ELLA'S POV
"Welcome to Alpha Ethan's personal residence!" June says with a smile as we walk towards the grand entrance of the imposing building. As soon as I was able to get on my feet curbert gave his approval for me to meet their alpha.
There are a number of servants around the beautiful gardens surrounding the house. Every one of them is so engrossed in their work that they seem not to notice us as we walk by them.

Then I notice the three uniformed guards at the Conner of the building supervising the Servants. A shiver runs down my spine at the sight of the leather whips in their hands.
Being a servant is horrible, but I have never seen servants being treated this harsh before, anywhere. Not even in Gold crest.
"Do those guards have to carry the whips to supervise the servants?" I ask, feeling my stomach churn with fear.
"They are not servants, they are slaves. Anyone who crosses our borders is enslaved." June answers and a sense of unease settles within me.
Alpha Ethan had rescued me after I inadvertently trespassed into his border. Will I end up as a slave too?
But unlike them, I am dressed in an elegant black dress. I had assumed June had given me this dress so that I won't be looking like a lunatic before their alpha, but now I am starting to think otherwise. What do this people plan to do with me?

The guards with whips casts me curious glances. I wonder why? I might be dressed me in a very beautiful dress but my body is still full of scars, expecially my chest, and one of my hand is in a sling.There is no way I can be pleasing to look at.
We walk past more slaves working around the house, the place is sparkling clean. The interior is also uniquely designed, almost everything is grey, the walls, carpet and even the furniture.
"Bow your head!" June orders as we finally stop in front of a heavy door with beautiful engravings on it. June is quite older than me and she smiles alot but I have also noticed she is quite stern. She approaches the door and knocks lightly. I grudgingly lower my gaze to the floor as she has ordered.
She swings the door open to reveal a lavishly furnished sitting area before striding in, I follow behind her, stepping into the room.

