The Alpha King's Broken Silent Tribute

Chapter 2

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a's

rom Lady Corinna a poisoned dart aimed at me. I had

et hit the cold stone floor, my legs weak

these last few days, a

ed the door open, and Lady Corinna stumb

nstantly. They were filled with a hatred

ely on me. She advanced, the silk of her gown

reat was short. My back hit the unyield

etached, cruel amusement was on his face. He had no intention of stopp

xploded across my cheek, and my head was thrown to the sid

ed, her chest heaving with rage. "How dar

A slave who cannot answer a charge is simply a slave who has not denied it.

to infuriate her further. She rai

as caught in a powerfu

s calm, but it held the unshakeable weight of a

house may strike a human slave in any corridor of this Keep, and no one asks he

aid, get out." The air thickened with his Dominion, a

h a promise of future pain. But she didn't dare defy a direct ord

but the air was heavier now,

, poured himself a glass of dark liquor, and leaned against the window frame. The moonlight carved his profi

and not for my sake. A man does not defend a chair; he only dislikes seeing it broken by so

uld I stay? Should I run? My

y said, his voice dr

scrambled for the door, my

stopped me again. "Remember, Elara. As long a

rigid. I didn

ice a final, crushing judgment,

There is no paper in Vorrath Keep. There i

d. I ripped the door open and fled

s. The pain on my face was a hot thr

hands steadied me. A faint, clean scent of herbs and antisep

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The Alpha King's Broken Silent Tribute

Zitella Shepp Werewolf

“I was a mute tribute from a conquered nation, enduring five years of hell as the cruel High Sovereign's personal slave. With only days left on my contract to finally return to my lover, Donovan, the Sovereign suddenly refused to let me go, violently claiming my body and my future as his eternal property. When his jealous lover, Lady Corinna, found us, she slapped me across the face until I bled, screaming that I was a shameless seductress. The Sovereign just watched with cold amusement, throwing me out like garbage. Hiding in the shadows, I overheard the maids laughing at my torn dress, revealing a sickening truth. "She's just a scapegoat for her cousin, Lady Eleonora, the Sovereign's true soulmate. That's why Lady Corinna poisoned her to steal her voice." I was tortured for a betrayal I didn't commit, silenced by a jealous rival, and forced to kneel in the freezing snow until I nearly died, all while the Sovereign dropped everything in a blind panic over a single cough from his precious Eleonora. Why was I forced to bear the brutal weight of their twisted love triangle? Why was my life treated as nothing more than a cheap substitute to be crushed? But when the enigmatic spymaster pulled me from the snow and pressed a familiar wooden moon charm into my hand, the despair vanished. "General Donovan is coming to take you home," he whispered. I gripped the charm tightly. I wouldn't just surrender to death; I would live to watch my abusers lose everything.”