Unexpected Love The Scarred Slave And The Fallen Alpha

of Baron Voren's opulent manor. Her calloused hands were raw from the coarse bristles of the heavy brush, bu

time when such backbreaking labor was unimaginable - a life of privil

twirl across the shined floors in billowing silk gowns, admired by all for her exquisite beauty. Her unblemished

g her delicate face in his strong yet gentle hands. "One day, all of this

xistence. Whispers began to spread through the kingdom - poisonous rumors that he had committed unspeakable treachery against the

teful morning. As swift retribution for his alleged crimes, she and her mother and sisters were ousted as impo

ccept that her honorable father was capable of the treachery he had bee

old of a callous aristocrat. Her delicate hands, once trained in elegant arts like embroidery, became blistered and calloused from harsh

the manor. With the flames rapidly spreading, she awoke the lord's children and ushered them to safety at great personal risk

shrill scream of the master's wife echoing in her ears: "You hideous, u

wn life to rescue the family's heirs, the lady saw Elia as nothing more than a hideou

l nobles. For months she subsisted on mere crumbs of kindness from sympathetic peasant families until a new misfortune arriv

urous servitude. The excruciating scraping of the brush bristles peeled back layers of scar tissue from her mangled f

ained of all purpose and joy. So resigned was she to her fate of perpetual suffering that

or is still spotted with filt

a sneer of disgust as he eyed her disfigured countenance. She instinctively cowered, raisin

us disfigurements may have bought you sympathies from the filth you left behind, but here you'l

the intact side of her ravaged face. Mustering what little strength remained, she retur

s, Elia slumped on her tattered cot and wept silently. Her face throbbing from the baron's blow, she traced the gnarle

ad once been celebrated for her pure, radiant spirit - the pride of her family with a promising future of influence

re could one person's spirit possibly withstand until it finally shattered into oblivion? She was utterly al

ts in the cramped quarters answered Elia

troubled girl might have sensed another unseen

thing that would soon shatter what little remained of her

ed Elia as its next prey, and awaited her arrival with baited, monstrous hunger.