The whole brothel was taken aback by the news that the alpha bought someone. It was also a surprise to them that Danielle was selected to serve as the slave. It made the atmosphere tense and even more mysterious than why would the alpha buy a lowly girl who was not even popular among the brothel clients. 

However, as per the demand the brothel owner did not want to offend the alpha by refusing Danielle nor she could replace her with Martha. It was obvious that negotiations were not a thing when she was dealing with the alpha, that was why she bluntly refused Martha when the woman begged for a try. After all, how could she let the opportunity slide when it could change her life within a blink. 

Martha wished that the owner might convince the alpha to buy her instead of Danielle, but an opportunist and sane person like the owner could not afford to act recklessly. And that infuriated her and she refused to talk to Danielle let alone meet her when she was going away permanently. After all, nobody had ever come back from that grim castle, it was said that the people heard shrieks of women coming from those spooky walls. 

Meanwhile Danielle was supposed to get ready because the alpha was not going to wait for her silly preparations. After being dejected by Martha who angrily slammed the door on Danielle's face, when she tried to talk to her and attempted to explain her situation and emotions that she did not want to go with the alpha. But Martha did not pay heed to any of her explanations and made it evident that their friendship had ended that day. 

"Behave well, love. And serve the alpha with your heart and soul."

The madame instructed Danielle on the doorsteps of the brothel, while the viewers outside were dumbstruck seeing the alpha king taking a woman to his castle. The woman did not stop sobbing at all because Danielle was being forced to do something which she did not wish to do. Even Danielle proposed the idea willingly that if Madame wanted she could switch Danielle with Martha. 

No doubt it was a highly unusual thing that the noble lord arrived himself for just a lowly woman working in a brothel. Something was surely suspicious and either way the civilians could draft only a few conclusions. One was the obvious killing assumption and the second one was the pure wish to buy a sex slave. But which one was correct was still unknown to everyone, however they were persistent to find out the truth about the sudden slave buying. 

The Alpha Cyrus refused any clothes or any other stuff she wanted to carry instead he just allowed her a few useful things. After all, he could provide her all the luxury of which she might not have ever dreamt off. Danielle was not sure why the alpha was so obsessed with her since last night. The woman was terrified and panicked nonstop about the whole thing, she had to leave the brothel which she used to call her home. The only friend she had was now no longer with her, Danielle has made a lot of enemies in just one night. 

Whereas Danielle had no idea what was happening, Martha refused to meet her and excused herself along with the misbehaving that she had gotten injured with King's attack. Danielle had no other choice but to accept her fate that those four walls of Belle Morte where she was supposed to enjoy yesterday had now become her eternal prison. A hell for her till she died. Was there really no escape for her? Or was it all in her heart that her cowardice would end up Danielle being dead? 

Nonetheless, the alpha waited for her in that fancy carriage outside the brothel which had completely changed the atmosphere of that lane. The civilians scattered immediately but a few still dared to peek from the slightly ajar windows of their shops and houses. The alpha deliberately did not ask his beta to handle them because he wanted to have some witnesses, who could spread the word that Danielle belonged to the supreme alpha now! 

Meanwhile Danielle stood outside the brothel where she had a farewell talk with the owner who instructed her like a guardian. Well, the guidance definitely differed from what a motherly figure would give to her daughter. Danielle nodded obediently and boarded the carriage as nobody helped her out with the luggage and she had to get inside all by herself. The very sight made people pity her fate and mourn over the girl's destiny, a few of those civilians who knew that Danielle was just an untouched ordinary dishwasher felt bad.

The no helping part was intentionally instructed by the alpha who wanted Danielle and everybody to know that she was just a mere slave and should not think highly of herself. Martha witnessed all that from the window of her room where she stood with the curtain slightly parted. The woman had no clue that if she was in Danielle’s she's how worse her fate would have been after switching, upon considering that the alpha did not demand her in the first place. 

The carriage rode towards the castle while the only noise which could be heard in the lane were the noise of hooves of horses. The alpha was seated along with Danielle inside the carriage while this time Curtis strode behind on foot for some unknown reason, the luxurious carriage had curtains all around the inner walls and just one big seat. After plopping inside comfortably Danielle saw the alpha staring at her, while she heard his calm breath it made Danielle stiffened with horror and every possible imagination she could think of. 

"Are you scared? You still don't believe my words that dying in my hands isn't your fate?"

Danielle had been stealing a few glances from him and cautiously sat in the distance. The alpha Cyrus could sense her irregular heartbeat and gazed with his golden eyes which threw an evil glare at her. 

Danielle immediately shifted her head with fright when Cyrus placed the question towards her. He intentionally fueled her fear further upon seeing how frequently Danielle twitched her fingers. 

"Just not yet!" 

He deliberately added those words in a careless tone which made Danielle clutched at her dress even tighter as she bit her lower lip to suppress her tears. 

"N- no, your highness."

She replied sounding nervous but tried endlessly to make her voice appear a bit confident. Danielle was aware by now that she could not afford to hurt the alpha with her tears as she had witnessed it herself. Although she was well aware that those burn marks caused by her teardrops healed immediately. 

Danielle was indeed both, his poison and his cure! "How can I not trust the word said by his highness?"

Her words drew a smile on Cyrus' face while he shifted his position. Danielle recalled the words of her brothel owner that she had to please the alpha either way and her constant sobbing would simply annoy the alpha. 

To test the truthfulness of her answer he grew closer to her while Danielle immediately ebbed haphazardly but regretted her decision. She could see Cyrus' face just a few inches away from her again but this time he did not touch her at all. The alpha was indeed disgusted by her status as a brothel worker, but for some reason he could not control himself from not drawing closer to that little scared blonde woman. The way Danielle looked at him with her emerald eyes it left an inch with the alpha that the only man she should see is him.

