"You'll eat here with me."
I watched in shock, unsure what I was meant to do, I had never eaten in his presence before, I don’t think that any slave had. I looked around one last time, waiting for a guard to come and whip me. But when none came I took a seat, timidly filling my plate and picking at the food.
“Thank you master, this is very generous of you.” I murmured, though he gave no indication that he had heard me.
“I’ve been thinking about what I asked you to do Annalise.” He said after several minutes of silence, causing me to jump. “I think I realise now why you are reluctant to obey.”
Wait what? He understands me? How can that even be possible? He had never taken a moment to be considerate before, never listened to the worries of slaves before. Does he really know why I don’t want a mate? Why I refused to bare children with anyone. Was he offended? Why was he so calm?
I had a million questions running through my mind as I watched him, waiting for some sort of clarity as to why he said that. It wasn’t like Balthazar to act this way, all of it was too much, too surreal. I couldn’t trust his actions when he acted kindly like this, their had to be some alternative game. He wanted something from me. Something that I would probably be unable to give him.
“What do you mean master?” I uttered, my voice startled and high pitched.
He turned towards me, his eyes blazing with something I didn’t understand, something I had never seen from him before. What did he want? It couldn’t be good, it never was. A small smile began to grow into such a dazzling one that he had never given before, one that no slave had ever seen. And while perhaps I should have been grateful for his kindness, for his calmness. I was anything but, I didn’t trust it and neither did my wolf.
Nyx stirred within me, warning me that something was wrong. Whatever he was thinking would change our lives forever, and not for the better. Never for the better. We would be more trapped than ever before. We would answer to no one but him.
“You find that no one here is to your standard, none of the male slaves could ever satisfy you. Not in the way that you crave.” His words were so strange to me, I had never considered anything along the lines of what he was suggesting, how could I?
My frown deepened as I shifted nervously in my chair, not comfortable with the direction the conversation was headed “I don’t understand.”
He meant sex I knew this, but what I don’t get is why he would ever think that I believe myself to be better than the others, why I would consider treating my fellow slaves in such a disrespectful way. I wasn’t him. I didn’t think like a master because I wasn’t one, I was a nobody a slave that he kept too close. Closer than all the rest.
So then did he mean…?
No, he couldn’t possibly believe that.
Could he?
“Annalise, you can stop pretending now, I know you disobeyed because there is someone here that you cannot resist.” He laughed and I had a strange thought that he had gone completely mad, like someone had casted insanity on him. “I have always kept you close, treated you well. That is why you want me, you want a mate who is strong. Who will take good care of your young.” His last words took my breath away, but not in a good way. “I accept you Little wolf, I will take you as my partner.”
Yep, he was batshit crazy.
“No I think you have this all wrong master…”
“Nonsense, I wouldn’t hear it if you tried to reject me.” He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I have been waiting for you to come of age for a long time, and soon; you’ll be mine completely.”
I cringed and my wolf growled within me, thrashing against the mental barrier that kept her at bay. How could he for one second think we saw him that way? I hate him! I want nothing more than to be free of hun.
Balthazar, my mate? Hell no.
I would rather die than be forced to give him my virginity. I had to get away from him before it’s too late, I had to leave before I turned nineteen. But, I must play it cool. If he thinks for one second that I am going to betray him, I will never make it out.
“I can see you blushing sweet wolf.” He smiled, reaching over the distance between us to brush my hand affectionately.
“Oh.”
In honesty I wasn’t blushing, I was furious. More angry than I had ever been before. But I couldn’t tell master that, he would have me punished if I betrayed him in this way. He wanted me, that much was clear. Is that why he always kept me from the others? Is that why I must run alone? He didn’t want me to connect with anyone but him, he wanted me completely reliant on him alone.
How dare he!?
my whole life he had been moulding me into the perfect slave for him, because he wanted to take me as a sex partner, he wanted me to give him children. I couldn’t do it, I would rather be skinned alive that have sex with this warlock.
“I have always treated you with a kindness I do not show to the others, haven’t you noticed ?” He frowned, his hand still hovering with mine. “I let you get away with much more than the others. I hated to punish you, but you are so stubborn and strong minded. Those are not good qualities in the partner I want you to be.”
I took several calming breaths, attempting to remain neutral and not blow up at him, I needed this run tonight. I had to get away while I still could.
I would never be his.
“I’m sorry, I never realised before master.” I whispered, training my voice to be as docile as possible.
“Think on my offer while you run tonight, it will be wise for you to accept me.” He said slowly, his tone changing once more, becoming to cold and distant beast I had always known. “Whilst I have been kind I can only do so much, and there are many who would pay a pretty penny for your virginity.”
He was threatening me, I knew it right away by the sinister look in his face. “Be with me, or be raped.” He might not have said the words, but I knew what he meant. What he would do to me if I refused him.
“I will think on it tonight master.” I smiled sweetly, whilst my insides were cold and angry.
I can’t believe this is happening, as if my life wasn’t hard enough, I just couldn’t picture myself being anything to this warlock, and the thought of him touching me so intimately made me sick to my stomach. I wouldn’t be able to do it. But to be raped if I refused? What choice did I have?
Escape or die.
Those were the only options left.
“You are dismissed.” Laughed my master, perhaps knowing the internal battle that I faced with myself.
