Rebirth Of The Alpha’s Slave Mate Romane & Geschichten

I try to drag my hands away but his grip is tight and I have no choice but to breathe out of my mouth and give him an exasperated look. "I'm sorry for restraining and trying to stop you from doing your job, but I need to talk to you" He says and my eyebrows shoot up. First and foremost, he's sorry? I am just a slave, why would he be sorry, he did not even need to justify his actions, he could just have commanded me to come with him and I would not have a choice but to follow him. The Alpha is behaving very strangely, and it's so confusing. My wolf starts howling in excitement, the mate bond shining like a beacon in my mind's eye, and I have to admit it, the physical attraction between me and

"The threads of fate can be rewoven. We all make mistakes when we're young. But Damian has long since moved on from that unsuitable mate bond." "You're right, my love," Damian chimed in. "Meeting you made me stronger." The surrounding pack members laughed along, continuing to praise them as a true match made in heaven. But I remembered. I remembered that first Alpha roar on his eighteenth birthday, the first time his wolf had howled for me. In our past life, we were true mates, handpicked by the moon goddess, drawn to each other by a connection that ran soul-deep. He had pinned me against a laurel tree, his hot breath ghosting against my ear. "Selene, look at me. My wolf has chosen you. The

I didn’t believe it then, and I still don't believe it now. It was bad enough Victor had stolen my birthright and my father in one fell swoop. But to sniff after my mother, who had still been grieving at the time? Alphas were supposed to lead and to protect the pack, not murder their way into the position because they wanted someone else’s mate. It took me only minutes to pound him to a bloody pulp, at which point Rebecca had begged for his life, offering herself up as my mate in return. And now here we were, eating cake and hotdogs and pretending life wasn’t just one giant series of fuckups.

I shouted, but the darkness consumed me once more. After another period of unconsciousness, I awoke again in bed, my head pounding. Vivid flashes assaulted my mind—scenes of devastation and horror. I saw the Alpha, cradling his pregnant mate, begging Ruth for mercy, only to witness the brutality that followed. Ruth’s long nails pierced the Alpha’s mate, pulling out the child and discarding the lifeless bodies to the ground. The Alpha, utterly defeated, wept in despair, kneeling before Ruth. I was horrified to see her kick his head away as if it were nothing.

Before I could figure out what the hell was going on, that Romeo made another appearance. Romeo had hated Xavier for a long time and was happy to get his chance to get back at him finally. He walked in with the stance of a pouting rooster. "We got a tip that someone produced evidence that Alpha was having an affair with a Slave. It just so happens that I' m investigating an arson case in Sin Pack, and the king ordered me to look into the case in the meantime. Alpha is temporarily taking back the management."

Rebirth in Blood: Vengeance in the Marrow Book 4; Chapter 1 – The Wrong Twin The moonlight no longer felt like a blessing. It was a cold spotlight illuminating the ruins of a life I’d spent twenty-one years building. I didn’t knock. No, an Alpha’s mate doesn't ask for permission to enter her own mate’s office. But as the doors swung open, the air rolling out was pregnant with the taint of lust, a cloying heat that made my skin crawl before my eyes could even process what was playing out in front of me.

Instead, I focused on the memory of the fire, the pain of the poison, and the cold weight of Willow’s lifeless body. When I opened my eyes, I didn't see the Nightmoor Alpha in my mind. I only saw the wolf who betrayed me. I gathered all the grief, the cold resolve, and the bitter fury I had accumulated over two lifetimes, and I pushed it down the fragile wire of the mate bond. I didn't know if he felt it. But I sent it anyway—a simple, strong, pure burst of contempt aimed directly at Alpha Lucien Thorne. The bond screamed back at me with a raw, agonizing counter-pain that brought me instantly to my knees, leaving me clutching my head as the cavern spun around me.

“Don’t you fucking call her a slut, Larissa. The next time you do, I won’t hold back.” “Oh I dare you, Kayden.” She hissed. “So what? You’re going to kill me for your whore?” My body bristled and my jaw clenched. Before I could stop myself, I closed the space between us, wrapping my fingers around her neck and squeezing hard enough to cut off her airflow. “Come at me if you will, Larissa. But I won’t allow you call her names, right in front of me. You might belong to another pack now because of your mate, but the last I checked, I’m still your Alpha. So you will learn to respect your Luna.”

His heat seeped into my exhausted body, and I could feel every inch of his strength. And something else. Something that made my face burn with embarrassment. I knew exactly what was pressing against my stomach right now. Damian slowly opened his dark eyes again, his gaze locking onto me with a knowing intensity. Then, with a smirk and a teasing lilt in his voice, he asked, "So… how does it feel to serve your Alpha during his rut?" This was my first marriage. Damian was my first mate. Of course, he knew I had no prior experience. I had never helped an Alpha through his rut before. This was my first time with Damian.

He gasped, almost eye-fucking me. My heart pounded against my ribs as I waited for their response. This was the right time to know what I was to them. “Alpha, is she taken? You know, my youngest son is single. I could pair them if you don't…” “She is our mate. Back off!” Note: What do you think, guys? Calling Amber their mate? Is this out of jealous or they mean it? Next chapter is going to be erotic. Don't miss it