All Chapters of Forced to be the Mistress of the Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

POV Samatha It’s the last night of the pack meetings. We’re leaving for home in the morning. Kyle leaves every morning without a word. Then comes home in the wee hours, drunk again, and just passes out. The guards have been bringing me meals. I’ve been running every night with Gabriel to feel better. We decide not to run tonight. As it’s our last night here, Kyle might come home early. I’m watching a medical show on T.V. When I hear a knock at the door. How strange, who knocks at 8:30pm at night? I answer the door. There is a royal messenger. He hands me a royal package, then walks away. Oddly, he didn’t even ask who I was. I could have been anybody. What could it be? I put it on the bed and try to have a bath. However, my legs won’t move. “You get a surprise package from the royal messenger, you're not even going to open it?” Gabriel asks. “Curiosity kills the cat,” I tell her. “Well then, it’s a good thing we’re a wolf, and not a cat,” “ Fine!” I say. Then open the packa

POV Samatha I get back into the routine of work. After work, Amanda and I hang out and let our wolves go for runs. I find out Amanda had an affair with my father, the beta. When my mom, his chosen mate, found out, she wanted her thrown out of the pack. However, she is a cousin of alpha Kyles, father. So he went easy on her. Gave her the option of being thrown out of the pack or take on the position of head of the kitchen. A pack member needs permission to take on a mistress from the pack alpha. So really, I’m the only one that gives her the time of day. We talk about forming a mistress club. It’s just nice to have a friend again. She tells me all the rumours. Apparently, kyle is refusing to sleep with Melanie. Kyle’s father is threatening to send me away, unless kyle does as he told. Which is odd, Kyle is now the alpha. He really doesn’t have to do anything, or allow his father to send me away. One night when Amanda and I were hanging out. kyle walks in. “I’m r

POV Samatha I wake up in a daze. I wonder downstairs and make myself a cup of tea. It seems I’m the only one up. Grabbing a blanket from the hallway closet. I climb onto the porch swing, drinking my tea, watching the world go by. I hear the morning birds sing and watch the sun slowly rise. It’s beautiful and peaceful. When I go to rub my hand on the mini heart necklace, I always wear around my neck, that my sister lily gave me. It feels different; the chain is thicker and smoother and the heart feels like it opens. When I try to open it. I realize it’s a locket and the faint smell of him fills my nostrils. The smell of royalty. I can’t quite explain the smell. I always heard that until you reject your first mate. You don’t really smell your second chance, mate. Wait, this is supposed to be my sister’s necklace. Oh-no the night before suddenly hits me. The package from the king. The note, I don’t remember what it said. What did it say? I run back upstairs and search my