WANTED By The Lycan Kings

After Jasmine’s father puts their pack in debt, the Lycan kings offer her father a deal to pay off the pack's debt in exchange for his daughter. Unfortunately, her father doesn’t hesitate in selling her off to the Lycan kings and she has no choice but to obey her father’s order.

The rumors she has heard about the powerful and wealthy Lycan kings who ruled over all four groups of packs were beyond terrible!

Things get more twisted when she finds out she’s mated all three of the Lycan kings!

Can she soften the hearts of the cruel Lycan kings?

Or will the new life she's thrust into completely ruin her?

ONE

JASMINE’s POV

There were loud bangs and crashes everywhere. I was already familiar with the chaos, which meant only one thing.

We were under attack again!

"They are back," Lyria, one of the pack housemaids, whispered in fear.

"How many this time?" I asked worriedly.

"Can't tell. But they're armed," she replied, the fear in Lyria’s voice evident.

“Come, we have to find somewhere to hide until the fight is over,” Lyria urged.

“Where is my father? I can’t leave him to fight alone,” I said worriedly.

“The alpha has ordered that we protect you by all means. The intruders are out for blood this time,” Lyria warned.

After my mother’s death, things started going downhill here at Red Star Pack. My mother, the pack’s Luna, has been the one keeping the pack in order.

Since her death, my father failed to manage the pack properly and started borrowing from other packs, leaving us in a debt we had no means of paying.

Attacks from the three other neighboring packs were the order of the day.

“I’m going out there,” I said with finality and ran out of my bedroom.

“No, please don’t. You could get killed,” Lyria called after me, but I paid no attention to her.

Outside, Claws clashed with swords, and fangs met flesh. The air was filled with the sound of growls and the scent of blood.

“What are you doing here???” My father, Alpha Kane, yelled at me as soon as he sighted me.

He pulled me outside from the battlefield and took us to hide behind the pack house.

“You could have gotten yourself killed! What is wrong with you??” He shouted angrily.

“I was-“ I tried to defend myself, but I was quickly interrupted.

“Alpha, they are retreating!” Nile, the pack’s beta, announced.

“Huh? Why?” My father replied; he looked shocked but very relieved.

“Some men are here to make a deal with you; they are from Eclipse pack,” Nile said.

My father simply nodded, and they both walked away, going to my father’s office.

I tried resisting the urge to follow them, but my curiosity got the best of me, so I walked silently behind them to my father’s office.

His door was shut, so I perched at the corner, trying to eavesdrop on them.

“We have a peace deal to offer you,” I heard an unfamiliar voice say.

“Go on,” the faint voice of my father resonated.

“The Lycan Kings has offered to pay off your debt.”

My ears perked at the mention of the lycan kings.

I had heard so many rumors of the lycan kings who ruled over all three neighboring packs, including ours. They were said to be very cruel and dangerous and had no ounce of empathy in them.

“What do they want in return?” my father responded, the worry evident in his voice.

“Your daughter”

A loud gasp escaped my lips on hearing the insane request. My father had only one child, which was me- his daughter!

My gasp must have announced my presence since the office door was abruptly opened by Nile, making me fall flat in front of everyone present in the office.

I quickly stood to my feet and brushed the dust from my clothes.

“How dare you come here and make sure stupid requests,” I snarled to the unfamiliar man who I believed was the one talking earlier.

“Shut up, Jasmine,” my father scolded, glaring at me.

“Sorry for her behavior,” my father apologized to the man.

“So what do you say? Are you taking my master’s offer?” the man asked, his face devoid of emotion.

“Yes, of course, I’ll gladly take it. Thank you so much,” my father replied with a huge smile.

My heart felt like it was about to explode as I watched my father happily sell me away.

“Wh- what?” I stuttered.

“This is a joke, right? I mean, you can’t be serious,” I asked, my eyes getting blurry from my tears threatening to spill.

I couldn’t believe my father would sell me away for money in a heartbeat.

“When can the deal be finalized? She can go today if you want,” my father said hastily, completely ignoring my presence.

“Once you sign the deal, I’ll be on my way. Together with your daughter, of course,” he replied, handing over a contract to my father.

“Stop!!” I yelled and rushed to snatch the contract away from him.

“You can’t just sell me away like I’m some object!!” I shouted.

“Hand over the contract,” my father ordered coldly, staring at me in annoyance.

“No!” I retorted.

My father’s hand shot out, delivering a stinging slap across my face.

My tears, which I’ve been struggling to hold back, dropped freely down my cheeks as I stared at my father in shock and so much hurt.

“Stop being a spoiled brat! At least this is something you can be finally useful for,” my father deadpanned and yanked the contract file away from me.

