Mated To The Alpha King (Raven and Ethan) novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Raven’s POV

1 heard a knock on my door 1 stood up almost immediately as I went for the door.

and when I opened it, I saw a maid outside the alpha demands you serve him water right away she said as she walked out before I could even process the information. fuck him I was just recovering from the punishment he gave me, and now he is asking me to bring him water since when did I start serving him I muted as I walked out and went to the kitchen to get some water for him,

I carried the glass of water on a tray, hands trembling not from the weight, but from the memory of the pain he’d inflicted on me the day before? My thighs still burned. My pride was in shambles. I hated him—I hated everything he made me become in his presence.

Why did I agree to this? Why did I let myself fall into this hellhole?

Because I had no choice.

Because he’d left be no way out.

When I reached his chambers, I paused outside the tall, polished door. My reflection stared back at me in the metal handle. Pale face. Hollow eyes. Broken girl. I squared my shoulders and knocked once, softly.

No answer.

I turned the handle slowly and stepped in.

Alpha Ethan sat on the far side of the room, shirtless, muscles glistening under the dim candlelight. His desk was cluttered with scrolls, maps, and a half- empty wine bottle. He didn’t even look up.

“Put it on the table,” he said curtly, his voice cold as ever.

I walked silently to the small table near the door and set down the glass

I turned to leave, eager to vanish from his sight. I had just taken two steps toward the door when his voice stopped me.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

I froze. My fingers curled into fists at my sides before I turned back to face him. He had finally looked up from his papers, eyes dark and unreadable.

“You asked me to bring the water. I brought it. I thought that was all.”

He smirked. The kind of smirk that sent a chill down my spine and made my stomach twist in knots.

“You’re forgetting your position, Raven.”

I swallowed. “I didn’t forget.”

“Then act like it. Entertain me.”

“Entertain…you?” I asked, even though I knew exactly what he meant.

He stood up and slowly walked toward me, his towering frame both intimidating and magnetic. “Give me a lap dance.”

I blinked, my mouth going dry. “What?”

He raised an eyebrow. “You heard me.”

“I can’t–I don’t know how to do that,” I muttered, taking a small step back.

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He took two steps forward. “You’re my sex slave, Raven. Did you forget that already?” His voice dropped to a whisper as he reached me. “The pepper punishment I gave you yesterday was mild. You really want to test what else I’m capable of?”

I clenched my teeth, rage bubbling inside me.

Bastard.

1 cursed him under my breath, barely audible. “I hate you.”

“I don’t need your love,” he said coldly. “Just your obedience.”

My hands trembled as I stepped toward him, trying to summon every shred of dignity I had left. “Fine,” I spat. “You want a show? You’ll get one.”

I stood over him as he sat down, legs spread, waiting like a king expecting a peasant to amuse him. My hands ran down my sides slowly as I began to sway my hips, the rhythm awkward at first–humiliating–but then something dark took over me. Some part of me that wanted to show him he didn’t own my soul, even if he had my body.

My movements became smoother, more fluid. My hips rolled as I lowered myself onto his lap, not looking into his eyes, not giving him the satisfaction.

But I felt him. I felt the heat of his gaze. I felt his hands twitch at his sides, fighting the urge to touch me.

A low moan escaped his lips.

I should’ve been disgusted. I should’ve pulled away. But his reaction gave me power–just a little. Just enough to keep going.

His hands finally gripped my hips as he pulled me closer. I gasped when I felt how hard he was beneath me.

“I could ruin you,” he murmured against my ear.

“You already have,” I whispered back bitterly.

Then he flipped me over so fast I barely had time to breathe. My back hit the sofa cushions, and his body hovered over mine. His eyes burned into mine.

He leaned down, and for a second–just a second–his lips hovered over mine like he was about to kiss me.

But before he could, a knock echoed through the room.

“Alpha Ethan,” came the voice of a girl

He growled low in his throat, eyes still locked on mine.

“What?” he asked calmly toward the door, not moving an inc

Is me Elsa I just want you check up on you

Fuck

He cursed and pushed himself off me.

“Get out,” he snapped at me.

I scrambled to my feet, pulling down the edge of my shirt. My face was burning with shame. I turned and practically ran out of the room, heart pounding in my chest.

I made it back to my quarters, closed the door behind me, and collapsed onto the floor.

Tears spilled from my eyes.

Not from the humiliation.

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