Tasting 322

322–A Slave With A Powerful Wolf.

Nora:

“So, we’re resorting to violence now?” I recognized the voice.

My body shuddered with anger as I released the weak and pathetic Beta and Gamma before me.

They quickly got to their feet and ran to stand beside their alpha, who loomed tall with a fresh haircut

and a new shirt.

His life hadn’t stopped after he had brutally dragged me out of his garden and tossed me into the

basement of his mansion. And now, here I was, without my children.

“Where are my babies?” I groaned, straightening up with my fists

clenched. If he didnt tell me where my babies are, I might even kill his pathetic people.

“They are where they should be–away from you.” As soon as he smirked, I lunged at him. However,

he tightly gripped a remote control in his hand. The moment he pressed the button, a searing pain

shot from my ankle up to my neck, and I collapsed to the ground.

“Arghhhhhh!” My screams must have deafened many.

I crumpled to the floor in agony, desperately reaching for the anklet on my ankle, but I couldn’t

remove it. It was a silver anklet that delivered an electric shock whenever Brody pressed the button

on the remote control.

“Ehhh!” I bit my bottom lip to stifle my cries.

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The pain eventually subsided. When I looked up, I found Brody smirking at me.

“It’s quite a magical device,” he taunted, his Beta and Gamma. chuckling at my predicament.

“I want to see my babies,” I hissed under my breath, slowly rising to my fect again. This time, I

wasn’t aiming to attack.

Not because of the anklet, but because they had my children.

“I came here to tell you about them, but you were more interested in asserting your dominance than

worrying about those little bastards,” his mocking tone and words about my children made me close

my eyes. and struggle to remain calm.

“You should be thankful that I am taking care of them. They have nannies assigned for them. I was

going to explain to you what you need to do next but oh well, I am Nora, I have a secret wolf that I

hid from everyone with the most strength,” he mimicked me. I wondered if he was enjoying his new

mate. I heard they got married soon after the engagement was supposed to be over.

“Where are they? They need me right now,” my voice trembled with fury. They had taken newborns

away from their mother, and now he was telling me I didn’t care about my babies?

Brody gestured for his men to leave the room. Once they had exited, he stepped in.

“You are barely twenty with four babies, with no sign of their father. Tsk, tsk, tsk! A fallen princess

reduced to a maid and now a slave,” his words were sharp, but I refused to let my past and what I

had lost affect me. My goal was to keep my babies safe and provide them with a better

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place to live.

“If you are done mocking, tell me where my babies are?” I noticed him elenching his jaw at how I

wasn’t affected by his taunts. I didn’t even react to them because in all honesty, they didn’t hurt me

anymore. Words can no longer cause me pain. The physical pain I went through when giving birth

opened my eyes to reality.

“As I mentioned before, you will be able to see your children when you agree to become a combat

warrior for our pack. We will hold fights and invite the wealthiest from other packs. There will be

betting, and if you win, our pack will be enriched.” his smile suggested he wanted to create his own

version of my boxer stepbrother, Alpha King Nash. My stepbrother would compete and box others,

earning wealth for his pack.

And now he wanted me to do the same.

“And then, based on your performance, we will decide how often you get to see your babies. Be

obedient, and you will receive one son each night. Perform well, and you might get to see two. If

you’re perfect, you’ll have time with all three children,” he declared with a shrug, as if it were a

reasonable arrangement.

Tears began to form in my eyes at the thought of being separated from my children for hours before

I could see them again. However, that is when I felt the urge to correct him.

“Four of them,” I corrected him and he pouted, making me frown at what he might be up to next.

“Don’t worry about tonight. I will not ask you to fight anyone as it is your first day. You’ll get to feed

them for the first time,” his smirk faded, and he announced in a bitter tone before walking out of the

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basement room.