Craving My Sister's Mate

14

~Eleanor~

He took me back to the cell and locked it up without saying a thing to me.

I curled in there, my arms crossed against each other, legs pushed towards my chest. I watched as he turned and vanished from my sight, then I sighed not knowing whether I was relieved or not.

It was midnight, and all I could help myself with was to get some sleep, but the thought of him suddenly clouded my mind again. His body lay on that bed as I left his room…I couldn't get rid of it from my mind.

A lump formed in my throat and I swallowed it down. Everything that occurred in the club came resonating again.

His brother…

The s*x we had in that room…

And how I almost got whipped but quickly saved my ass with my mouth in his room. If I hadn't gathered the courage to do that, would he really whip me? But to think of it, what could make someone find pleasure in pain, whether on himself or another?

It wasn't like I committed a huge crime that's unforgivable. Just that I stupidly yearned to have him alone for myself, and hid from him so I could cry my eyes out. I was in the club premises, but they couldn't find me….then he got enraged and wanted to rip my flesh with that wire?

My chest burned as I thought about it now.

But the way he calmed after I took his c**k into my mouth…how his feelings and urge shifted still stunned me. Was that dude okay? What sort of demon is he battling alone?

He was so quiet as I left…not even a glance at his slut.

The man I saw lying on that bed wasn't the cougar who punched his brother until his lips bled…. wasn't the man who dragged his whip to design my body with it…

A pang of pity struck me hard as I thought over it again and again. I felt as though I wanted to go back to him. Not to have him penetrate me, but to share his burdens with him. If only I could read his mind, I could know what was up with him, if he truly killed his family just to take over the rule.

But that's impossible! Who could take the life of their parents when there are orphans out there? Or, was he mistreated like my family does to me?

I shoved my hair to the back and softly bit my lips. It was time I focused on myself.

Even at that, the last thing I would deny was that I didn't still longed for his touch. The way he claimed me…how he made me melt in his touch…I needed that each second.

The cell door clicked and a guard walked in with a brazier. He placed it to the side and left immediately.

I stood and brought the brazier closer, blew it until the cell was heated.

Lying on the bare warm floor, I dozed off.

***

The next morning, I awoke when the alpha’s beta returned. His presence made my wolf jolt and whimper. I didn't know whether to scoff or not, but the expression on the man's face showed he wasn't feeling anything like I do.

“You should follow me….”

As usual, it was just to follow him like his tail. I stood and he laid me out of the prison yard.

We met a young lady whom he stopped before and then turned to me, “Alpha king orders that she's dressed up to take up her work as a slave…..but must be taken care of, as she's also his slut.”

The mistress chuckled and bowed to him, “At his service, beta.”

As the beta left, the lady turned to me, “Dear, you should come with me.” She wore such a bright smile that it awoke butterflies in my belly.

At that moment, I wished my first task as a slave wouldn't be that hectic. I knew I would end up like this, but so long as I find peace and can always see the alpha king, I have nothing to worry about.

I don't even want my sister and parents found. They could live their lives wherever they are. I felt no guilt that I craved my sister's mate. Besides, I wasn't still sure between us who was the real mate, even though my wolf claims we are.

I followed the mistress into a room where there were other ladies. She sent them all out and offered me a chair.

“I'll get you something to eat first. But before I return, you need to have this on.” She handed over a well-wrapped dress to me. “If you need undies, do let me know.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I said and watched her leave. “I don't need undies. Alpha doesn't like it.” I mumbled under my breath and began changing up.

She returned minutes later with a tray of meals which I took from her and didn't hold back to gobble them.

When I was done, she simply packed my hair so that it didn't touch my skin again.

“Your first duty will be to wash the restrooms. You don't have a specific number to wash, just make sure you don't overwork yourself, so that if His Majesty sends for you, you won't look weak to him." She addressed me politely.

I caught her face in the mirror. “Yes, mistress.” I had known there was no way I would end up having so many enemies in this palace. If the mistress could regard me, my workload would be simple and my life easier. Then what else do I ask for?

After she was done, she let go of my hair.

“Beta Andrea has his eyes on you, so do not mess up, please,” she warned and I gave a single nod.

But then, I decided to inquire more about that beta from her. “Why doesn't he smile?” I knew that single question would resurrect any hidden part of that man.

She pouted and said, “Well, I don't know. He's been that way since I got to know him. His wolf doesn't have a rank. So I tell myself that's why he doesn't smile. Who would be happy that their wolf doesn't have a rank?”

My brows creased upon hearing that. His wolf doesn't have a rank just like mine? Or is it that no one knew his rank?

Was that the reason my wolf always found him company? But, how come he became the alpha's beta when his wolf doesn't have a rank? How did they know he was a beta?

“You can start going so you will be done on time.” The mistress's voice pulled my attention. “I am Mistress Avis. What about you?”

My eyes lit up. I hadn't introduced myself properly. “Eleanor…”

She nodded and gestured towards the door. “As you leave, take your right and it will take you to the restrooms.” Her voice sounded as I approached the door.

“Okay, Mistress,” I responded and walked out.

Like she addressed, I took my right and found the restrooms lined up. It was split into two, the male and female restrooms. I think I got to wash just the female restrooms, but when I reached there, there were two ladies busy with the cleaning already.

“Hi,” I drew their attention.

They stood and glanced at each other.

“The mistress said I should clean the restroom. Can I join you two?”

One of them shook her head. “If you're here for the restroom, then you can focus on the male side since we already took this side. Just make sure not to clean less than three.”

I nodded, but was still perplexed as to how I would clean the male restroom when I was a female. “Don't you think…..

“We females do the cleaning. If any of them comes and sees you there, they won't query you because you're doing your job.” the other added instantly as if she read my mind.

A thin line formed on my lips. “Thank you!” Then I headed towards the side where the materials were packed. I took the bucket, mop, and brush. Each restroom should have detergents, disinfectants, and water in them, so I headed towards the building.

Upon reaching, the sound I heard from the inside made the bucket slip from my palm. And what do I hate? My body was instantly responding to that moan…

A female's voice rang out, loud and seductive.

My fingers tangled in my dress.

“f**k me, yeaah. Ohhh, yeaaah…..” She couldn't hold her moans.

Alpha Deves face flashed through my mind and I winked….the many times he's f****d me and how it felt…