Cyrus laughed softly exposing his sharp human lengthened canines which elongated yesterday night when he jumped off the terrace to save her. While his golden eyes made a great contrast with his black hair and pale skin. 

"You have to learn a lot."

He settled himself back with a soft giggle while Danielle was utterly terrified of her fate now. What was going to happen to her in the castle was still unknown. What kind of chaos was going to occur in the alpha’s bed chamber every night was what scared her. 

"Keep a few things in mind during your stay in Belle Morte,"

Cyrus placed his one leg above the other while tucked his back and his tone turned serious. Of course, he had to teach her some ethics and provide her some instructions because the alpha was not someone without enemies. And now he had a sex slave who appeared to be dear to him, Cyrus now had a seemingly weakness which could bring him down. 

Thus, he had to ensure that Danielle did not hear anyone inside the castle but him. He resumed his words after a brief pause while making sure that Danielle was hearing him carefully. 

"You are not obliged to answer to anyone except me. If somebody says anything to you, be confident in yourself to throw the insult back. Attack the person in whatever way you deem fit."

His words made Danielle think deeply that the slaves were perhaps having the privilege of a luxurious life, but their lives were not earned without costing anything. 

"Does that mean….?"

Danielle leaned in slightly which was more like a tilted head as she wanted to confirm that whatever she heard was true or not. The alpha Cyrus smiled softly at her curiosity and disbelieving expression. No wonder, from all those stories which had been circulating in the town Danielle had a pre-sketch about the lives of people who had earlier served at Belle Morte. And none of them was something a sane person would wish for, that was why Cyrus' words made her genuinely puzzled because the alpha was offering her something entirely different. 

"Yes, it means as my slave and as your master, I grant you full permission to talk back for your defense with others." 

Danielle nodded in agreement and was left speechless that she was given the biggest perk despite being a mere slave: she was permitted to speak as she wished! Whereas she was mildly relieved that her life at the castle might not be as bad as she had imagined other than the fact that her body belonged to the alpha now. 

Cyrus resumed his list of instructions though he seemed happy to see that Danielle was paying heed to whatever he was feeding her.

"You are supposed to report everything to me without molding, twisting or hiding anything from me. Understood?"

This time Cyrus stared at her making Danielle gulp down her fears and to dismiss  other random thoughts. The woman nodded immediately while looking into his golden eyes daringly, however it was another thing that she was exempted from the punishment for it.

"Y- yes, your highness."

She lowered her head and complied to the command while thinking that possibly what had caught his attention was to be lenient towards her. The carriage exited the town and the chattering of people slowly faded which significantly confirmed that they had been set on the cliff of Belle Morte. The noise of the hooves grew stronger and loudly in the grim silence of the cliff as the carriage took numerous turns as it headed towards the castle.

"Good. Lastly if anybody lurks around you thirsty for your body you are supposed to refuse him. I don't share my things, Danielle and I like them untouched by others."

Cyrus deliberately used those words to make her realise that she was nothing more than a brothel worker and she should not think highly of herself. 

Danielle nodded although she did understand what he meant by that and it made her feel aggrieved that she was seen like that. And by that time the townspeople would be thinking about her the same way too.

Only if she could fight her fate or could reverse it. What if that was possible!? 

They both reached the castle and a jury of people was out to receive them, alpha Cyrus Rhaziel crept out of the silent carriage. Danielle inhaled deeply and followed his lead by walking behind him. Belle Morte stood in front of her like the personified death which was waiting to gobble her. Curtis and an old lady appeared as soon as Cyrus stepped into the castle, the same magnificently hall appeared into her sight from last night. But this time her emotions were completely different and her position was also something else.

"Show the lady her room, please."

Cyrus spoke in a soft voice but with a strong demeanour which did not sound lenient at all. The old lady nodded with a bow and gestured to Danielle and they both headed towards the particular direction. Even though Danielle was unwilling to accompany a stranger she was deep down assured, that if the alpha is obsessed with her then he would not kill her or let Danielle die in other's hands! 

A storm of gossip had been stirred in the castle that the noble Lord had brought an unknown woman. Danielle walked behind the lady with a curious yet stupefied gaze, whereas the staff of Belle Morte stared at her with disbelief. She was led through multiple corridors far away from where she had left the alpha alone. Every step she took away from the alpha scared Danielle even more, considering that anyone could kill her at any point because she was just an ordinary woman. Someone without a wolf, precisely an easy target for everybody present in that castle. 

'Why are they seeing me like I am some kind of abomination? Are they able to sense that I have no wolf?' 

Danielle had no idea but she could sense burning gazes fixated on her as she walked behind the old head maid. While the other staff was doing some cleaning chores in the arcade as they partially stared at Danielle with envy and disgust. 

Danielle sighed with relief when she reached her room and it made her realise that now her life in the Belle Morte was not going to be easy. The castle was the literal example of "life is not the bed full of roses it has thorns too" and just like that she was the only rose within those thorny walls. 

Only if Danielle had known that the whole female werewolf staff members were not able to sense her unusual natural scent because it had been masked by the noble lord. Yes, the alpha Cyrus deliberately bit her on the thigh to hide her scent from others which was the stimulus which attracted count Hawthorne. 

Thus, at that moment Danielle was smelling like the alpha and that was the cause which made the male staff stare at her in shock while the females displayed utter hatred. Because only the opposite genders could smell the scent on Danielle’s body, whereas the reaction from the females was the result of jealousy.