My Greatest Enemy, the Alpha King

Lorena POV

If there is one thing I hated, it's the Werewolves and how they had changed everything in the world. When they came years ago according to the story my great-great-grandfather told my grandfather and was later passed on to my father, they all made me understood that the Werewolves started the slave rule.

In four words, they made us slaves.

If you are lucky, you could either be sold off as a slave. A house slave, a war slave, a lucky slave who can become a werewolf is she mated to a wolf. The worst of it all was a Sex Slave. They are usually the worst, and although they have high advantage and gain more favor unlike the rest of the slaves, the sex slaves could be killed anytime.

Once their master get tired of them, they'll toss them away. My mother was a house slave who was lucky to marry my father, who was a war slave. When they had me, my mother died and when I turned Fifteen, my father died. The Werewolves took me in to the sex school, where they teach us how to be obedient sex slaves and how to satisfy our master. Unlike everyone else, I refused to learn anything, and soon I was known as the worst student in my class.

Instead of being in a classroom learning about history or chemistry, we were learning how to fuck our masters. For that reason, I hated the word that I lived in.I hated that we were forced to be slaves when we could have lived happily without having to serve any masters.

Because of my bad attitude and negligence, I wasn't taken to the auction house until I turned twenty-three. The normal age for every human, especially sex slave to be auctioned off was Eighteen but let's just say that I got lucky.

When we got the auction house, we were separated into two. The best sex slaves and the worst. The best sex slaves were basically porn stars, while us who were the worst slaves were just there. We were virgins, having no idea about sex even though we spent years learning about it.

“Strip all of you!” The auction master ordered all six of us. We were about to be taken to our masters.

A master I am going to kill if he tries to touch me. My plan was to find the Alpha king who made things hard for humans and kill him. I didn't care for the aftermath as long as I got what I wanted.

I stripped off my dress with no shame and covered my small perky boobs with my hands. As we were pushed towards the stage, I felt disgusted, seeing how everyone were murmuring when they saw me. Since it was dark, and I couldn't see them, I felt ashamed because they were staring hungrily at my naked body.

Disgusting perverts, I cussed angrily under my breath.

“These are the least humans for sale as they are still fresh and are not experienced. They can't give you the pleasures you want, but they can work for you,” The man on stage announced.

I found his voice annoying and if I wasn't hiding my boobs from everyone, I would have run to him and grabbed the microphone from him. While thinking of how I could murder him, I was pushed forward by someone and almost fell, but strong arms grabbed my tiny waist. I removed my hands from my breast and held on to the Man's hand. He had the most beautiful ocean blue eyes. His hair was a permed silver ombre, giving him the perfect bad boy look. His jawline was sharp, and I wanted to reach out and touch him, but I couldn't because it will ruin my plan.

The man continued staring down at me and his eyes roamed around my breast down to my V area.

I frowned at him, seeing as he was just like them. A perverted bastard. His stare made my V area wet, and I wanted him to touch me and make me feel things, but I had another agenda. Seeing that the blue eyes man was a temptation, I roughly pushed him away with all of my might and looked towards the entrance that was opened and freed for me to escape.

Finally, my escape. I thought of escaping but if they caught me, then I'll be beheaded. I'll be killed, and I wouldn't be able to kill off the man who started the Slave rule.

“She had pushed a master away!” The auction man announced and pointed fingers at me. I turned and realized that the blue eyes man was on the floor before I knew what was happening, two bulky men had appeared behind me and pushed me towards the stage. One of them grabbed me by the throat and pinned me to the nearest wall, choking me to my death. He waited orders from the auction man while I struggled to survive.

“She has disrespected a master,” he pointed towards the blue eyes man who had stood up from the ground and had his eyes fixed on mine.

Right, he found pleasure in my suffering.

“What do you say we do to such a slave!” The auction man shouted.

“Kill her!” They all chanted.

None of them had any regards for a human life, and I found it pathetic.

“What kind of death?” The auction man asked.

“Beheading!” They all chanted yet again.

How dare they? I wanted to scream that aloud, but I knew none of them would hear me because I was already running exhausted. I was dropped on the ground like a sack of potato. While catching my breath, another two bulky men appeared behind me and dragged me backwards behind stage, but a loud hoarse voice stopped them.

“Let her go this instance, or you lose your hands!” The voice belonged to the blue eyes man who had saved me. “If you want to leave, then you let go of her now!”

Who was this man? I thought as I stared at him. Why did he save me? I wondered who he could be because the last time I checked, Werewolves were the worst creatures ever.

“And who are you?” The auction man asked.

The blue eyes man didn't reply, but instead moved closer to me. In a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of me, yanking the arms of the bulky men away from mine. I landed in his arms and held on to him as he was my savior. “Who are you?” I asked, but instead of him replying, he dropped his black Italian suit and draped it around me. The suit reached below my knees, covering up my body from the eyes that were watching me. “Thank you,” I said.

“I just asked who are you!” The auction man shouted at him. “I know you are a VIP, but you can't do this!”

“I can't do it!” The man shouted and let's go of me. He appeared in front of the auction man in a split of a second and flung him across the room.

I screamed out loud as the Man's head hit the wall and his blood splattered across the room. “Oh my!”

Everyone began to murmur In the room.

“Who the hell is he?”

“How dare he do that?”

“Kill him!”

I felt for the man, as I didn't want him to die because of Me. Although he looked like one of the bidders since he had his mask on, he had broken the Werewolves rule and the penalty was death.

Two bulky attacked him and I quickly covered my eyes as I would rather not watch him die. I heard a few grunts and bones crushing. “I am the Alpha king!” I heard the man shouted. “You have touched what's mine.” He said possessively.

The Alpha king? I quickly removed my hands from my eyes and looked towards the man who had saved me. He was the Alpha king, the man who had ruined all humans lives.

My greatest enemy, the Alpha king.