “I wanted to have a conversation with you in peace place, Delilah.”

He got to his feet and walked away.

I haven’t conveyed to him how much I appreciate his help yet. I got to my feet and followed him as quickly as I could after he left.

I quickly saw him as he entered through one of the doors. Even though this castle was vast, all I did was chase after him while acting like a complete and utter fool.

I saw him. . . He is ostensibly waiting for me to approach while he is standing there in front of the pool.

It made me chuckle. “Are you going to swim, Your Majesty—”

“You’ve called me with that three times now,” he interrupted me, giving off the impression that he was dissatisfied and wanted only one straightforward action.

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry. . .” I said.

“Kaiden,” I mumbled under my breath while faking a cough. “I just wanted to extend my gratitude for allowing me to come in. You will only ever get the chance to meet me once, and that will be on this particular day, for as many hours as possible before it gets dark. You even talk to me.” I continued, and he responded by giving me his grin, which wasn't even a smile.

“I know, but there’s no need for you to thank me,” he says. My brow furrowed in surprise at his words, and I inched closer to him because I wanted to make sure I heard his words correctly.

His eyes are all on me. He’s shifting it.

“You’re living alone. . .” he muttered.

I sigh. “Yes,” I confidently responded, even though I was lying.

“I don’t know what kind of feeling, Delilah. But I’d think you’re my soulmate,” he finally speaks it. I was curious and gave him an awkward look; it made him uncomfortable now because of my reaction.

“I’m sorry—It’s just. . . I know I told you this quickly. Like I’ve met you just now, but I can feel this feeling like I got love at first sight with you, Delilah. It’s okay for you to think I’m weird if you want, and you feel—”

“No,” I interrupted.

He raised his brow. “I’ve been looking for someone to be my perfect mate and be my Luna. I must be creepy to your eyes now.” His words meant a lot to me.

I felt happy.

But I can still feel it, the feeling of guilt.

I don’t want to be with someone for now.

I wanted revenge.

“You’re not creepy or weird,” I say.

“It’s just I’m not for that, Kaiden,” I added.

I don’t want to make someone feel bad, especially him. I think the same thing, but I don’t know the real meaning of love, and I would start my plan by taking revenge for Zavier first.