Novel & Cerita Alpha Azel's Slave Mate

Jed said, “Call Grizel.” “E-Eh?” the servant stammered before seeing the serious look on Jed’s face. “R-Right away, Sir!” He turned to the door, leaving Jed and Naya. Naya quickly grasped the situation. Apparently, the pack guest called Sana Azalea wanted to see Alpha Prince Kael’s mate. Naya remained quiet. Soon, the same servant from earlier appeared, bringing with him a female servant.

She was a blonde with long hair that went down to her waist. “I do want her gone, but definitely not dead.”She looked at me lying there and took her left heeled leg and stepped on my already broken leg and twisted it, i felt so much pain i got numb. “You better go back to wherever you came from yoi little whore. Alpha Marcus is mine, am his chosen mate and i need you to be gone.” she said removing her leg from my broken crushed leg. “If you do not find a way to get out of here am going to kill you with my own damn hands.” “Why are you worried about her anyway? You are his true mate she is just a slave he plays with.”

she asked. "Who sits in the other chair, the one beside Cole's?" I asked her. "That's Alpha to you! Don't ever call him by his name!" she snapped, glaring at me. "Sorry. So... who sits in that chair?" I asked her again. "Beta Chad," she replied, not looking at me. "And the bitch I hit?" I asked, my tone sounding a little harsh. "That's Paris, she's Beta Chad's slave," she said in mocking tone.

Alpha Tyler's POV. Flashback "Who is she?" I let my gaze wander to the dirty ugly looking lady that had fallen to the ground on my arrival. She was pathetic. "Marcel's woman Alpha. It was their wedding ceremony we interrupted......" "Oh......" I smiled. I would take this one home as souvenir of my victory, which was inevitable anyway. "Alpha, we'll dispose of her immediately........." "No no........take her captive alongside the others. This one's my prisoner.

he grabbed my suit’s lapel, pushing me backwards and causing me to stumble into a row of stools, wine bottles and glasses. After claiming Omega slaves at the auction, unmarried Alpha Kings can use them as sex slaves. Married ones have the option to employ them as castle maids or as additional sex partners if they’re unsatisfied with their partners or for other reasons. It’s their decision. However, Hermes was mistaken. I wasn’t treating Brianna like a maid, nor was I using her as a sex slave.

“Grandpa, Alpha Jackson is furious. Two of the slaves ran away and he has gone mad. He needs replacements as soon as possible or he’ll kill everyone around him.” “Don’t be dramatic,” the older man said. “It’s a good thing that happened. Now we’ll get a good price for these ones.” The man turned to us. “It’s a lucky day for two of you. You’ll get to serve Alpha Jackson directly. Gentlemen, which of these beauties are the most beautiful?”

No need to guess what effect it had on me. “Yeah right!” I sneered. “As if you wouldn’t be thrilled to be my mate. Look at you. You’re nothing but a bottom of the ladder servant wolf, with no chance of climbing any higher. You can’t stand there and tell me you wouldn’t want to be the alpha’s mate, and enjoy all the privileges that would come with it.” My words seemed to hit Joel like little sharp stones. I watched as his whole body tensed up, and his eyes darkened like day had turned into night.

“I just need your help. We have a cause, and you could be of good use for us.” I don’t understand how I could be of good use to him. I’m just an omega, a slave, I have no way of being able to help them. He smiles at me as he leans against the wall and says, “I’ve heard through the grapevine that you are the Renegade Packs Alpha’s slave… is that true?” I don’t answer him and when I don’t respond his smile gets wider. He says, “You’re close to the Alpha which means you can get some insider information about the pack.”

"You have a good heart too" "You ask to see me. Is there anything you want me to do for you?" "Kate told me a lot of things and she told me to ask you for clarity" "Ask me whatever you want and I will try my best to answer you" "Am I the Alpha's mate for real?" He nodded. "Yes, you are" "And he made me a slave because he doesn't want a weak mate?" He nodded. "Yes" "When did he find out I was his mate?"

she said, eyes dimming. “And how is that worse?” I asked. “Because in Slaver’s Bay, death comes from disobedience. But ze Alpha twins…” She paused, her hands trembling. “They’re far worse.” “The Alpha twins?” I asked, cautiously. Ariel nodded. “Oui. Asher and Azazel. Asher is calm. Ze other… not so much, he is known as the Mad King. Something broke in him long ago, and no one dared to fix it. Why do you think Madame Ysara keeps coming back for more slaves?”