I watched in shock as my father scribbled his signature on the contract and handed it back to the other man.

“You belong to the Lycan kings now, and that’s final!”

“Give us a minute,” my father said, and Nile and the other man exited the office.

“Dad- how could you?” I whispered.

“This is for the betterment of everyone; stop being selfish,” my dad said irritatedly.

“Now listen, don’t you dare reveal you haven’t gotten your wolf yet and can’t shift,” my father warned darkly.

I flinched at the painful reminder of my misfortune. Even though I turned 20 recently, way past the age of every werewolf shift, I had yet to meet my wolf and was unable to shift.

My weakness had become a well-guarded secret that only me and my father knew. This was because anyone above 18 without a wolf was seen as very weak and unworthy to be a pack member and was usually cast away to become a rouge.

To avoid damaging my father’s reputation and for my safety, this was kept a secret.

I could tell my father feared that if the Lycan Kings found out, they might not want me anymore and would deny paying the pack’s debts.

“I won’t tell them,” I replied, already accepting my fate.

Well, I had no idea how long I could hide my secret before the Lycan Kings eventually found out.

“Now leave,” my father said coldly.

I was trying to believe a part of him regretted what he was doing, but the greed evident in his eyes quenched my hope. How could my father turn into a monster in the blink of an eye?

Heartbroken, I exited his office. Ready to accept my new fate.

It was a new beginning…

TWO

JASMINE’s POV

“Follow me,” The man from earlier said. And quietly, I followed, no longer reluctant.

I entered the passenger seat of his car while he got inside the driver’s seat and started up the car.

“Jasmine, right?” He asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

“Yes,” I replied curtly, not in the mood to talk.

“I see. Call me Zion,” he replied.

Wait! I could get some information from him.

"Why do they want me?" I questioned, referring to the Lycan kings. I had no idea what their names were and only knew they were triplets.

He hesitated momentarily before answering, "It’s not my place to talk on this."

Wow... I guess I wouldn’t be getting any information from him then.

Silence settled in the car again. My mind raced with thousands of thoughts, trying to piece together the puzzle of my sudden fate. I couldn’t come up with an answer, though, so I decided to wait till I arrived at my new pack.

Eclipse pack was still far away since it was a long-distance journey to the pack house.

Soon after, we arrived. Damn, this city was beyond gorgeous. Eclipse pack was the wealthiest and most luxurious pack since that’s where the Lycan kings resided.

I stared in awe at the beautiful decorations as we drove past. At least that could distract my mind from my pending doom.

I was beyond scared to meet the lycan kings; I wondered if the rumors about them were true. I asked what they wanted me for.

“We’ve arrived,” Zion announced.

We were parked in front of the most luxurious mansion I have ever seen. The other buildings stood no chance to this magnificent one. I guess this was the pack house.

“Follow me,” Zion ordered as he led the way into the packhouse. My heart was beating furiously, and my nerves were at their peak.

We passed some men who looked to be of high ranks dressed in suits and some women rooming around with slutty dresses.

What in the world?

Their eyes followed me as they stared at me like I was a strange being who didn’t belong here. Well, I don’t think I do either; I belonged in my home, inside my room, and lying on my bed. But after what happened today, I wasn’t even sure I belonged there either.

‘Is that a human? She has no wolf scent,’ I heard someone whisper, making my heart drop. They continued whispering among themselves.

The Eclipse pack wasn’t only the richest, but the pack members were known for their advanced special abilities. I wasn’t prepared for my cover blowing over this early.

I was expecting Zion to say something, but he didn’t seem to acknowledge what they were whispering about and led me to an office door.

“Wait here; I’ll inform them of your presence first,” Zion said and entered the office room.

You bet I’m going to eavesdrop, of course.

“I think she’s a human or some sort of damaged werewolf, but I still brought her here like ordered,” I heard Zion speak.

I’m pretty sure this is the part where I accept I’m fucked.

“Bring her in,” I heard a deep voice order. Unconsciously, I shivered on hearing his voice like velvet.

I quickly adjusted and pretended I wasn’t just listening to their conversation. The door opened, and Zion stepped out.

“Go in, and just a little warning, do not get on their bad side,” he warned and walked away.

I wanted to run away, but I was pretty sure I wouldn’t get any far, so reluctantly, I pushed the door open and stepped in.

My mouth dropped, and I stared in awe at the sight before me. Three tanned, muscular men were seated on a lounge, their legs spread out in man spread.

To say they were gorgeous was a massive understatement. They looked like Greek gods; it was like they had just stepped out of a well-edited front page of a magazine. Except they were real! Right in front of me.

