BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 1 – 10

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 1 – 10

A shiver ran through Emeriel’s spine, fear seeping through his core.

If everything he had heard growing up and read in books were true, being an Urekai’s slave was worse than being a human’s slave.

Once he said yes, there was no going back.

“Where my sister goes, I go.”

“We did not agree to get two slaves,” the second Urekai began.

“That is settled then,” Lord Vladya stated. He reached into his robe and pulled out another bag of coins, throwing both on the floor towards the king. “We will take both.”

“Sold!” King Orestus banged his gavel again.

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 1 – 10

Aekeira had cried for over an hour since they left the courtroom. At first, she had been angry, shouting at Emeriel about his foolish decision. And then, she broke down. She cried as if her heart had been shattered.

Now, they were left alone in the tiny room on the boat they were sailing in. It would take two nights to get close to the great mountain.

Emeriel remained quiet throughout his sister’s breakdown, the weight of his decision finally sinking in. By the Light-gods, he was now a slave.

Lower than a lowborn, lower than a carpet servant.

And not just any slave, but a slave to an Urekai. They were heartless, ruthless beings who despised humans after the Cleansing War that had happened five centuries ago.

He had witnessed the horrors slaves went through during his time at the palace. Their lives were not their own. And now, his sister, who was far from being a slave, was subjected to such horrendous acts too.

You’re a pretty boy; you will not lack masters to service.

A shiver of fear coursed down Emeriel’s spine. They were going to violate his body, weren’t they? They would subject him to that painful act he dreaded so much, wouldn’t they?

Emeriel had witnessed the aftermath of sexual encounters and the state it left his strong sister in.

There was nothing good about it, just a humiliating act that inflicted immeasurable pain on the recipient while the perpetrator derived pleasure from it.

Emeriel swallowed the bile that rose in his throat.

“Breathe, Em. Come on,” Aekeira suddenly appeared by his side, rubbing his back. “In… and out… come on, Em.”

Emeriel was so lost in his thoughts that he had forgotten how to breathe. He was panting, his lungs burning from the lack of air.

“Breathe with me, Em. Come on, my darling,” Aekeira’s voice was gentle and soothing, and Emeriel had no choice but to follow its sound.

Aekeira continued rubbing his back, just above the wrap-bandage that held his breasts pressed against his chest. “Good girl. That’s my girl.”

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 1 – 10

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