Mato Seihei No Slave Novels & Stories

It was the most animalistic sound I had ever heard in my entire fucking life. “Where is she now?” Ziyah demanded to know. The woman looked like she was maybe in her mid to late twenties. Her features did not look human or shifter, but I was not certain what she was though. The asshole’s head tilted until he could see her picture. His eyes watered when he looked back at my mate. I was fairly certain that he was two seconds away from losing his sanity if my mate had anything to say about it. “Slater. She’s Alpha Dion’s slave.”

The pain was excruciating. "Please, I am in pain." My pleas fell on deaf ears as his grip on my hair intensified. "I know you felt it too, the connection between us. I want to make one thing clear," he lowered his head and whispered into my ear, "Don't get any funny ideas. I can never mark you as my mate! You are a mere slave, and that is all you will be to me—a slave I can bed whenever I want." His finger trailed down my face and neck, pausing briefly at my bosom, which responded involuntarily. "Just like I will tonight," he snarled before releasing my hair. I immediately crumpled to the hard ground.

I asked. "That they couldn't beat you, just because they want to." My Master replied. I let out a low laugh. "Omegas are treated like servants... They get beaten too... Being a slave means I'll get beaten more." My Master was silent for a few moments. "Why do you keep quiet?"

“There is no time, Your Majesty. The more we delay the more damage she can cause to…” “I do not understand how a human slave can cause much damage to an entire pack of werewolves,” I wanted to see how he was going to explain this away. “Your Majesty, her mother changed the…” “But yours was not affected. I do not think she can drug the minds of werewolves,” I argued. “It might be disastrous to underestimate her. She is resourceful and…” “You can search for her but must do it without raising alarm. Theophilus is to be married very soon and the pack is still mourning Lord Salmon. A human slave should not shift the attention of the pack,” I said in a firm voice.

The name sounded familiar but I couldn't place my finger on it so I just brushed the thought aside. “Why, Miguel?” “Why what?” “Why me? Why do you even want a slave?” “You interest me that's why. You do things to me just by giving me that death stare.” He let out a sigh. “I want a slave because you're bound by a contract, you will do anything I say. Relationships are meaningless to me, you have more freedom in a relationship and I don't want that. As a slave, you have no choice.” “Psychopath!”

Wasn't it enough for her stepmother to hurt her father by having an affair with some young men behind him? And now, Jean's life would end up being one of the few auction women to become slaves to the lust of the masher men. Not to mention having to accept the risk if the man who bought her was a sadist or has a sexual disorder. Was Jean so despicable in her stepmother's eyes that she has the heart to sell her? Jean cried silently. "Silence means agreeing." Said Madam without wanting to hear anything from Jean. She also ordered her two bodyguards to carry Jean.

"No. I was just curious, why have you served Sebastian all this time?" "He's my king, even though he may deny it." She could tell by his closed off expression there was a lot more to it. "Is that the only reason?" Sighing he took a swig from his beer. "Along with Lord Sebastian I was a slave to Ivan the Defiler. When Sebastian rebelled he freed me as well." Her eyes widened. What the hell was up with demons and slavery? "I don't understand. How could you be kept as a slave? Couldn't you just go ghosty and disappear?"

“I am sorry for what happened Earlier, Sai. I was only…” “You don't have to apologize to me, Caspian!” I cut him off. “Celine is your Mate. She is your soon-to-be LUNA. You have to accept and treat her like one. I shouldn't be a burden in your relationship, Caspian! So, I'll appreciate it if you acknowledge the reason why I am in this mansion, which is to serve as your slave. So even if it is a SERVANT, wil you allow me to be one?”

I can't be late making breakfast, not again! My name is Theo Marco Rossi. I am 26 years old and I am an Omega slave for the blood moon pack. My life didn't start out this way I had loving parents, two sisters, and friends. All it took was 1 hour, 1 hour to change my life, and 1 hour is all it took for me to become an Omega slave.

I breathe hard. “Do you hold sexual feelings towards that slave? And I do not mean the mate bond.” “I do not.” I shove my hands in my pockets. “What’s between us is a debt.” “You must not fall for that slave. The mate bond is tricky, and that is why you must let Drago have her. If the slave must live, we need to be in control of her every affair and shall end her life when the time is right.” My fingers ball into fists inside my pockets. "Why? ...Why must she be watched by us or her life taken away? We owe her and not the other way around."”