They all had silky black hair that belonged in a hair product commercial. One had gorgeous gray eyes, another had piercing black eyes, and the last one had hazel eyes. They looked to be slightly above 6ft.

“Come closer,” one of them ordered. Nervously, I walked closer to where they were seated.

“I’m Ryan, and these are my brothers, Zachary and Nathan,” the one with blue eyes said.

Zachary was the one with black eyes, and Nathan had Hazel eyes.

“Are you a human?” Zachary questioned, staring at me with so much intensity. Having all their attention on me was too intimidating, and I felt like I could pass out.

“N-no,” I answered, my voice shaky.

Zachary lifted one of his eyebrows questioningly but didn’t push it any further, luckily.

“Mate!” I heard a voice from inside me growl.

What was that? HOLY SHIT! DID MY WOLF JUST MAKE AN APPEARANCE???

The lycan king's eyes darkened as they looked at me; I think they must have noticed the change in my scent.

Ryan, who was seated in the middle, pulled me down, so I was kneeling before them.

“I think we’ve found our mate,” he whispered with a smirk.

What did he mean by ours? So I was mated to all three of them? The moon goddess usually gave triplets only one mate.

I was mated to not one but three lycan kings! The wealthiest, most powerful, and most dangerous kings to ever exist!

Holy shit!

“Welcome, little mate,” Zachary whispered.

THREE

JASMINE’s POV

“Do you know your purpose here?” Nathan asked, his voice cold and devoid of any warmth.

I gulped, trying to find my voice.

“I... I was brought here because of a deal my father made with your pack,” I stammered.

Zachary leaned in closer, his dark eyes piercing into mine.

“You are here for one reason only,” he murmured, “to serve us.”

“You see, Jasmine,” Ryan began, his voice dripping with mock sweetness, “we Lycan Kings have needs, desires that you must meet.”

My heart raced, and I stared at them in fear and disbelief.

“I thought mates were meant to be cherished, loved,” I whispered, recalling the stories my mother told me of true mates.

Nathan chuckled darkly, tilting my chin up to meet his gaze.

“That’s where you’re mistaken,” he said, his voice chillingly calm.

“You have the blood of a weak alpha running inside you. Did you think we would accept you as our mate? You are here to fulfill a purpose as our slave. Nothing more.” He explained.

I had always anticipated the moment when I found my mate, eagerly waiting for him. What I had not imagined was that I would have three mates, and none would find me worthy.

My eyes filled with tears as the reality of my new fate dawned on me. Sold off by my father, and now trapped in a place where I was nothing more than an object to be used and discarded.

“You should be available to us at all times,” Ryan ordered.

“I won’t be used by you,” I spat angrily.

The three brothers exchanged amused glances.

“Do you believe you have a choice here? You don’t,” Zachary whispered harshly.

“The moment your father placed his signature on that contract, your entire being now belongs to us.”

“Leave,” Ryan ordered.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I quickly scramble to my feet and run out of their office. I exhaled deeply as soon as I was out of their presence.

“Follow me, darling,” I heard a feminine voice say.

I looked up to see a middle-aged woman who looked to be a maid here. Seems like she had been waiting for me to come out. Without a word, I started following her. It’s not like she was going to kidnap me and put me in a worse situation than I was already in.

“Where are we going?” I finally asked, breaking the silence.

“The slave quarters,” she replied.

“What?” I gasped in shock. They had entire quarters reserved for slaves?? What sort of sick place was I in?

She didn't reply and continued leading me to my supposed quarters. She looked a bit robotic in her actions, like she was thoroughly trained to perform her duties.

She pushed open a set of double doors, which led to what looked like a sitting room. What stood out to me were the ladies present who were half-naked. There were about fifteen women here, all dressed in really skimpy clothes.

“Girls, this is Jasmine, our new addition. She’s a private slave reserved for the Lycan kings only,” the middle-aged woman announced.

Some of the women gasped, while some glared at me in anger. Wait, what did I do wrong now?

“Yuri?” The woman called out, and a slim lady with blonde hair stepped out. She looked friendly.

“Jasmine would be your roommate, so kindly show her around,” she said.

“Okay, Ms” Yuri replied and stretched out her hand for me to take.

She was the first friendly face here, so I felt like I could relax a bit. I accepted her hand, and she led me through a hallway into a bedroom with two small beds and a pile of clothes lying around.

“Sorry for the mess; I had no idea I would be getting a roommate today,” Yuri apologized sheepishly.

“Um, it's fine,” I replied.

“Come sit down. I bet you have a lot of questions piled up in that pretty head of yours,” she said, giggling softly.

“Yeah, I do,” I replied, a small smile forming on my face.

She had so much positive energy it felt like it was lifting my spirit, too.

