Alpha Azel's Slave Mate Novels & Stories

Alexa promised, and the murmuring among those present increased, much louder than before. It was clear none of them was satisfied with Alpha Logan's decision. "From today henceforth, you're nothing more than my slave! You have till the end of today to rest, and then, you will start work effectively from tomorrow." Alpha Logan pronounced with authority. He had thought about his discussion with Simon all through the night and decided to follow the Beta's suggestion. Alexa is his mate, given to him by the moon goodness. Even though he didn’t want her anymore, he should at least give her a chance to live.

Her eyes widened even more and she quickly rushed to where I was standing and knelt down in front of me, " The Alpha rescued me yesterday from rogues and brought me here "I see," I said, although, Dylan had done a lot of rescuing before, something about this one just set me off "Please, just allow me to stay here, I promise I won't drag your position with you even though I am the Alpha's mate" she begged, clutching my feet. The only thing that registered in my head was "Alpha's mate" What did she mean by that, unconsciously, I forcefully removed my feet from her clutches and she got kicked on her chin

Once the chains were removed, he placed a cufflink on her to keep her from transitioning into a wolf and keeping her weak. “This is how it’s going to work,” Marlon said in a formal tone, addressing us both. I stared at this girl with dismay, and she stared back with a shocked expression. “This new slave is going to act as a caregiver for Mateo, while you are going to act as my handmaiden during the day. Once duties are completed, you will return to this shack, and she will be brought to the slave’s shack on the other side of the garden.”

I don’t expect much from someone like him. “What did you say?” Alpha Norman said, his voice barely a whisper but I heard him well. “Do I really need to say it twice? This slave right here,” He glanced at me over his shoulder. “Is. My. Mate.” Not any one of us had missed the emphasis in his words.

Did that mean they didn't want me anymore? My breath hitched, and I stared at them wordlessly. I didn't want to be enslaved, but I also didn't want to leave my mates. My eyes watered. Were they throwing me out for another woman? Their Luna? “Don't you understand, Jasmine?” Alpha Ryan spoke, annoyed. “You will no longer be considered our slave but will be recognized as our mate.” I froze. I was going to be recognized as their mate. I was… “The mate of the great Lyman kings!” Alpha Zachary added. “We will accept you as our mate.”

“Oh, Moon goddess, I can’t wait to become his mate. I’ve been dreaming about it.” Another one beside her laughed softly, twirling a loose strand of hair around her finger. “Mate or not, I don’t care,” she said with a sly grin. “Even if he just wants a sex slave, I’ll volunteer. I just want to have a taste of him—just once.” My stomach turned harder. Where are their shames and self respect? Because I can’t even see any. “Oh, the Alphas… imagine being mated to one,” another slave near me whispered, her voice dreamy. “Alpha Harlan, I’d let him take me first, rough and sexy, his eyes staring down as he claims me.”

"I just wanted to let him know that I should probably be let off as a slave.” “You can never be let off, you know that. But do you have to meet him on his mating day?" I chuckled dryly. "I just felt I needed to say it at that moment." “Or…” Azira's dramatic pause made my heart split in two. I cocked my head, my eyes sharp, trailing the twisted lines on her face. “I know he must have done things to you, your body and…” I gasped. “You think I didn't know? How do you think it's possible for an Alpha who bought a slave to stay chaste?”

‘How dare you, a slave, speak to me like that? ‘I just… it’s not fair. I…’ I stammered desperately, avoiding his gaze. ‘You do not speak to your Alpha that way. Not now, not ever. Do you understand me?’ His voice was cold as ice, demanding obedience. I shivered, nodding in agreement. ‘Do You Understand?’ He insisted, his proximity bearing down on me. ‘Yes, Alpha.’ I choked out, my heart beating so loudly it drowned out everything else. I watched the wheels turn in his head as he fought the pull of the mate bond, deeming me unworthy. Just because I’m a slave.

A single word came to me, unbidden: caught. Then Alpha Mace added, his tone like a blade sliding free: “I want her as my slave. It’s the price I want from you.” The floor seemed to tilt under me. My breath caught, jagged. A slave. My stomach turned cold. Was this a rescue? A trade? A different kind of cage? My Alpha’s jaw worked, his eyes dark. “I’m sorry, but that’s impossible, Alpha. Ask another price.” “She’s the one I want.”

Martha didn’t respond to what the werewolf just said to her and kept her calm. The werewolf was angry at Martha and got even angrier when it noticed Tyler approaching her with another tumbler of water. It let out a huge groan and said, “You better not listen to her demands Tyler. Remember they are not our guests but just slaves” Both Cindy’s and Benjamin’s eyes widened as they heard themselves labeled as slaves in front of their daughter. Martha didn’t show any signs of getting offended upon getting called as a slave since she believed she was smart enough to not register the bullshit coming out of the werewolf’s mouth.