The Alpha’s Slave

Madison’s POV:

I slowly opened my eyes, and saw many eyes peering into my face. Fear gripped me, but Lady Delia held me tight.

“What… What happened to me?” I managed to speak though she was still visibly scared.

“You fainted a while ago, but you’re okay now” Lady Delia softly replied.

“What’s with the nice treatment Delia? Have you forgotten what she came here for? She’s a slave now, and shouldn’t be given the impression that she’s a freeborn” Lioness barked.

I gulped nervously, and goosebumps ran down my spine immediately the memories of what happened earlier floated in my mind.

“Was she beheaded?” Was all I could say despite the fact that I tried to stop myself from speaking. I just couldn’t help it, I wanted to know if the young woman I saw earlier was killed for real.

Lady Delia smiled faintly at me, and my heart skipped a beat.

“Did she?” I curved my eyebrows upwards.

“Shut up! Who do you think you are to question us? You’re a slave, and if you misbehave like she did, I won’t hesitate to cut your head off, and serve it to Stone with a platter” Lioness smirked mischievously, and I hiccuped immediately.

Cold shivers ran from my head to my toe, and my mouth was pinned.

They really did kill her? Oh my gosh! Is this how miserable my life have become?

“Let’s go Madison” Lady Delia urged me, and I managed to sprang up running toward her like a toddler running after the Mother.

I dare not turn my face around to look at Lioness. That woman is damn scary.

I continued following Lady Delia quietly with my mind lost in thoughts.

We walked along the hallway, and suddenly she stopped. I wasn’t even thinking straight, so I pressed my chest on her back.

“I’m… I’m sorry lady Delia” I apologized immediately. I can’t afford to be buttered like the girl I saw earlier.

“Madison, I just want you to get your mind off what you saw earlier” Lady Delia’s voice smacked me out of my thoughts.

“Y… Yes?” I stammered blinking my eyes rapidly. Who in his or her right sense forget such a thing? The thought of what happened to that lady kept giving me the creeps.

“I just want you to know that if you adhere to all the instructions given by the Master, then you won’t have any further problems in the castle” Lady Delia patted my shoulder, and I gulped.

“May I ask a question, Lady Delia?” I summoned courage and spoke, I don’t even know from where I got so much courage.

“Yes?” She raised her eyebrows. I took a deep breath before speaking up.

“How come I haven’t seen Stone ever since I was brought into the castle?” I boldly blurted out.

Lady Delia stared at me dangerously, and I bowed my head immediately.

She spared a glance at the golden door on her right before turning her gaze at me.

“You’ll surely meet him soon” Was all she said, and we continue going down the hallway in silence.

Lucien’s POV:

I lighted the wrapped paper of marijuana that was placed in between my lips.

Smokes emanated my nostrils and mouth as I puffed the smokes out.

I heard a tiny voice discussing with Lady Delia right in front of my door.

The voice was so bold, and the interesting thing was that she was speaking about me. She wants to meet me? She wants to meet death?

What marvels me is that she sounded less afraid when she spoke about me? Does she know that I can screw life out of her? Does she know that I’m merciless?

“Interesting! I find her intriguing” I smirked, puffing the smoke out of my mouth.

I haven’t seen her face, but I think I’m beginning to find her fascinating? She must be a brave woman to date call me ‘Stone’ boldly.

I was still speaking to myself when I heard a soft knock on my door.

I dropped the ashes from the cigarette into a plate on the table in front of me. Furthermore, I didn’t send for anyone, who dares come to see me unannounced.

Emery’s POV:

I was dressed in a black long dress, and I walked majestically down the hallway. The hallway was so quiet that only the sound of my heels were heard.

My makeup made my face even more beautiful, and my long diamond earrings clanked as I walked.

My name is Emery, 24 years old, and I’m the master’s favorite slave. But to be honest, my dressing is nothing like that of a slave because like I said, I am Master Stone’s favorite toy.

The other slaves dare not speak to me in the face because I can ruin in their lives with just a snap of my finger.

Slaves are being dressed in sack clothes, but as the master’s favorite, I’m an exception. I’m allowed to wear expensive dresses, and to walk around freely without being forced by the guards to work in the field.

I got straight to the master’s door, and knocked two consecutive times. The Master’s guards walked straight to me and grabbed my hand.

“You can’t get into the room. You can’t see the Master without invitation” Axel, the Master’s favorite guard and my worst enemy glared hard at me.

“Who do you think you are, Axel? The Master will let me in if you tell him that….” I was saying when a deep voice came from the room.

“Get lost Emery” The Master’s cold voice frightened me.

I gulped hard glaring deadly at Axel before walking away.

I couldn’t get the incident off my mind. Why would the master tell me to leave? He has never done that before. He always lets me in whether I come invited or uninvited.

Something must really be wrong somewhere.

Madison’s POV:

**DARKNESS**

I was brought back to my cold cell, and chained up as usual.

Why do I always have to be locked up? The other slaves I saw outside wasn’t really locked up just like I am. They don’t have any special cell too.

I laid on the chilly group peering into the dark because the cell was dark.

Suddenly I heard footsteps, and I managed to sit up immediately. The chains clanked as the door was unlocked. A torchlight was flashed straight into my eyes.

I couldn’t see the person’s face, so I bowed my head trying to avoid the torchlight.

“Madison, the Master wants you in his room” I recognized it was Axel, the guard’s voice.

I gasp escaped my lips, and I popped my eyes out in shock.

“WHAT?” I replied in fright…..

TBC….