“So ask away, what do you want to know?” She asked as soon as we settled on our respective beds.

“Are you all slaves too? Why aren’t you sad or trying to escape?” I asked curiously.

“Yeah, we are. I guess we get used to it, and it’s not like we have any chance of escaping,” she replied.

“Also, I don’t want to escape anyways. Life before this wasn’t any better either. And besides, the men are fucking hot, and the sex is great!” She giggled.

I stared at her, horrified and unable to process what she said.

“Okay, listen. Since you’re my roommate, it’s my job to explain how things work here.” She started.

I just nodded for her to continue.

“So I’m an exclusive slave of the pack's beta, Ethan. One man exclusively owns some of the slaves. Example: me and you. While few others are free to use by any high-ranking men,” she said, pausing to catch her breath.

“Every slave was either bought or captured from a weak pack that was defeated. Their ranks were based on how pretty the women were,” she explained.

“Wow…” I muttered, still in shock.

“And you, my darling, are very pretty. Gosh, your ginger hair is gorgeous! Just a quick warning: some girls are already jealous of you since you’re under the most wanted and admired Kings.”

“The last slave of the lycan kings, Ann, was trashed because she had too many scars, and the kings despised any damage on what’s theirs. And by the way, she got those scars from the other girl’s secretly bullying her.” Yuri whispered as if afraid of the other girls overhearing her.

Wow! So not only was I unlucky to be enslaved, I now had a target behind my back.

Just great!

FOUR

JASMINE’s POV

The room was silent after Yuri's explanation. I was prepared to stand up for myself and hopefully escape this sick place.

Seeing my worried expression, Yuri tried to lighten the mood.

“Look, it's not all bad. Once you learn the rules and find your way around, things become easier. And like I said, there are perks.” She winked, trying to make me smile.

Before I could respond, a bell rang out, echoing through the quarters.

“That’s the dinner bell,” Yuri said, rising from her bed.

“Let’s go eat. The food here is quite good.”

We went to the dining room, a large hall with several long tables. The room was tense as we entered. I could feel eyes on me, assessing and judging.

Yuri led me to a table where a few other girls were seated. Their conversation stopped as we approached, and they exchanged glances.

I greeted them with a small smile, but they merely nodded, offering no warmth.

As we ate, I could feel the hostility directed towards me.

The girls spoke in hushed tones, occasionally throwing pointed glances my way. It was clear I was an outsider.

I was mentally and emotionally drained and needed the comfort of sleep. I changed into the provided nightwear and settled into bed, trying to shut out the world.

•••

I woke up a bit late the next day, and Yuri had already left the room. Tiredly, I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

Breakfast was a repeat of yesterday's cold treatment. I tried to engage, to fit in, but it was clear I wasn’t welcome.

Yuri, bless her soul, tried to include me.

“Hey, new girl.” A girl who I heard was named Sasha called me.

I turned to look at her questionly, surprised she was talking to me.

“The Lycan kings demand your presence now,” she said, making me freeze on my spot.

"Do they always summon new slaves like this?" I asked, trying to hide the fear in my voice.

Sasha shrugged, her expression unreadable. "Every slave's experience is different. Just do as they say, and don’t make any trouble."

Swallowing hard, I nodded and pushed my chair back. The walk to the Lycan kings’ chambers felt like an eternity.

The massive double doors scared me, and I hesitated to knock. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I knocked gently.

"Enter,"

I hesitantly stepped forward; I stopped a few feet away from them, keeping my gaze lowered.

"Look at us," Zachary ordered.

He grabbed my face to turn my head toward him. Zachary kissed me; his tongue went into my mouth, which made a moan slip out of my lips.

My wolf was so excited about making contact with our mates that my body refused to cooperate and ran away. It was like my body had a mind of its own, and it wasn’t controlled by me.

I felt his cock start to harden against me, reminding me why I was there.

His hand tugged at my blouse, pulling it out of my pants. His bare hand caressed my warm skin.

When it started to dip into the waistband of my pants, I pulled away quickly. What was wrong with me? Why did this turn me on? I should be running to get away from them and not eager to please them.

“Don’t deny yourself the pleasure your body craves for. It’s obvious how horny you are,” Nathan smirked.

He silenced my protest with another deep kiss. His hands unbuttoned my blouse. He slid it off my shoulders, revealing my breasts in their white bra beneath.

I glanced over at Ryan and Zachary, who were watching intently, Ryan swirling his wine, Zachary leaning back and watching through half-lidded eyes.

Their eyes took in the curves of my body, lingering on my breasts. When Nathan’s hands came up to cup them, they watched that movement, too. There was something so profoundly erotic about the way they were watching.

