Alpha’s Slave

Absolute loneliness surrounded me. The other kids wanted nothing to do with the crazy girl and even though I stopped my medication weeks ago Laila wouldn’t speak to me. I knew she was back I could feel her and even heard her mumbling to herself sometimes.A few more months passed, and I counted down the days until I could leave. I held some small hope that life outside could be better. It had to be.One night like any other I got ready for bed, crossing out the number on my little note pad and writing the next. “Only 496 more days.” I said to myself.“Shut up weirdo!” Danielle shouted. Throwing her boot at me. Danielle is a legend, constantly breaking out and coming back with a new tattoo or piercing and wild stories to tell. I secretly think she likes getting caught just so she can come back and show off. Her short spiky hair and pointed jewelry fit her personality perfectly.The hard heal of her boot found its target smacking into my temple, my left eye swollen almost immediately. I

First the sounds of birds chirping little melodies in my ear. Then the warm feeling of sunshine on my face. I inhaled deeply, the smell of exhaust fumes and hot tare snapping my eyes open.“Good you’re back. Being you is exhausting!” Laila quickly pulled back forcing me to take control before we fell face first into the sidewalk.“Unless you’re shoving my boobs in someone’s face then it’s fine.” I joked.“Listen, you have a top tier body and gorgeous face. I was just using the blessings bestowed upon us to our advantage.” She said with a flirty tone.“Seeing as we share the same body, I feel like you could be biased.” I rolled my eyes at her. “So, what happened?”“You passed out and I made a run for it. I was halfway to Mexico before I realized I forgot all our crap and had to turn back.” Laila’s tone was flat serious.“Really?”“Busted! I could never run that far with your weird body.” She said.“So is it top tier or is it weird. Make up your mind.” I laughed.“You passed out, not eve

The cabin is cozy and small, the door opens into the living room and kitchen. A three cushion couch with a wooden coffee table lining one wall and the kitchen on the other.A small two burner stove and sink left little counter space. Two tall narrow cabinets served as the pantry. Up the stairs a large space with two dressers and the bed. The loft overlooking the kitchen and the bed up against a window with a perfect view of the lake. Laila is ecstatic. “This is amazing! This whole space to ourselves. No five other girls in our room, no shared bathroom and no snoring.” She said excitedly.“Well I still have to deal with your snoring.” I joked. I had no sooner made it upstairs then a knock came at the door.Rushing down the stairs, pulling aside the little curtain and looking through the small window in the door. Tommy was outside holding a large tray covered in tin foil. I had completely forgotten he said he was going to make ribs. I quickly opened the door and tried to help him wit

I couldn’t have been in the bathroom for more than sixty seconds when two women I had seen go into the bar came in. One was shorter, her brunette hair in a pixie cut, her makeup flawless and her dress showed all her curves with half her skin showing. The other couldn’t be more opposite, her long blonde hair pulled carelessly into a ponytail. She had on pants that were clearly to big, a white t shirt and a flannel unbuttoned over top. The one with the pixie cut spoke first. “Listen don’t take it so hard, Blanes a piece of no good trash. You’re better off without him.” She exclaimed. “Why does it feel like I’m dying.” I grabbed my chest still writhing in pain. “A rogue rifling through the garbage is a better mate than that scum.” The blonde told me. The door to the bathroom swung open and a man appeared in the doorway. “Alpha Colton wants her!” He declared. Both girls stiffened before each one grabbed one of my arms and started dragging me to the door. As we walked through the res

When I awoke the next morning, I’m not sure what I was expecting but this wasn’t it.Beta Lucas lay with half the pillows on the bed behind him so he was sitting up. Noticing I had woken up. “Good morning sunshine. You hungry. Don’t worry I’m cooking.” He said. His tone cheerful and playful. “Good to know you feed your hostages.” I grumbled back at him. “Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!” He protested. Lifting his hands and shaking them back and forth. “You’re not a hostage. You’re free to leave.” He paused. “Whenever you want.” He finished. “Is that so?” I propped my head up and looked at him. “Absolutely, if you WANT to leave. You can.” His obvious over pronunciation of the word want had my attention. “You think I want to stay here?” I asked. “I have to go to work. Tommy and CeCe are expecting me.” I said sternly. The laughter that came from him was downright insulting. “You’re one job is keeping the Alpha happy. It’s a pretty posh job if you ask me. Hell given the chance I might consider swin