Jabba Slave 소설 & 이야기

Chapter 102 Janita's POV I saw how the elders stared at themselves in confusion before taking back their attention to the alpha. "Who's this new mate of yours, if we make ask?" The chief elder inquired. Jade turning to me in a smile brought forward my hands as he placed his on them. "Janita Bobs, my once slave servant." He profeesed as the elders stared in shock, but I got to understand it. Turning a slave to your Luna was one of the impossible things in the pack; it was rarely heard to be precised, so the stunned expression on their faces were justified.

He has done it this time, am dead, Lucas just killed me now. “No, she is not my child, or I wouldn’t be doing all those things to her but she is my slave. Do you have a problem with that beta?” Austin asked, acting cool like he is not affected by this but I know him better to think that way, he is pissed right now, in fact, pissed is putting it lightly because he is mad as hell and I am going to get it.

’ Sophia thought as she twitched her lips. "I'm sorry to say but that's gross, you know." She stated and turned to leave. "This is part of your job." He said as she pressed her lips together and closed her eyes tightly dejectedly, her back still turned. What is his problem, huh? "Do you want me to start explaining what you are, huh? You're my slave, get it?" That word hit Sophia but she shrugged and made to leave the room, not knowing what reply to give to him.

"Why not take the one beside her", somebody said and I gasped in shock. I turned to see the one who spoke and it turned out to be Jo's. I looked at the psychopath as if I was just seeing her for the first time. "You said what?", the slave master said and Jo's grinned. "That one before you.", she nodded towards me. "She is known as the Slave princess, cherished by almost every man in The Oak.", her eyes met mine briefly and she continued. "Her hair is a burnt blonde but you will think she is brunette. All shre can do, you will be surprised ".

The three of us turns our head in the direction of the door. "You may enter," I instructed before one of the humans has the chance to knock. The door swings open and reveals two slave girls, walking in with trays of food. Their eyes are averted, wellbtrained and well behaved. Their hearts are beating fast asnhell with their little scared asses. One of the slaves name is Abigail, she is one of my best slaves. I've been very tempted to get rid of Jasmine and claim the girl as my

“Among the nobility of Antacast, the old master is among the kindest and most reasonable kind. At least, he even takes care of his slaves.“ “Really?” Lili’s eyes turned into saucers. “Well, that’s if they have used.” Zaab tried to scratch his cheeks, forgetting that he had a thick helmet on his head. “You don’t need to worry about anything. From the looks of it, you’re a top-grade product. The old master might even grant one of your wishes if you willingly follow his words. When promises, he does it. Er, just don’t ask for freedom, that’s a different story.”

I spoke softly, trying to adjust as far as I could from the voice. “Athena, I am the guard who was standing watch at the Luna's garden,” He muttered. Wait? That guard… I was confused. How is that even possible? “How did you end up here?” I thought you….” “She locked me here; the Luna. Because I failed to do as instructed,” He confessed. I was still in awe. What does he even mean by all this? “What instructions, Mr. Guard?” I asked. “My name is Jebba. I was instructed to make sure you do not leave the garden. I didn't know the Sorcerer seeds had been planted in the garden….”

It was likely that they’d never tasted freedom before the war—or if they had, they couldn’t remember it. “Your master was quite handsome,” a small voice piped up. A slave, two spots away from me was leaning forward with a smile, looking around the slave beside me to get a glance at the pet of Lucas Lane. I didn’t want to indulge in the conversation. I feared the guard would walk right back through those doors any minute and we’d all be whipped for speaking out of turn. My lips twitched, but I did not reply. The girl pressed further. “I’m Vanilla. What’s your name?”