A middle aged man with a short beard is Seated on one of the plush seats leisurely sipping some kind of a drink from a glass, likely alcohol. I can immediately tell he is not Alpha Ethan, his less muscular structure does not match the imposing huge man who rescued me.
Since he is seated, I can see his face even with my head bowed. His frigid gaze lands on my face and he suddenly rises.
"Goodness gracious! Is that her?" The man exclaims, sounding astounded. Even if I can't look up at his face, I can feel his eyes on me.
"Yes, Beta Michael, we've treated her as best we could," June responds respectfully with a slight bow. So he is Alpha Ethan's Beta.
My body quivers as he marches towards me. His huge hand grabs the hair on top of my head and jerks my head up. I gasp in pain.
"Look at the beauty queen that was hiding under those filthy bloody rugs! Now you look like something a man may like." He says and frightened, I instinctively raise my hand in a feeble attempt to push him away.
"Let her go!" a rough voice suddenly roars from behind me laced with authority. Startled, the man immediately relinquishes his grip his face turning into one big frown.
Is that Alpha Ethan standing behind me?
Slowly, I turn around, my stomach rolling with nervousness and come face to face with a huge man towering over me by five or six inches. His deep, mesmerizing black eyes lock with mine, framed by thick, dark lashes.at his gorgeous face, spellbound. His huge physique resembles that of the silhouette of the man I saw that night. He is obviously alpha Ethan.
He may not be as breathtaking as my mates, but he is quite curt and good looking.
"What is wrong with you?! Play with every other slave but not this one!" He snaps at his Beta.
The man raises his eyebrows. He turns to face his Alpha. "Why? She is a wolfless slave that not even our enemies want. Don't tell me she gets special treatment just because.." He raves but alpha Ethan raises his hand closing the small space between them.
"She gets special treatment because she is our key to getting what we want. Until I have everything I want from her in my hand, no one will be touching the girl!" He mutters, his words marked with a tone of finality. "Do you understand me?!"
The Beta grudgingly nod his head. But when he looks at me, the evil smirk on his lips clearly tells me the Alpha's words didn't sink into his thick head.
"Now leave us!" The Alpha commands. The Beta makes his way out of the room as well as June.
"Sit down!" Alpha Ethan orders, pointing at the luxurious seat the Beta was sitting on. I wait until he takes his seat, then make my way to the grey cushion.
I keep my gaze downwards after I sit, to avoid looking at the man's face.
"You may look up." I hear him say. His tone is no longer harsh.
I nervously look up at him. Should I thank him for saving my life that night? It would be deeply impolite and unappreciative of me to remain silent, considering he could have easily decided to abandon me to bleed to my death.
"Um, I want to express my gratitude for rescuing me and for everything you've done, you are quite a kind man..," I begin to say, but he interrupts me abruptly.
"Thinking I am kind or I am not wicked or will be your first mistake." he remarks with a smirk, making me shiver. "Saving you comes with a price," he adds, and I freeze.
Is he saying that being a slave in his place is the price I have to pay? or what else could he want from me when I have nothing to offer?
"I fail to see how I could ever repay such a debt, Your majesty." I reply honestly and he leans forward with a smirk.
"Are you not the human mate of the Goldcrest triplet alpha kings?" he probes, causing my heart to race with panic. He's the enemy of my former mates and he knows I was their mate!
How could he even possibly know that?
Seeing the look on my face he leans back in his seat, a self-satisfied grin playing on his lips. "William told me that as their mate you possess the ability to cure them, and the renowned sorceress Hellen was attempting to get rid of you. That's why he asked me to come save you," he discloses.
"William? Their uncle... the assistant," I mutter in disbelief, connecting the dots without needing confirmation. So, when Sir William advised me against helping my mates, he was actually working for Alpha Ethan all this time! I should feel grateful that he sent someone to save my life but now he has gotten me into really deep mess here.
How much has he told Alpha Ethan? If he knows my mates rejected me after breaking their curse, then he must know I'm not useful to him in any way. William never witnessed when I accepted my mates rejection, so I guess alpha Ethan doesn't know either.
Should I tell him the truth? That I'm no longer his enemies mate, or should I keep it secret! telling him will definitely devalue me, and and I am certain that if he gets to know I cannot provide what he seeks from the alpha kings, he will not hesitate to enslave me.
I remain silent as he looks at me expectantly. "I only care about the job I have for you." He says his expectant gaze fixed on me."You do it for me and the debt between us will be settled and I won't have to turn you into a slave."
"Really?" I hear my mouth ask. I may look naive but that doesn't mean I can't lieto save myself.
The Alpha looks straight into my eyes. His icy gaze is unnerving. "Yes. You win your freedom if you get me what I want." He assures.
I want to smile but he hasn't told me what exactly he wants.
PRINCESS HELLEN'S POV
"Be gentle Asher, I can't afford to lose any more strands," I admonish my maid as she meticulously combs through my long, lustrous locks.
"Yes, Your Highness. I am being careful."
A sudden knock interrupts us, and I shoot a disapproving glance at Julia, who is folding my clothes.
"Get the door. Can't you see we are busy here?"
She puts the clothes aside and scurries to the door and opens it. I hear the voice of a messenger outside, speaking to her.
"Good day, miss.His majesty King Reagan has sent a chest of presents for Princess Hellen."
My eyes widen in surprise and I jump up from my seat and rush towards the door, a big smile on my face. A chest full of presents!
"Bring them in immediately!" I order my face lightning up with excitement. Two male servants enter, carrying a large chest between them. They bow deeply before me and place the chest on a nearby table before leaving.
I eagerly open the chest, my two maids hover curiously behind me, eager to see what inside. I lift the lid, a dazzling array of jewels, fine garments and golden coins comes into view, causing gasps of delight from the me and my maids.
"Look at all these exquisite jewels and gowns!" I exclaim taking one out at a time. My father could not have afforded anything like this, unless we sold out a little part of our kingdom. I had clearly underestimated how rich the alpha kings are.
"Your Highness, these are the most beautiful dresses I have ever seen!" Asher remarks, her eyes sparkling with admiration. " Look at this gown..."
She holds up a resplendent red garment for us to admire the beauty of the lavish fabric.
"Indeed, they are so beautiful." I say digging through the opulent collection, I select a simpler green gown that doesn't seem to be made of the finest silk and offer it to Asher.
"Here," I say, extending the garment towards
"Don't give me it's yours." she protest but I can see the desire in her eyes.
"Asher take it." I urge."You are my only friend, my only ally."
Offcourse I am not enjoying giving out any of the beautiful dresses but I need to make sure they don't feel excluded. I'm only making sure, they will remain loyal to me.
"Thank you, Your Highness," Asher expresses her gratitude, accepting the green gown with appreciation.
"Julia, take this." I hand another to Julia.
She hesitates as if she wants to say something.
"What?" I ask impatiently.
She shifts uncomfortably before summoning the courage to address me. "Your Highness, I do not desire the dress.... what I truly want is a healing spell to rid me of this disfiguring scar," she pleads and I frown
"I cannot perform such spells," I inform her immediately closing the chest. I cannot spend my precious time and energy on lengthy incantations for a servant, surely she should know that.
"But no man will ever look at me....not even my future mate." She begs tears falling from her eyes.
"You may choose to accept the dress or not." I inform her. "I have to go speak with King Reagan." I add before walking out.