Drinking me in…

Heat flooded my cheeks, and my chest heaved. My eyes fluttered as Nathan pinched my nipples through the fabric of my bra, rolling them between his finger and thumb. I moaned loudly.

“Gorgeous,” Ryan complimented.

"Isn't she?" Zachary agreed, running his hand behind my back to unhook my bra. My breasts fell free, large, and perky.

Zachary cupped them and massaged them. He grabbed me and pulled me closer to him, pulling me so I rested back against him, the view to the triplets even better.

He laid kisses along the skin of my neck, and I arched, giving him more access. A low moan escaped my lips.

Zachary knew how to touch me in ways I hadn’t imagined.

They looked at me wickedly, and it looked like they were scheming something evil for me.

“Kneel, Jasmine,” Ryan ordered.

I wouldn’t dare disobey their orders after all the warnings, so I knelt down.

Ryan held my head and grabbed me by my hair in his strong hand, forcing me to look up at Zachary. His gaze was intense, commanding. My wetness dripped between my legs, aching.

“Go ahead, baby girl,” Zachary growled.

I didn't know what I was supposed to do.

Did they want me to suck his cock??

“Come on, open your mouth and suck it now!” Ryan ordered.

I reluctantly opened my mouth, and Ryan pushed me by my head further. Now, I was feeling the wet heat of his balls against my tongue. Zachary let out a soft groan.

“That's it," Zachary whispered. "Now suck."

His words were a command, a demand for submission.

I sucked gently at first, but as I felt his hips thrust forward, pushing his cock deeper into my throat, I knew I had to take more. I gagged, the tightness building in my throat, but I drove past it and did not resist.

Zachary let out a low, throaty moan, his hand combing through my ginger hair.

My cheeks hollowed as I took more of his length into my mouth. I could feel the head press against the back of my throat.

I moaned around his cock, making Zachary's cock twitch in my mouth, and the scent of his arousal filled my nostrils.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see Ryan and Nathan stroking their cock as they watched us lustfully.

Zachary pulled away from my mouth, making me whimper slightly with desire.

“Well, ain’t you eager?” Zachary mocked.

My face turned a deep shade of red in embarrassment when I realized how needy I was to have them.

Feeling extremely shy, I picked up my shirt and ran out of their room.

I had no idea how I would face the triplets again.

FIVE

JASMINE’s POV

I ran to my quarters and quickly entered my room, ignoring the questioning look I received from the girls seated in the sitting room.

“Hey, why do you look like you just saw a ghost?” Yuri asked, sitting up from her previous lying position on the bed.

Her eyes took in my disheveled appearance and a smirk formed on her face.

“Oh, rather, just had a steamy moment,” she teased.

“Ugh, please! I think I’m dying. Fuck I’m going to pass out,” I grumbled and fell flat on my bed. My face pressed against my soft pillows.

“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked. I heard her footsteps moving closer to me, and seconds later, she stroked my hair in a comforting manner.

“I don’t even know,” I replied, my voice muffled because of the pillow.

“Hey, come on,” she said softly. She gently raised me so I was looking directly at her.

“You know you can talk about anything with me, right? We’re in this together, and just know I’ll be here to listen whenever and calm you down,” she whispered.

There was just something about her, something so comforting that made me see her as my guardian angel in this hell hole.

“The triples are my mate” I whispered under my breath.

She let out a loud gasp and stared at me with her eyes wide open in shock.

“You’re mated to the three lycan kings???” She asked in shock, maintaining a low tone so no one heard us outside.

“Yep,” I muttered.

“Then why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be in the royal quarters or something?” She asked, her confusion written all over her face.

“Oh, funny story, they don’t think I’m worthy to stand amongst them as their mate, so I’m still here. Well fuck them, I don’t even want them as my mate anyways,” I said and rolled my eyes.

“Aw,” she pouted.

“That must have been tough for you. I have no idea what I would do if I found my mate and he didn’t want me,” she said sadly and pulled me for a quick hug.

“Yeah, whatever, I’m fine. Just don’t mention this to anyone,” I said, even though my heart felt like a sword was stabbed inside, and what was left was for the triplet to aggressively pull it out by officially rejecting me.

“I promise I won’t. Now Ms, that doesn’t explain why you looked like you just had an intense sex marathon” she teased.

“Please don’t remind me of that,” I grumbled, feeling my cheeks heat up. My face would probably be a deep red of red by now.

“Common, did you guys do it? What was it like? Sorry, don’t mind me; I’m just really curious about what sex would be like with all three of the sexy lycan kings,” she giggled excitedly.

“No, we did not, but things got heated,” I replied, feeling a bit embarrassed about talking about it.

“Was it good?” She asked, her eyes glowing in excitement.

