Alpha Azel's Slave Mate Novels & Stories

'Azalea,' I mumbled over and again, testing the name on my tongue while the slave handler continued to speak. "Are you certain of this, Alpha? You haven't checked out the other girls yet, and—" Desmond, my beta, had whispered something. My decision obviously took him aback because, on a regular day, I would carefully examine several slave girls before choosing one. Even for him, this was unusual conduct. But I didn't care, and I repeated. "Yes. She's the one I want.” I affirmed. The slave broker had cleared his throat after my declaration and waved a poster at me. He began talking, telling me the fee, which was relatively large - I paid without a doubt - and then informing me that Azalea was

the male sounded desperate. "Tell me what this is about, and I will find a way to help you," I said to the male. "Why don't you start with your name." "I am sorry, Alpha, but I can't tell you my name. But I want to say that in the Silver Pack, next to Chișinău, the Alpha there, Alpha Max, has a slave. This slave, a male, has been tortured for many years, but I am afraid that he will be killed unless someone helps him. So, please, Alpha Țepeș, save him," the man begged me.

He said deeper and more demanding. “Do it.” Laila urged. Tilting my head back I took the contents of the glass in one hard swallow. “I Alpha Colton Graham of the Twin Wolves pack claim you Amanda Heartly as my slave. I bind you to me with my blood and now you are mine.” He growled.

Mateo gritted his teeth. "I don't also expect you to talk when I'm not done giving the Master's order" Axel glared at him, and he lowered his gaze immediately. "Let me hear the master's message" Mateo eyed me, and I exhaled deeply. "The master ordered that the slaves should be allowed to go back to their rooms immediately. It's almost dark, they should go back, and continue tomorrow" Axel snapped, and Mateo raised his gaze still looking very disappointed. A smile of victory escaped my lips, and I rushed off immediately. My body was still messy, and I needed to wash it off as soon as possible.

Something within me whispered again but I could not decipher what it was saying. "You're human." His hot breath fanned my face. It was a statement but it seemed more like a question to me. "Yes," I answered shakily, wanting more. I needed to satisfy that hunger that he had awakened in me. "And my slave..." "As of three days ago, yes." My voice had become a breathy whisper. "This can't be." A look of confusion appeared on his face as he looked at me. With a sigh, and in a strangled voice, Alpha Cyrus said. "I can't accept you as my mate.”

Panic rose in me. I got up as quickly as I could and grabbed the bottom edge of his shirt before he got the chance to tuck it back in. I couldn‘t let him leave. I had to complete my task! “Please…don‘t leave,” I pleaded in fear. I couldn‘t allow him to go and be the executioner for my pack. Too many innocent lives were depending on this! Alpha Grey slowly turned around and faced me. Under his gaze, I felt ashamed of the way I looked in the thin clothing I had been provided. I didn‘t feel like an Alpha‘s daughter, but a slave trying to negotiate with her master.

He said a little too harshly. Ohh… “Okay boss.” I whispered, earning myself a raised eyebrow. “In as much as you’re going to practically be my slave here, I wouldn’t want you to call me Alpha whenever we are alone, you’re not my subject, you’re my mate.” He drawled, looking at me. “Slave?” I asked quietly as that was the only thing I could think of. “Yes slave, my slave. You’ll be a maid here so that’s a slave right, I don’t care.” He replied nonchalantly, shrugging his broad shoulders as he spoke.

"Carly, if that's the case, aren't you just supposed to instruct me to get your sister here rather than cry?" "I can't do that. You may still think you're my bodyguard but we all know that you are not. A slave cannot have a bodyguard," Blaze sighed before saying "You're not a slave, Carly. You're the alpha's mate" Carly sneered before raising the clothes she was washing up for Blaze to see "How many of the alphas have you seen that make his mate wash clothes, clear grasses, wash the floor, and do jobs that servants do? How many, Blaze? Forget it. We know who a mate is, I'm not considered one"

But I couldn't let her go either. She was mine! There was no doubt. 'Don't reject her. ' Ezekiel growled. 'I am not rejecting her. I want to taste her so bad. ' I answered. Alpha Hayder stared at my mate with longing eyes. He was going crazy internally when she offered to be my slave. There had to be a history between these two. I couldn't bear with the fact that my mate was wanted by another man so I dragged her along with me. To a quiet corner where no male eyes could get to her other than me.

That got me chills! Why would they think that their Tito already has a wife?! I'm at a loss for what to say. I can't open my mouth because of nervousness. Before their mother spoke, I felt someone touch my arm. That's when I felt relieved in an instant. His touch calmed me. “This is Aurora, she's my slave.” I hate hearing that I am a slave but then it is the Alpha, I can't do anything about it. “What? Not a wife or something?” Maybe she is his sister? They have similarities and I can tell immediately.