Chapter 1
1095 Words
Xianna’s POV
The journey was a long and terrifying one, made through deserted regions and war zones. The shootings of guns and blasts of bombs on our way coming here made my heart skip a million times. I feared we would even reach our destination alive. About four hours later, we arrived.
Another life of misery set to begin.
The truck rode through the smooth concrete driveway of the estate, it was larger than I could ever expect. The back had little windows we could peep through. Servants and maids scurried over the grounds, performing one task or the other. It was evening and I wondered if they had been working all day. Behind each group of servants and maids were task masters towering over them with tough faces, glimmering whips in their hands which were ready to strike at any moment.
No one needed to tell me, this is a slave zone and we were the new set of slaves about to be enslaved. Only if it would be physical.
Among the masters was a tall, muscular and handsome young man hitting one of the maids. I flinched, attracted to the scene even as no one seemed to pay attention. Looking closer, she was older, double his age.
My heartbeat ceased.
What the hell?
This happened to be where our truck was just approaching. The view got clearer. The maid was pregnant and yet she was on her knees. We were offloaded from the truck, while others were focused on our slave master, my eyes were on the scene with my heart beating in rage. I couldn’t just keep quiet, my adrenaline never allowed that.
The promise I made before leaving my pack re echoed in my brain, sealing off all fear.
“What did she do that you have to treat her this way with her condition?” I challenged him. “Do you think Alpha Ruiz would be happy seeing you do this?” Even when I knew Ruiz was just as wicked, I thought mentioning a higher up would make him drop the whip but it seems he wasn’t gonna do that.
The moment I mentioned Alpha Ruiz, his eyes glistened with ego, he burst into a loud, terrifying laughter that darkened his eyes while he laughed. I pressed my lips together trying to control the fright that was setting in. His face came closer, his lips towards my ear, I shifted slightly avoiding him.
“You know who I am?” His tone was deep and cold, it was the worst possible moment for me. While attempting to pull myself into order, the sudden grab of his hand over my neck took me by surprise, the next second I was rising in the air, gasping for breath.
“You just came in today, right? And you're challenging my authority? I'll deal with you.”
He lifted his right hand, about to strike, I was already shaking terribly but within a twinkle of an eye, a deep voice was already shouting from the distance.
“Heyyyy! Alpha Ray.”
“Stopppp it!!”
Alpha Ray? Ray? Ruiz?
This must be one of his quadruplet sons. I looked towards where the voice was coming from. Another young man, just as identical as he was but more gentle, dressed rather officially in a pair of black trousers and a black short sleeve shirt, tucked in. Then something on his neck got more of my attention.
A German collar.
Werepriest?
The first question that came to my mind. Nevertheless, I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
“Don’t try that! Enough!”
Slowly, Ray began to set me down, disappointment showing on his face.
“You. Rise!” He signaled to the pregnant maid.
“Thanks so much, Padre.”
So far, I knew this is the Latin word for a priest.
My eyes kept staring at him like I was seeing some foreign being, in my mind, he glowed like an Angel. The first man to act different and speak against the plight of us girls, the whole of my attention was just captured. My wolf leapt in excitement.
“I need to know this man more!” I said to her, still staring till he walked closer, placing his hand over my shoulder and locking eyes with me. “Are you alright?” I squirmed hearing his voice, cool and deep, eyes glowing brown like that of an Angel. His touch along his charms got me shaking. He must have noticed it before releasing me.
I nodded, wishing he would place his hands back, where they belonged.
“What again, Padre Carlos? I've always asked you to stay away from my affair and focus on your spiritual life.”
My eyes immediately shifted back to the first Alpha, jealousy sunk deep in his eyes but Padre Carlos as he called let out a brief smile, one that captured me further.
“Not everyone deserves your harsh treatment,” he simply said. His eyes rolled back to mine but I quickly flinched, fighting back the nervousness which accompanied our eyes meeting.
What does he mean? Am I special?
Alpha Ray ignored, grabbing my arms tightly. “I can’t stand insolent girls.”
“She’s too fragile for this manhandling.” Carlos rushed back, pulling me off his grip. His hand fell from my arm to my waist as Ray attempted to struggle me back to him. Our eyes met again, a sudden strange giggle occurred, my stomach tumbled with some butterflies.
I'd never felt this for any man, I could barely lift my eyes off him.
Goshhhhh!
He looked so damn handsome.
A clap disrupted my bliss.
A laughter erupted, followed by another clap. “You have finally fallen for a girl, Padre Carlos.” His face likewise looked identical, I could tell he was his brother, he kept coming, grinning hard. I lowered my face down, shy and nervous.
“Stop it with your jokes, Damien. I'm celibate.”
“Celibate?” These words left my mouth before I thought of it. Then I paused. “Alpha?” The title he gave his brother who assaulted me, I scanned the four of them. All identical. Back then at my pack, there were stories of the most powerful Alpha having quadruplet sons, the most gorgeous men in the world.
Now, it was reality. The four most handsome men I’d ever seen stood before me, all eyes on me, each with his different expression.
I wished to disappear.
It’s so early for such attention.
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