Trapped with the Alpha King

“Will you die for them?”

The Alpha King’s voice was cold enough to silence the hall. And Althea heard the answer long before she spoke it… not from herself, but from the minds screaming around her.

‘Just sacrifice yourself.’

‘You’re nothing.’

‘You should die for us.’

Her gift or curse let her hear and read every hateful thought, every desperate plea. And even then, she still stepped forward. She chose to protect the weak, the innocent, the only ones who had ever shown her kindness… even if the price was her life.

But Gavriel Kingsley, the Alpha King, didn’t kill her.

He wanted something else.

Ownership.

"You are mine now," His voice barely above a whisper.

“As a slave?!”

The King chuckled, his gaze dark as midnight. “As my breeder.”

Will You Die to Save Them?

“W-Where are you taking me?!”

Althea’s hands scraped against the cold stone wall as she tried to grab onto anything. But she was too weak, too small. The two men dragging her barely felt her resistance. They hauled her like she weighed nothing.

She didn’t know how long she’d been locked in that dark dungeon Luna Meena had thrown her into. Time blurred as everyone above scrambled to flee after her father’s message arrived telling the entire pack to escape immediately. His attempt to overthrow the Alpha King had failed.And now the wrath of the Realm of the Moon was coming for them.

“Please…” she whispered as they pulled her up the stairway. Her eyes burned from the sudden brightness at the surface.

The world above was chaos. Torches blazed. Fire spread across the cottages. Screams and cries ripped through the night.

Althea’s eyes widened in horror. Blood soaked the ground and bodies lay everywhere. Her father’s pack was being wiped out.

Her heart sank. Her breath stopped.

She didn’t ask the men anything else because the answer was already in front of her. She knew the moment she saw the destruction that their pack had fallen. Her father wasn’t becoming the new Alpha King. He was now a traitor.

And she… she was being dragged to die because she carried his blood.

Althea squeezed her eyes shut as her shoulders slumped. Luna Meena hadn’t taken her with them. They escaped without her. Left her here to face the Alpha King’s fury alone.

They abandoned her.

And now she would walk toward the end she didn’t deserve.

But when they dragged her into the grand hall, what she saw made her blood run cold.

Everyone was there… Luna Meena, her father’s other mistresses, her half-siblings and even the servants who abandoned her.

All on their knees. Heads bowed.

Waiting.

Then… a scream. THUD.

Her half-brother’s body crashed beside her, a pool of blood spreading like ink across the marble floor. Althea choked back a scream.

A familiar man stepped forward, face blank, blade dripping. He wiped the sword on her brother’s sleeve without a second glance.

“Anyone else care to run and escape?” he