“Very. Now that’s the issue,” I groaned, hiding my face in the pillow again.

“Girl, that’s normal, they are your mates, after all, and they are rumors that the triplets are so good in bed, and the girls they fucked came begging back for more.” She giggled.

“Your attraction to them would be ten times worse since they are your mates,” she said.

“Ugh,” I groaned in annoyance.

This place was bizarre!

It freaked me out to see the girls here were all ready to please their masters and most of them wanted to be the lycan king’s exclusive slave since apparently it comes with more perks and power.

What freaked me out even more was that I was slowly becoming like them. Why on earth did I suddenly want to please the Lycan kings?

Why did my body crave them so much?

“Let’s get your mind off this. It’s time to go to the gym room anyways”

“Gym room?” I was very confused.

Yuri smirked.

“Well, it's not your typical gym. We are required to be in our best shape at all times. We have sessions every day.” She replied.

“Of course, they would make a rule like that,” I said in annoyance.

We headed to the fitness center, which was more like a luxurious spa with state-of-the-art equipment. We sure were treated with luxury for a slave.

Several girls were already there, some working on their yoga mats while some were running on the treadmill. Only two girls were lifting weights.

“Oh, there you are; I’ve been waiting to meet this bitch” I heard a high-pitched voice say and turned to see a girl with short black bob hair glaring at me angrily.

“Stop it, Lola,” Yuri tried to defend me.

“I’m not doing anything. I just want to let Jasmine know she won’t survive more than a month here,” she said darkly.

She leaned in closer and whispered in my ear.

“If I were you, I’d watch my back closely. The bullet isn’t so far from you anymore,” Lola warned and walked to one of the treadmills as if nothing happened.

I was getting death threats already???

SIX

Jasmine's POV

I stood there dazed, staring at her back as she walked away like she hadn't just threatened me.

I was receiving death threats already!

Yuri had already told me how every other slave there wanted to be in my 'position,' a slave to the alphas. I was a bit irritated at how shameless they were being for the Lycan kings. I couldn't deny the triplets were attractive as well. I had never seen a more appealing and sexy male; I couldn't decide if they were naturally attractive to females or if it was because of the fact that we were mates and the mate bond had a very pulling effect.

I had been told by Yuri they were good in bed and left girls begging for more. The information surprisingly pleased me. But this desperate to be their slaves, I shook my head at the short black-haired girl who walked towards a treadmill. She stood with two other girls, a tall, slim brunette-haired and a shorter blonde girl with freckles.

The three she-wolves glanced at me and giggled, mumbling some things. They were probably gossiping about me; I rolled my eyes and glared at them. I wasn't going to be pushed around or let them bully me.

I knew my position; I was obviously higher than them as the alpha's exclusive slave. I cringed at the thought of being a slave. Lola sent a glare back, showing she wasn't going to back down. This was going to be a bit troublesome.

“Ignore her,” I heard a voice behind me and turned to Yuri with a small smile. She had already told me to be careful around other 'slaves.' I shook my head and replied, “It's nothing.”

“Come on, let's go.” She took my hand and pulled me into the room. I could feel their gaze on me; I felt a bit uncomfortable. I didn't like the weird looks I received from the other she-wolves in the room. They mostly gave me a look of jealousy, anger, or disgust. I sighed. I was the alpha's daughter in my pack. I was used to the attention of other wolves, but this. I never, for once, thought I'd find myself in such a situation as a slave, a sex slave. Not just anyone's slave, but a slave to the three most potent lycan kings, and what was even crazier was the fact they turned out to be my mate.

It is every wolf's dream to meet their mates. The one paired with them by the moon goddess herself. A forever partner; everyone dreamed of experiencing the shocking thrill of having a mate—the feeling of bonding with another wolf intimately, of loving and being loved.

I sighed for the nth time that day. I was so unlucky. I had been eagerly awaiting to meet my mate since the day I turned 18; not only had my wolf not appeared, making me weaker in the pack, but I was mated to not just one but three Alphas. Due to my position as an alpha's daughter, I already knew I wasn't going to be mated to a lowly wolf, but I had not expected to have been mated to the famous Lycan kings.

Now that my father had sold me off as a slave to my mates, they'd refused to acknowledge me as their mate and would only treat me as a sex slave they bought me as.

I walked towards another treadmill opposite Lola, as I didn't want any trouble. I stood on the machine and turned it on. I had set it to slow as I didn't have the energy to go faster. The day had already been stressful for me. I bit my lips as my mind went back to what had happened earlier today. The alpha touched on me, and I shivered.

I was surprised with how willing I was to please the alphas, my mates. I felt like I was no different from the rest of the slaves here, wanting to get in their beds.

