Chapter 14 Leftovers of a spoilt cake

Leftovers of a spoilt cake

Nikolai

'Alpha, it's Luna. Come in the Kitchen.' Andrei's mind- linked with me and his wolf felt anxious. I practically ran to the kitchen, thinking about the possibilities of what could have happened.

My heart stopped when I saw my mate kneeling on the cake-smeared floor, trying to scrub it clean with an alarming speed. There were pieces of the glass plate that were on the ground that was hurting her, her hands were bleeding and she was sobbing hysterically and was constantly apologizing.

Tears blurred my eyes as I went towards her and bent down, holding her hands, stopping them from hurting herself more. Just how much had her previous master fucked with her head?

"Ava get up, it's okay," I told her softly.

"But it's not, I need to clean up the mess that I made, I'm so s-sorry, I didn't mean to spoil everything, I don't know how I f-fell down, p-please let me go, I have to cl-clean it up." She cried, thrashing in my arms. No fucking way I was going to let her go.

I wrapped an arm around her waist and stood up with her still in my arm to stop her from kneeling on the ground again. She was thrashing in my arms but I ignored it and there was no way I was going to use my Master's voice to have her obey me anymore. I will help her like Nikolai.

"What happened?" I growled furiously at the three slaves standing in the kitchen. My Ava was not clumsy, she is well-coordinated and knows what she was doing, she can't just fall.

"She was taking the cake out and she tripped and fell," Violet said confidently. I knew her, I used to fuck her to release my stress and I knew she was lying, it was written all over her face. The other two were trembling and I looked at them.

"I was facing the other way, I-I don't know," Irina said, looking scared.

"Violet purposely extended her leg backward while she was washing dishes. Luna tripped on her leg." Sasha said with conviction. And that was the truth. I turned towards Violet.

I gave her the full heat of my glare which chipped away her confident smile and filled her eyes with fear.

"I will kill you," I whispered menacingly and her eyes widened. I have killed people for less. And this girl hurt my Queen, who had now gone limp in my arms and I knew if I loosened my hold, she would fall.

"I am sorry Master, I didn't know she was your mate." She whispered, her eyes filling with tears. I backhanded her, making her crash against the cabinets on the side with a sharp cry.

Growling, I walked towards her and grabbed her by her hair, yanking her up so I could look her in the eye. She was crying. Good. I could feel my canines extending, my wolf demanding blood from the person who hurt our mate. I got a hold of her throat and squeezed her windpipe enough to cut off her air supply and her eyes widened.

"Just because I fucked you, does not mean you are special," I growled and pressed harder. Her hands were clawing on my hands and just when I knew she would pass out, I let go of the neck and she fell limp on the floor. My wolf was itching for blood but I tightened my hold on Ava, reminding myself that she needed me right now.

"Take her." I glared at her and picked Ava up, walking out of the kitchen.

Stay the fuck away from my Queen.

My point was made to everyone in this household and would soon spread to the entire pack. Words travel fast here.

"I want two plates kept outside my room," I told the other two slaves and carried Ava to our room. She was crying silently, her face pressed against my chest.

I placed her on a chair and got out the first aid box. I started removing the glass shards that had pierced her skin, wincing every time I did, feeling her pain but it was like she did not even care about the cuts, she didn't even wince. I picked her up and took her into the shower.

"May I?" I whispered my hands on the hem of her top.

She didn't say anything, just put her hands up. I pulled her top over her head and then unclasped her bra, freeing her breasts. I took off her jeans and underwear too. I undressed before I led her to the shower, letting the warm water drench us both. I shampooed her hair, and washed her face and body, not letting my hands linger. I kneeled in front of her and washed her legs, noticing that she was bleeding from her knees too. I was applying the soap avoiding her wounds, my chest tightening with every wound, every drop of blood I saw, and then I felt her hand on my head, caressing my hair, a soft gesture that warmed my heart.

She had not moved after the fiasco except to lift her hands, this was at least something. I leaned my head against her stomach, quenching my thirst for her touch. I got up after she took her hand away and dried both of us. I searched through her clothes for a dress that would be comfortable but found none. I took a shirt of mine and buttoned her up before I wore my tracks. I sat her on the bed and then licked all of her wounds. They would heal in about two days. I got our plates and started feeding her. I saw that she had made Schi, Pâté, and Beef Stroganoff which brought a smile to my face.

After I fed her, I expected her to feed me but she didn't, I shrugged off the hurt and started eating, I knew she had put a lot of effort and I would not let it go to waste. It was good for her first try.

"Thank you, Love. The food is delicious." I smiled at her.

"It's too salty." She whispered. It was salty but she had made it so I would eat it.

"Seems fine to me." I smiled at her and finished my plate.

