A Slave for the Alpha King

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n. When Brayden mentioned showing me around, I didn't expect that we were going to end up here. Th

with grunts and thuds as individuals sparred with one another or practiced their combat skills on dummies

at the wall. And those modern firearms that were neatly displayed in a glass case. The sight of them made me gulp as I realized the intensity

the women donned equally explicit sports bras and leggings. Their bodies glistened with sweat, bringing out every curve and firm muscle. I couldn't help but feel self-conscious. If

ing me further into the room. "

s that seemed to follow me like a shadow. As we approached a group of

th a smile. "This is Aliyah.

themselves, shaking my hand

broad shoulders and a warm smile sa

eplied, shaking

vous glint in his eyes. "Hey there, I'm Alex," he said with a playful grin. "I apologi

ault, too. I should have known that the place is part of the training grounds for werewol

oup chimed in, offering a reassuring smile. "We'll make sure to b

I couldn't stand gazing at them for too long, as their piercing yellow eyes reminded me of the danger they posed

one. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a woman standing off to the side, her arms crossed over her ch

n's gaze felt like a weight on my shoulders. It was as if she were silently comm

?" Brayden asked, no

everything's fine. Just

d me, giving my hand a gentle squeeze. "Y

mosity in her eyes, I couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something deeper going on. It wa

was noticeable. It was as if there were unspoken secrets and hid

bout where he would take me next. My heart still raced from the tension that lingered in the air back at the training hall

en us. I gazed up at his eyes, and I almost lost myself in their deep, mesmerizing blue. "Aside from the regular training ses

big famil

e ceremonies to mark significant events, like full mo

ly train together but also support and celebrate each other's successes? I guess this was the one thing I liked about them; they truly understood the importance of unity and camaraderie. Unlike in

d and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, caus

, trying to find the right words. "Are you wolves talking to each other using telepathy?" Actually, I have already read about it, b

He grinned, allowing me to see his playful side. "You're right about the telepathy thing. But it actually allows us to coordinate and unite within the pack, regardle

nd couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to expe

g is exclusive to werewolves due to our h

iled to hear him when he was already scream

ou want to be connecte

lutter-and at that moment I was overwhelmed with surprise. His expression, on

would you a

," Brayden confessed, raising my hands to his lips, and my breathing literally stopped when he kissed them. "You're unique and int

a beat. "M-mated to me?" I stuttere

l holding mine tightly. "I feel a strong connection with you, one that I h

et, I couldn't deny the flutter in my stomach. There was something about Brayden that drew me to him-something I couldn't qui

d, still holding onto my hands. "And I want that with you. I know it's sudden and I might be destined for anothe

in me that urged me to accept this new life. How could I resist such a man I was starting to fall in love with? His voice was like a lullaby as he asked me t

o become a werewolf

shing his lips against mine in a passionate kiss that sent shivers down my spine. For goodness' sake, he was my first kiss, and it felt like rocket

caught me, his strong arms wrapping around me protect