Chapter 33: THE WELCOMING PARTY (2)
Outside of the main hall, those high ranking and important warriors, who were not in charge of guarding the place would have their share of slaves and wine as well, therefore, this pack house was filled with so muny obscene scenes and scents.
Most of the pack members would lock themselves inside their houses during this time, because they didn’t want to accidentally get involved in this party. They dreaded them.
Meanwhile, inside the hall, where the alphas and the king were, music was playing softly, along with their moans.
Pairs of eyes watched Iris lustfully. As they received pleasure from their slaves and mistresses, their eyes were fixed on her. There was no need to confirm what kind of disgusting thoughts that they had in their heads.
This feeling was too much for Iris, she recoiled and pressed her body against alpha Cane, as if he was the only safest place for her in this den of hungry wolves.
However, it was ironic to remember that it was Cane who had brought her to this place and offered her to be savored by those beasts.
Cane frowned when he felt her body so close to him, but he didn’t shove her away. Instead, he walked toward his chair on the king’s left side, while Iris knelt down beside Cane’s chair, lowering her head, until she kissed the floor, waiting for further instruction.
All the slaves inside this room would have to do the same thing when they were not being used by their alphas or masters. That was the place where a slave should be, so low on the floor, kissing the ground their masters walked on.
"You are late," the king stated and Cane simply nodded and apologized for his tardiness. "What is it? You have to coax your little slave first?" King Aeon looked half drunk with a naked woman on his lap, nibbling on his earlobe.