As Mateo slept comfortably in the small bedding that Marlon had set up for him, I could hear some murmurs from outside the building I was staying in. It didn’t exactly sound like Marlon, and my wolf wasn’t growing excited at the presence.If anything, my wolf was getting more nervous the louder the voices got. Pressing my ear against the door, I came to realize it was just one voice. He was murmuring something to himself that I couldn’t quite understand.He was coming closer, and he was heading in the direction of the building. I took a step back and looked over at Mateo that was still sleeping soundly. I could hear my heart beating heavily in my chest, but thankfully it wasn’t heavy enough to cause me harm or make a fever break out.As he reached the door of the building, he pulled it open with ease and we stood face to face, staring at one another. He looked surprised to see me there; he looked around as though he had just gotten lost. His eyes went from me to Mateo and then to the

Alex wanted to help Mateo and me escape?If Marlon found out about this, he would have Alex’s head. He would also probably have my head too. There’s no telling what would happen to Mateo.Then again, if I left, it could give Mateo an actual chance at having a real life. I could take him far away from here and raise him on my own terms. While I continue to work at ending slavery for everyone else. I could make his world a little bit better, one day at a time. However, would I be able to do that if I didn’t continue my studies?I could feel my inner wolf being taken back by my own thoughts. She couldn’t believe I was thinking about taking Alex up on his offer. She didn’t want me to leave because she was so convinced that Marlon was my mate. But that was a load of crap; there was no way Marlon was my mate.Marlon was the kind of guy that could have his way with me without a second glance. He didn’t care what was at stake just as he didn’t care what would happen to slaves after he signed

Marlon waited until that night to go and speak with Deonna. He figured if Alex was going to be stupid enough to try and sneak her out of the manor grounds, then he would most likely wait until sundown. He wanted to catch Deonna in the act of getting ready to leave so he can scold her properly.Though part of him wasn’t up to actually scolding her; his wolf was telling him he needed to calm down, despite his protests. But he was a bit hurt that Deonna wanted to leave. Yes, she was a slave of his residency. But has he not given her everything she’s asked for? She has books, clothing, food, a roof over her head, a comfortable bed to sleep upon, and she’s even getting an education.He even kept her alive for all these months while she was pregnant.He’s done nothing but provide for her against his better judgment and it was still not enough for her. He understood that her life hasn’t been the easiest; the slave farm was anything but a walk in the park. He thought that life at the manor w

Dr. Lovewitt was over in just a few hours. We managed to sneak Mateo in through the gardens and into the manor undetected. Marlon had him lied down on his bed while Dr. Lovewitt examined him. Mateo was still burning up, and yet he was shaking to his core. I had never seen him look like this before; his cheeks were still red, and his eyes were watering without him actually crying. His lips looked a bit puffy as well.His features seemed to be thinning out a bit as well; as though he hasn’t been eating. But the bottles in the fridge have been disappearing so that didn’t make much sense to me.Dr. Lovewitt knew better than to ask further questions about Mateo and ask why he was still residing in the manor. Regardless, Marlon would never reveal the truth.I sat beside Mateo with tears staining my features as my sweet baby boy struggled to grasp his breath. Dr. Lovewitt placed a small IV of a clear liquid in Mateo’s right arm; Mateo also had a breathing mask because he was struggling to br

It’s been almost a week since Mateo was taken from me; my body felt numb, and I no longer felt like my own person. I still had to study though and maintain my grades at school; I was lucky enough that I haven’t been discovered yet. I told everyone that I wasn’t allowed to remove my hair wrapping due to personal religious reasons.Religion has always been a touchy subject for almost everybody, so nobody really questioned me any further on it.I’ve been reading a lot in the academy’s library about politics and about how the noblemen’s spot isn’t as stable as everyone thinks. They are always in jeopardy of being overthrown and if the king finds you disagreeable with his rules, he can either have you killed or replaced.I thought about how Marlon signed away the rights of slaves and couldn’t help but wonder if it was because he wanted to due to being a racist pig, or because the king made him. Lately, I’ve been seeing Marlon a bit differently; he’s shown me his more vulnerable side and op