《The Alpha's Slave Mate》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

JoelI was a sell out. A fake. A waste of space. A pathetic little….A door opened to my left making me snap to attention in my uncomfortable, plastic, olive green chair.A member of staff walked passed me, too engrossed in a file in their hands to even notice me.The noise of their high heels clicked down the otherwise silent corridor until they walked through the door at the other end. The door closed with a thud and it was silent again.I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, which gave off a creak of protest under my moving weight.I glared down at the offending object, daring it to even think about collapsing. It wasn’t like I was overweight; far from it. It was just that at 18, I was about 10 years too old to be sitting in it. It was just another symbol of the divide between me and them. I was sat on this shitty green excuse for a chair, while they would be sat on the best hand carved, Indian Oak chairs with velvet inlays and extra padding.Ok, I didn’t know if that was technic

I suddenly felt a haribo ping off my cheek and smiled sheepishly as I realised Lyla had been talking to me.“Anyway...” she said raising an annoyed eyebrow at my lack of attention, “I heard from Michelle that there’s going to be another ball coming up soon. Wouldn’t it be amazing to actually get to see what one looks like!”“Oh yes, I can’t wait to serve all those stuck up idiots.” I jumped up and put on my best Jeeves pose. “Would you like a brandy with that Sir? No? Well might I suggest a lovely scotch instead, it goes ever so well with the braised beef parcel with red currant jus.”Lyla rolled about laughing.“Anyway,” I added, “it’s unlikely that I’ll get to see anything. I wash pots remember. I don’t think I’ll be allowed out of the kitchen in case I contaminate the guests with my lower class disease.”Lyla just shook her head at me and gave a little smile. She was used to my rants. For some reason I had never taken to the whole hierarchy system that existed in the werewolf pa

I showered and dressed in some jeans and an old t-shirt that I had left here. Not a common outfit for me, but they would do until I got to my room.I headed out and set off towards the stairs that would take me to the family’s living area of the house.“Master Bournville might I have a word?”I spun round to see Duncan, our head butler standing before me with his head bowed.“Of course,” I said and followed him into his office.I liked Duncan. He had been with the family a long time and had earned our respect and trust.“I’m sorry to bother you but I just wanted to confirm a few details about Saturday.”“Ok, sure, what do you need to know?” I had no issue with discussing Saturday’s ball with Duncan but I did think it was a little odd of him to ask me about it. My mum and dad usually dealt with all the logistics. I merely turned up, and quite frankly they were lucky I even did that sometimes.“I was hoping you would just take a quick look over the seating plans and make sure they l

CasperI stared at myself in the mirror and sighed. I hated these things. Not mirrors, balls.Admittedly, at first I had been excited whenever my father threw me a ball. The first couple of years I was filled with anticipation, hoping that today would be the day when I would finally meet my mate.Now I just felt like it was a huge waste of my time.There was a knock on my door and Jamie, my Beta, stuck his head round the door.“Come on Casper, the first guests are due to arrive any minute.”He disappeared again, just as quickly, probably keen to go and get a good spot downstairs.Jamie also hadn’t found his mate yet, so he too was eager to meet as many she-wolves as possible. He had only just turned 20 though, so he still had plenty of time left.I stood up and took one last look in the mirror.I guess I looked ok. People always told me I was good looking, but honestly, I wasn’t sure if that was just because I was their future Alpha. I mean, who would tell their future leader that the

CasperThe first person I bumped into when I walked into the ballroom was my father. I fought hard not to roll my eyes at my bad luck.He always seemed to take it personally when I didn’t find my mate, and usually took out his frustration on me, like I was some kind of failure.I braced myself for it.“So, did you meet her?” he asked with a glint in his eye.I was momentarily thrown. Did it look like I had found my mate? I held back my sarcastic reply, and instead said, “No, not this time.”My dad frowned briefly but then his face cleared as he said, “No, not your mate, I was talking about Miss Hartley.”“Oh, yes,” I said in response, but then immediately grew suspicious at his tone. “Why, what have you got planned Dad?”“Oh nothing, nothing,” he said patting my shoulder lightly.I knew him better than that. But I also knew it wouldn’t be wise to push him either. I’m sure I would find out soon enough.“Where is she anyway?” my dad asked.“Oh, I’ve assigned a member of staff to h