I walked towards the kitchen, the mansion oddly quiet as all the wolves prepared for the one night of the month they get off, the only one where they can shift freely and run from the acres of wood that surrounded the masters house. I open the back door, feeling the breeze wrap around me as I close my eyes, this way the only day I was allowed outside and I would always cherish it, the best day of the month was when I could sink my toes into mud and smell the scent of the forest. I pull off my tattered shoes and smiled as the cold earth greeted me. It was wrong to keep a wolf locked up indoors, but that is what Balthazar chose for me, said I would appreciate his kindness of the full moon run more if I didn’t go out any other time.I suppose I do understand what he means because I do appreciate it more, but I also wish that I was locked away most of the month too. I hate being indoors, I have since I was a little girl, the earth always seemed to call to me, it helped me t
Their was no going back now, I had come too far, the boundaries of my master’s territory was miles behind me and still their was no sign he knew of my absence.I knew I wasn’t out of danger yet as I pushed myself harder, the landscape rushing by, I had crossed three rivers and four roads without being spotted by anyone. I had no clue where I was as I slowed down in a small clearing, turning in a circle and sniffing the air. It was strange, I thought I had smelt something sweet a few seconds ago, but now it was gone.I turned my nose to the ground and sniffed the earth, wondering if it was some kind of plant I could smell, perhaps fruit. It was something I had never smelt before, something alluring and strange. I plopped down onto my stomach to rest, I had come hundreds of miles and it was almost dawn, Nyx and I were exhausted, we had never travelled so far before. We had never left Balthazar’s estate in north America before, but now it was different,
“I’m just passing through. I didn’t mean to get in anyone’s way.”Alpha scowled menacingly, his eyes skimming over my body in anger, stopping at my neck and wrists. “Who did that to you?!” He growled deeply, causing me to jump and step back.Why was he so angry?I looked down at my body, at the old scars and new bruises that lined my petite form, the welts still present on my wrists from the silver chains. This is what happens when Balthazar takes a liking to you, he hurts you, torments you. That was the life I was running from, trying to get as much distance as possible between me and my master.“I’m a slave.” I whisper, hoping that they would help me, if he’s angry about the scars then maybe he can protect me. Save me from the warlock.“A slave?” Blue eyes gasped in horror, some of the wolves around us whining. “Only warlocks and vampires have slaves.”
I didn't know if everything that alpha Dean had said was correct or not, I wasn't even sure that I believed their legend that I was to become some sort of great alpha that brought some other packs together or something like that. I wasn't even entirely sure what a pack was apart from what he had told me and what I knew from the stories my mother had read to me when I was a young pup. I was uncertain what my future would hold, or why I might have to do to belong, but I was determined to try, I had to do something with my life.I just hoped that it wasn't what he thought, I didn't know the first thing about leading anyone! I had spent my whole life as a slave, used and beaten whenever Balthazar saw fit. The only things I had ever known was loneliness and fear, and I didn't think those would help me in this. How did a pack work, were the wolves there really free to do as they wished, to come and go whenever they wanted to?Did that mean I would be able to sh
I remained as still as possible as Zane carried me through the town and onto the outskirts, a large building coming into view, something that could even rival the home of my master. Other smaller houses and something that blue eyes called flats were littered everywhere and I soon realised that this was a community, not a slave trade as I was used to. The people were so happy, the children laughing and playing, it was strange, seeing people so happy, but I guess it would be considering where I came from.In Balthazar’s care you rarely smiled, I had almost forgotten what it felt like to be happy, to be a child who didn’t know the cruelty of the world. But he ripped all that away from me when I was seven, forcing me to watch in that room as my parents died slowly from torture. I wished and pleased to the moon goddess to help them, to save my family. But she never did, instead they died whilst begging for their lives, while pleading for a mercy that never came. Their
Sarah scoffed, her hands curling into fists. “You’re acting like she’s your mate! She’s a dirty rogue.”“That’s enough Sarah, you can see she’s been through a lot.” Another wolf in the room spoke up, coming to my defence, her eyes reminding me of the spring red roses that Balthazar used to litter around.She was smaller than Sarah , with dark brown hair that was pulled back into a high ponytail, she was still in her pink pjs but I wouldn’t have messed with her by the scowl she was giving Zane’s sister. She looked fierce.“No one asked you Eve.” Snarled Sarah.I was almost certain that Eve was turning red from anger, “No one needs to when you decide to be a bitch!”“Enough both of you!” Zane growled, his voice carrying throughout the pack house. “Sarah for your information, yes I can feel the bond and so can your alpha!”Gasps of
Zane finishes helping me wash and dry myself, giving me a pair of green sweatpants and a grey jumper, he is the most kindest person that I knew. He allowed me to take my time, never once rushing me, never once complaining that I am too slow. I appreciated everything he was doing, And I knew he would do more, he said that he would always take care of me, thought he would love me more than anyone else and the alpha felt the same way, I belong to them both.I sat on the bed whilst Zane collected a tray of food from the other door, a piping hot bowl of soup and some bread, along with a cup of coffee. I devoured the soup in no time, Not really realising how hungry I was until I smelt it. I couldn't help but feel a little bit guilty that I couldn't give them anything back, I have no money, no food, and no clothing. I have left everything behind when I ran. I had nothing to my name.Zane watched me eat with a small smile, his eyes always kind and gentle. “When was
We walked down the stairs and into the massive entryway, turning left and heading down a long corridor to the kitchen, which was equally as large, both Eve who I met the night before and Dean sat at the table surrounded by food. Clearly waiting for our arrival.“Morning.” Zane called and they both turned to look at us, smiles on their faces.“Morning.” They said in unison and I wondered what they were to each other.“Good morning.” I repeated, trying to be polite and hide how nervous I was.Zane led us to the table, still clutching my hand, Dean’s eyes finding their way their, to where we held each other. I could have sworn I saw jealousy in his eyes, but it was gone so quick that I wasn’t sure, and again I wondered who Eve was to him. We’re they related? Was she a friend, a lover? I wanted to ask, but I didn’t want to seem possessive when I hadn’t even met him properly yet, all I knew was