"Do you want to talk about what happened?" I asked her softly.

"No." She whispered and lay down, closing her eyes.

Fuck! I didn't know what to say to make it better, she said she didn't want to talk. I was not going to order her to tell me when I gave her freedom.

'Is it done?' I asked Dimitri.

'Yes, I killed her just after she left the house and everyone knows about it.' He replied.

'Good.' I said, cutting off our link.

I would have killed Violet then and there but for some reason, I didn't do it in front of Ava. But what had to be done, had to be done. No one got away with messing with my mate. And I wanted everyone to know that.

I was so proud of Ava, she was doing well but this fucked everything up. I lay down on the sides of the bed, so close yet so far from my Love.

Avalyn

"You have become a big girl today haven't you pet?" He asked. I nodded. It was my sixteenth birthday today.

"I have a gift for you." I heard him say.

"Thank you, Master," I whispered, my eyes on the floor.

"Come to me." He ordered and I crawled towards him.

"You will wear this at all times, I don't care if you are bathing or pissing, you will never remove it, or trust me, you will regret it." He said harshly. I nodded.

I felt him put something around my neck but it was so tight that I couldn't look around properly.

"This is your collar, it says that you belong to me, pet. Do you know what kind of honor you are receiving from this gift?" He asked. My eyes watered at that. I do not want to be his, I do not want to be aanybody's I nodded at him.

"Who will thank me properly? It's like you are asking for punishment." He barked harshly and I flinched.

"Sorry, Master," I whispered and crawled near him.

I bent down and pushed my hips upwards and then kissed his shoe-clad feet.

"Thank you, Master," I whispered. I hated this, it was yuck and disgusting. Only three more to go!

'Kiss.'

"Thank you, Master." Only two more to go!

'Kiss.'

"Thank you, Master," I whispered.

'Kiss.' I hated him so much! I was finally done. It was his rule to kiss his feet and thank him.

"You should always be thankful, slut." He said and got up.

"I will administer your punishment too. I had organized a party for you, pet, but you had to make a mistake. I will give you food but it will come with a cost." He grinned wickedly and fear filled in my heart. He attached a leash to my collar and started pulling me.

We reached the living room and I saw that there were people there- his friends.

"This is my pet. Go show yourself off." He announced.

I controlled my tears and started crawling. 'Show yourself off' meant that I had to crawl by the legs of everyone present in the room. He was the devil, he loved humiliating me.

When I walked by a man, he squeezed my breast. A tear fell down my face but I sucked it up, five more people, and I was done.

"Nice rack." He said huskily.

The last one said as he smacked my ass and I sucked a breath, I couldn't do anything.

"Good girl. Now, for the punishment, punishment position ten." He ordered.

I quickly crawled up to the table and lied on it, bent my spread legs, and held them up in the air with the help of hands from under the knee so my pussy was exposed. I knew he was going to flog me or something in front of everyone. Tears were already falling from my eyes.

Instead of using his 'toys', he started pulling his pants down. What was he doing? I have a feeling this was going to hurt more than any other punishment. I was a sobbing mess but I didn't dare make a sound.

He licked his finger and put his finger inside me, he had done it before and it hurt a lot, it was very uncomfortable too. Then he removed it and started to put his penis inside me and my eyes widened. No! It will hurt so much! My heart was hurting, my emotional pain surpassed any other physical pain he had given me. My heart was breaking. He started pumping into me and I cried loudly.

"Please, Master, no, no. It hurts. I don't like it, Red, Master." I sobbed and tried to move but he had held me tight.

"Shut up and take it like a good girl." He gritted and backhanded me. But the stinging cheek was nothing compared to the pain in between my legs. I felt like my insides were ripped open. After he came in my pussy, he pulled out.

"You will not wipe my cum, it will drip down your leg like the whore you are." He glared and wore his pants again. I nodded looking at the floor, my tears not stopping.

"Now the other part of your punishment, while you have food, my friends here can punish your ass." He told me and I nodded again.

I crawled towards the corner of the living room where he had kept my food bowl and water bowl, my legs barely holding my weight. They were bowls for dog food and I have been using them for two years. I bent down on my elbows and pushed my ass up in the air. I began eating with my hands.

I felt a sting on my butt cheek. It was a whip. My crying grew again.

"You will thank them." He barked. I nodded.

"Thank you." Whip! "thank you!"... I also had to eat while all of this continued, or else he would think I'm being ungrateful again by wasting my food.

I felt the beaded flogger smack my behind and I cried out. I was being beaten again and again with it and it hurt too much.

"No, please no, Master, please no, Red, Master, please, it hurts, please, no, no, no, Master." I kept on begging him to stop.

"Avalyn, wake up." I heard Master's command and my eyes shot open.