Suddenly, I felt something, no someone, hit me with a tremendous sudden force. I found myself falling off the treadmill harshly and scraping my knee.

I heard loud gasps from around. I groaned. I had hit my head badly, and my knee was bleeding. “Jasmine!” I listened to my name and blinked my eyes rapidly as I stared at a blonde girl who had a look of hatred when we locked eyes before changing it to a sad one. She had pushed me knowingly; I fisted my palm in anger.

“Are you okay?” She asked softly, but I could still hear the mocking tone in her voice. I glared at her, and I felt someone hold me from behind.

“Jasmine, what happened?” Yuri's worried voice came, and I pulled my gaze away from the blonde bitch that had pushed me to look at worried Yuri. “I'm fine,” I said, my voice wavering.

She stared at my face and then my bruised knees. Her eyes widened for a moment at the sight of the injury, worry, and surprise evident in them before looking up to glare at the blonde hair that had 'mistakenly' pushed me.

She huffed and helped me to get home. I groaned out in pain as I stood on my feet. My left knee ached severely; it hurt. “Let's get you out of here.”

“Thank you,” I whispered to her as she helped me get up and walk out of the training center. The whole room was silent, and all attention was on us for some reason. Some girls stared at my knees and giggled, while some just gave me a pitiful look. A part of me wondered why they gave such reactions; I just rolled my eyes and walked out.

….

“Eish,” I bit my lips as Yuri tried to help me with my bruised knees. She applied a gel-like stuff that gave a cold, tingling sensation. “This is bad,” She mumbled.

“It's not that bad; I've had worse injuries. This is barely a scratch.” Yuri shook her head. “You don't understand, Jasmine, this is bad.” I'd never seen her look so worried.

“It's terrible? And she nodded. Yuri sighed and got up to sit beside me.

“Jasmine, things here are different. Have you forgotten what we are?”

I frowned slightly. Of course, I didn't forget. How could I? My father had sold me off without thinking twice, to be enslaved, to be a toy, a pleasuring tool to the alphas.

“We, the alpha slaves, are supposed to be pretty and perfect. Without any scars and marks, bruises and injuries.” Her eyes went to my bruised knee. “The alpha kings want their property untouched and perfect.” I frowned; I didn't like how she referred to me as their 'property.'

“They might not want you anymore.” My eyes lit up. Her words echoed in my head. They might not want me anymore. I unknowingly began to smile, and maybe this was a blessing in disguise. This meant freedom. Even though I was their mate, they had failed to acknowledge me as one, and since I was bruised, they might not want me anymore.

That meant I would be free. “That's good, that's excellent news, please don't treat it anymore.” I didn't care if the injury grew worse; I wanted it to be as bad as ever so they wouldn't want me anymore and have me out of their sight.

“Jasmine!” Yuri called strictly. Her face didn't show any sign of happiness. Was she not happy I was going to be free?

“There is no escaping this. Freedom?” She scoffed. “It would only get worse, Jasmine, don't you understand? Slaves here are ranked based on how beautiful and attractive they are. This bruise means you're going to get demoted. A free-use slave, one anyone can use anytime for pleasure. You wouldn't belong to the alpha anymore, and you wouldn't have their protection anymore.” I froze at her words. A free-use slave?

“You are already stunning and the alpha's slave. Every male has their eyes on you. They want to have a test of the alpha's exclusive slave. If, if they find this, "she stared at my bruised knees, “they might reject you and demote you. And then you would turn into a free use slave. Every male wolf is itching to get their hands on you…"

“No!” I interrupted her. Life couldn't get any worse. I couldn't let the alphas find out about my bruised knees; I didn't want to end up like that. The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and the hair on my skin rose in fear.

“N-no… none of that is going to happen,” I said, my voice breaking.

SEVEN

Jasmine's POV

“Thank you, Yuri,” I said to my roommate as soon as she finished applying the white cool gel over the bruises.

“Make sure you cover this up and let it heal completely, okay? The alphas must not find out about this, and you have to be cautious.” Yuri said, and I nodded.

I couldn't become a free-use slave; that was the worst thing that could happen to me in this situation. I silently cursed the girl who had pushed me and caused this to happen.

I remembered the look of hatred she had given me before switching to a sorry one like a pair actress. No wonder Lola and the other she-wolves were giggling. I was sure the blonde bitch had planned the whole thing with Lola, as I had seen them standing together earlier. They knew how things worked around here and how we were supposed to be perfect and flawless.

A tiny scratch, wound, injury, or bruise could derank us as slaves. Of course, this was their plan to get into my position and please the alphas. Lola was gorgeous and had a slim, curvy, and perfect body with a flawless face. With that alone, I could tell she was of high rank and belonged to a high rank or very important male wolf.

