Sam's hand ran over her dress, smoothing it in place. She hoped the ground would open up and swallow her, and she hoped he didn't do something to her.“I'm-” Her wolf warned her just then, “I wouldn't do that if I were you! ” So she kept quiet, setting her hands back at her sides. She had not known she would fall asleep or that anyone would mind. She was merely a slave, and she shouldn't have eaten the food or tried on the dress, but she hadn't meant to!It was all just so wonderful and she was so hungry from such a stressful day, and oh, she had really done it this time. Her alpha stood in front of her, his eyes glowing a deep red. His cheeks were flushed and she regretted looking up at him so she looked back down, hoping he wouldn't notice that she had been staring at him.He let out a low growl that made her jump, and without meaning to, she took a step backwards. He came even closer to her, and she quickly ran past him and landed on the wineglass, shattering it into a milli
A few minutes into her reverie, she realized that they were all waiting for her to ask the million dollar question. So she did, eyes focused on the shiny black of her shoes.“W-w-where am I going to be?”Amal let his smile take over his entire face when he replied to her. “With me, of course. You're now my personal maid, at my beck and call.”They all forgot the rules and dropped items onto the floor while staring at him in shock. “What are you looking at?” he barked, “get to work!”The girls all separated and got to work. Sam quickly walked into his closet to set the dress on one of the hangers. He was hot on her heels, unbuttoning his shirt as he came in. Flushing a bright pink, she looked down at her feet walking so she could get past him quickly. Right before she passed him, he grabbed her arm and breathed in her ear.“I haven't forgotten your punishment, Omega.”Sam's face lost all of its color and she cleared her throat to stop the tears that threatened to come out. The
Amal's POV.Since he had found her in his bed earlier, he couldn't get enough of her scent. When she had run out of his room he immediately went to where her blood pooled on his carpet and sniffed at it, desperate for her scent. When that had proved futile, he remembered that she had laid in his bed and her body had been tangled in the soft cotton sheets. He ripped them off the corners of the mattress and bunched them up, letting his nostrils drag in her scent. He wanted to taste her. He wanted to bite her and have her scent all over him. She was heady, and had a nice scent he could go forever smelling. Soon enough, I remembered that she had eaten his food. And that her dishes were on the table outside. He stepped out and tested the rim of a glass. It still had a bit of orange juice and he could taste her on it.He loved her smell, and didn't catch himself until his wolf uttered something that was impossible by any means. Mine, it said. “No! ”he retorted, aware that he was figh
Sam did as he said and pulled her hair to the side for him. She was scared and she knew that she would be punished for all her shortcomings soon. With that thought in mind, she figured it would be in her best interest to do as he said, so things did not get any worse. When he stepped away from her, she caught her reflection in the mirror and saw that he had put a tag onto her neck. It looked like a thick black choker, but anyone who looked at it too long would notice that the crescent dangling from its center had his insignia on it. She was officially his property. He told her as soon as her fingers grazed her neck that she was his property. He informed her that as long as she had that on, she was his, and that she was to run every decision by him first. Her eyes started to pool with tears because she felt like cattle or livestock, an animal to be claimed. She tried to talk and her words failed her, tumbling around in her head and refusing to come out. He was still talking, and
The shower was one of the best 15 minutes of her life. While under it, she practiced how she would talk to the guests when they arrived. She was not a member of their pack and had come in as a reject from another, so she didn't want a situation whereby she spoke badly.She was worried that if there were any complaints, she would be banished completely from the pack, homeless again. She thought back to the abandoned house on the outskirts of town. She had lived there for months without being detected, and she hated how a small mistake like forgetting to put out her cooking fire had led to her discovery. She had made friends with a homeless dog, and she wondered how it was carrying on. She said a prayer to the moon goddess and thanked her for her kindness and her good luck so far. She rinsed out the shampoo suds from her hair and got to work taking a bath. She lathered the soap in her palms and then rubbed it onto her skin, watching the bubbles trail across her skin. After 10 mi
When they stepped out into the hallway, it was busy with activity. Lights had been strung all over the mansion's walls, and they gave the room a soft, orange glow, and Sam marveled at how beautiful the entire set-up looked. She knew she was supposed to be right behind Alpha Amal as he took his large strides, but she could not help it - she made a little twirl and looked down the banister at everyone down there. The mansion was the perfect picture of elegance. Wine glasses bubbled with the best wine, and the other members of staff stood by in their red dresses and suits, waiting for the party to fall into full swing.Of course by then, Alpha Amal had gone so far in the hallway that she had to run to meet up with him.She arrived just in time, and as she fell into stride with him, he turned to her and said, “before the party falls into full swing, I have to meet with my mother and father in my conference room. You are to come in as my secretary. ”Surprised, she turned to him to rem
Amal's POV.I had enjoyed the meeting between my parents, Paisley and I from earlier, and it was not because of the assets the union would be giving him. He had watched her diligently filing away tidbits from the conversation. She was so quiet as we talked about the unclaimed area of land that sat on the outskirts of our town.She had also taken notes on my schedule for the week and penciled down my meeting with the elders set to happen in the next two weeks. He had been focused on conversation, definitely, but he had also noticed that she had tied off her hair with itself and that many of its ringlets had fallen free. He may have been a powerful man, but he wouldn't deny that she was a beautiful woman, when her head was hunched over the paper like that. Of late his father had been getting on his nerves, questioning his decisions and actions and he could no longer bear it. He had carefully watched the conversation earlier, where his father insulted the slave girl and tried to take
Sam watched the wooden doors on the side of the hall open. The elders flocked out of the room, serious looks on their faces. Last came Alpha Amal and a man she understood to be the chief of security. They both looked around the hall and Sam wondered if there were cameras and a hidden security team watching the entire celebration. Soon enough, the chief of security left Amal, whose eyes swept over the halls searching for something. Or someone. She had done everything that the clipboard said to do, and had even seated some of the guests for a lack of anything better to do, and she wondered who he was searching for. She was hidden from plain sight, but she had a nagging suspicion that he was not looking for her.She turned to Charity who had quickly become a fast friend. During their conversation, she had learned that Charity was an orphan and an only child, taken in by the Alpha to protect her. She had also learnt that Charity had not yet found her mate and was on the lookout for him