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In Barthamos, there is only one way for an orphaned human to get ahead: by entering the annual military competition, a deadly challenge where all species compete to earn a placement within the nation's army. A highly selective military, the nation's defenders' have primarily consisted of Meticians, an aggressive species with extraordinary strengths. A mere human, Alena has spent her life training for the skills test.
Tane, the king of Barthamos and leader of the military, is an exceptional Metician that takes great pleasure in expanding his power. When he hears rumor of one survivor from a powerful and extinct group of summoners, he'll do whatever it takes to bind her to him.
Alena finds her life drastically changed when she goes from struggling to survive to becoming the king's mate. Trapped with no means of escape, can she realize her power in time to win her freedom? Or will she be forced to live out her life as the king's breeder?
Warning: This story contains graphic scenes, rape, and violence. This story is intended to give the reader mixed emotions and take them on a journey in which they have no idea what will happen next.
Excerpt:
My God.
Was she standing in the room with the king?
She felt as if she was going to fall to the ground. She knew it was him from the pictures scattered around the city honoring him as their protector. He was supposed to be the most powerful Metician in history. Well, at least, that was the message spread around town. Standing across from him made Alena believe it though. His power filled up the room to the point it was almost suffocating.
"I don't understand."
She said, knowing she probably sounded ignorant but had no idea the protocol in this situation. How had things changed so fast? What was she even supposed to do in this circumstance?
She heard his deep chuckle reverberate throughout the room as he put the cup back on the table and began to stride towards her. She couldn't stop herself from taking a step back as he moved so close that she could smell his musky scent.
"I asked what your name is."
She swallowed in fear as she looked up into those cool, emotionless eyes. His expression made her feel as if her body was freezing over, unable to do anything except stare helplessly into those piercing eyes.
"I am Alena, your highness."
"Alena," he repeated, one of his hands coming up to brush lightly against her cheek causing her to shiver in response.
"Well Alena, you are going to become my mate."
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