With me gone or deemed unfit for the position, getting into the alpha's bed would make things easier for her. I wrinkled my nose at the thought. And a part of me was irritated at the thought of Lola getting in bed with my mates. I frowned; I was not too fond of the idea. I couldn't let the Alphas find out about the bruise on my knee.

“Yes, I will be cautious." I nodded and someone knocked on the door. We both turned our heads toward the closed wooden door, and we heard a deep voice from behind.

“Yuri”

I turned to look at her, and she gave a reassuring smile. She had been summoned by her master; I knew what that meant; after all, we were sex slaves. “Take care of yourself; I'll be back soon,” She said and stood up. I nodded and watched her walk out of the room.

I laid down on my bed, it was smaller than what I was used to, but I couldn't complain. I stared blankly at the wall for some minutes before sleeping off.

..........

A knock woke me from sleep, “Jasmine, the alpha kings have requested your presence.”

My heart skipped a beat, and I hesitated before saying an “okay" loudly enough so the guard would hear me. Yuri had not returned since the guard summoned her a few hours ago, and it was almost dusk.

I had prepared for this earlier; I wore a thick layer of clothes and tried to walk normally so nothing would seem suspicious. I opened the door to see the guard that had knocked earlier standing outside with a straight face; he had been sent to escort me. I gulped as he started walking, leading me to where the alphas were, and I walked behind him, my gaze on the ground.

We stopped in front of a familiar voice; I could feel my heart racing. “You may walk in.” I heard a familiar voice; it was Alpha Ryan's voice.

The door opened, and the guard pushed me inside. “A…alpha,” I gulped and bowed nervously before the triplet.

“Leaves!” Alpha Zachary said in a commanding tone, his voice cold as winter. I knew he wasn't referring to me but to the guard that had escorted me. The guard beside me bowed and muttered, “Yes, Alpha Zachary, if there is anything you need, I shall be right outside.” The man with a massive build said and walked outside, closing the door behind him.

I stood nervously inside the spacious room with the alphas. I had never been so nervous in my life; the room was quiet, and the atmosphere quite heavy. The triplets said nothing, only stared at me with a glass of wine each in their hands as if I was some sort of art on display. I was uncomfortable as I stood there wordlessly for minutes, my fingers playing with each other and my gaze unmovingly on the ground.

“Raise your head, sweetheart,” I heard the flirty, lively voice of Alpha Nathan. I pursed my lips and slowly raised my head up to meet his gorgeous gray eyes. I had never seen a more beautiful pair of gray eyes. They looked unearthly; I almost gasped, and my lips parted slightly; it was like I was seeing him again for the first time. The mood goddess has given me such breathtakingly beautiful mates. It was no wonder why the other enslaved people wanted to crawl into their beds. I couldn't ignore the attraction I felt towards them.

I stared unblinkingly at Alpha Nathan, his gray eyes with lurking danger behind them drawing me in. “Breathe, "I heard him say, and I came back to my senses. Blinking rapidly as my cheeks turned slightly pink, he had caught me admiring his beautiful eyes.

“Why are you dressed like we're in the middle of winter?” I heard Alpha Ryan's voice, and I froze. My breath hitched, and I immediately became even more nervous than before. I had covered every part of my body and dressed in thick layers of cloth because of the little injury on my knee. I didn't want the alpha to get suspicious.

“Hmm,” I heard Alpha Zachary hum. His brown eyes raked all over my clothed body. “Strip.” my eyes widened at his word. That one word made my knees weak.

“A…alpha Zach-”

“Now,” he interrupted me, and I bit my lower lip, trying to look for an excuse; I couldn't let the alphas see my bruised knees, so I cried inside me.

“P… Period, my p… Period," I lied nervously.

“I do not smell any blood from you,” Alpha Nathan said sharply.

“Are you lying to us, girl?” Alpha Zachary said, narrowing his eyes, and my heart began to race; I was in trouble.

I felt someone yank me from behind. “Take it off now, sweetheart, don't waste our time,” Alpha Ryan whispered to me. I felt all the hair on my body stand as I felt his breath on my neck. I didn't have a choice; my eyes watered, and I felt like crying as I began to strip slowly. My jacket came off first, and then my tank top, the boots, the high socks, and not-so-tight blue pants, and I was left in my underwear: a matching lace panties and a bra with a tiny ribbon In front. I felt naked, and the atmosphere was tense.

The room temperature dropped, and I felt their gaze on me. I bit my lips until I thought I was going to bleed; they stared at my bruised knees, their face twisted in anger.

“What the fuck is that!” Alpha, Nathan burst out.