Todos os capítulos de My Mate, My Slave: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Ezra’s POV It’s been minutes since Mica and Master Shiro left the kitchen however, the face of Mica keeps flashing on my mind. The way her eyes blinked uncontrollably at me as if she was asking for help. After the scene earlier, I think I already know why she’s quivering in fear and where the bruises all over her body and the cut on the side of her lips came from. I bite my lower lip and shut my eyes close. How could she ask for my help? Does she think I am someone she can ask for help with? I sigh. To be honest, not to discredit what she’s been experiencing, but I do think her position is better than mine. At least she’s not being asked to carry a child for nine months and vanish. I stared at the whole kitchen. Despite the bitter environment that I’ll face here in this place, I still could not stop myself from being amazed by all the house designs and the place itself. I don’t see such places way back in the village. This place feels like something I’ll see on the screen of the t

Ezra’s POV“S-Sir…?” I uttered under my breath.I immediately stand from squatting and walk towards him. His eyes are pierced at me. I cannot see any emotions from him which made me more nervous.I heard he is a skilled werewolf. After all, he won’t be an alpha if he isn’t. I’m scared that he might be hearing my racing heart.“Wazzup, Ryler!” Romeo greeted in a subtle mocking way. He landed his gaze on me before looking back to Ryler. “You got an interesting girl right there. You did not say she’s the daughter of—”“What took you so long?” Ryler asked and cut off his friend. He then darted his cold-gazing eyes at me.“U-Uhh—we grilled many cut meats—”“And why? How many are we who’s going to eat? Why? You want to eat as many as you can?”I gulp. I aggressively shake my head, disagreeing with what he said. I do not even know that I got to eat too. I thought it was only for them.“N-no, m-master…” I replied. I glued my eyes on the floor, staring at my foot and refusing to meet his eyes.

Ezra’s POV“Remove your f*cking clothes,” he uttered.His lips are on a straight thin line but the way his chest moves up and down is telling me he was never silent deep down.I gulped. I do not know if he is just saying it out of lustful instinct due to the mate bond, but I do not know whether I’ll obey him or not.I know how strong the mate bond is between mates. I felt it too. I wouldn’t have had the courage to slap Laura earlier if not because of it.And that is why I do not want to obey him. If the effect of the mate bond turned stale, I would only make myself a laughing stock for obeying him that easily.He tilts his head, making my thoughts stop and focus on him. He is too close to me that I feel like I will be having a cross eye as I stare back at him.“Don’t wait for me to tear that dress down,” he said coldly.Right. I am not a mate to him. I am his slave. Unlike other mate partners, they have a choice whether to give in to the effects of their mate bond and let each other t

25 Ryler’s POV I look at the ceiling peacefully, trying to have a grasp of reality. I just woke up, but I still feel sleepy. Guess I only had a couple of minutes before waking up. I look at the window on the left side of the room. Even the thick black curtain could not hide the currently rising sun from outside. I felt the bed rock due to the small movement made. I roll over and look straight at her face. Ezra fell asleep last night. I planned to call Roman to put her back in her cell, but I realized it's better for her to stay here-- no because I want her to sleep with me, but because I have something to discuss with her right after she wakes up. Also, I am certain that Roman is still at the party, enjoying his girls. We were too busy these past few days that I somehow thank Romeo that he threw a party to help him relax. Her head is resting on my chest while her arms are snaked around my waist. I can feel her heartbeat against my chest as well as her breathing. I stare at he

Ezra’s POV “Why don’t you have a scar?!” she hissed. Her grip around my arm tightened. I winced and tiptoed, trying to gently pull my arm from her, however, she doesn’t want to let go. “M-Ma’am…” I uttered. To be honest, I can easily pull my arm back, but I am certain that if I do it, she’ll get tripped to her feet. I bite my lips inwardly to stop myself from making a scene. I know Laura is already mad at me and I do not want to add something that would make her furious. My life here in the hands of my mate is already hard. I cannot afford another obstacle that I need to deal with. “Answer me!” she yelped. My lips twitch, not knowing how to answer her. I do not even know why she is expecting marks on my—Hold on. Does she thinks I was whipped by Ryler? My brows furrowed while thinking of that possibility. She aggressively let go of my arm and look at me with her narrowed-looking eyes. “What did he do to you?” she once again asked. This time, I pressed my lips together, refus