Slave Ahsoka Novels & Stories

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.

After that, I returned to my quarters to rest. I felt a hand shaking me awake and my eyes peered open to see a disgruntled Diana. “What are you doing here?” “What does it seem like I'm doing?” I retort sitting up rubbing my eyes off the remnant of sleep. “The Alpha…” “Can you stop with your constant recitation of the Alpha this or that I’m a slave to this kingdom and it’s my duty to carry out my responsibilities. I am Sheila and I’m a slave, that's it!” I snapped, making her jolt in shock.

How could a slave be from an Alpha bloodline? My wolf cried out bitterly in my mind, "You idiot! How could you reject a mate with Alpha bloodline?" "Rising Moon Pack already has a new Alpha. This girl is just a lowly slave now. She doesn't deserve to be my Luna at all. It was right for me to reject her," I stubbornly told my wolf. But then why did I feel anger surging within me? "You are such an idiot. You're lamenting now, right?" My wolf was taunted.

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.

"She'll be trained to be one of my assistants." Lilian and Lily's auras became more aggressive. "She was a slave!" Lilian said indignantly. This time I raised my aura. "You said it well, she was... In our domains, slavery is one of the last resorts." I spoke in a controlled voice. "As far as I remember, you two have already bought some slaves out there, and I didn't say anything." I know my aura is heavier, so they both bowed briefly. "Yes, my King." They spoke in unison.

I was out of line. “My apologies Alpha.” I turned my attention to the Beta who’s eyes were wide with confusion as he looked between the two of us. “Alpha?” Greyson asked before I could answer his question, this time his eyes were on his pack leader. “She’s lived here as a slave practically her whole life, this is all she knows. I told her my name was Abel.” The Alpha stated seeming frustrated, but I was so lost, none of this was making sense, I just wished they would tell me what they wanted so I could get it over with.

He grinned. "Masters," I said, "I am honored to present the daughter that you bred in my womb. This is Asoko, the newest sex slave of the Miller family. She is here to serve you in any way her nubile body can." "Y-yes," Asoko said. she bowed before them both, saying, "I am so honored to be your sex slave, Masters. My..." She glanced at me. I nodded.

He said before he let go of my arm and stepped away from me. My heart sank, bleeding from the pain of losing that tiny privilege that I had gotten from Ares. The room, the outfits, everything was going to be done and I'll be back to being a slave. "I..I'm sorry.." I pleaded, looking at my feet, unable to meet Ares' hateful eyes glaring at me. But Ares said nothing before he started walking down the hall. "You mean nothing to me Alora, you are my slave and nothing more. Let's go back to the estate where you'll face your fate." He said coldly.

He said deeper and more demanding. “Do it.” Laila urged. Tilting my head back I took the contents of the glass in one hard swallow. “I Alpha Colton Graham of the Twin Wolves pack claim you Amanda Heartly as my slave. I bind you to me with my blood and now you are mine.” He growled.

She was shoved down the freezing halls, naked, wet, and shivering from the cold—dragged like an object from one place to another. They stopped in front of a massive staircase leading to the castle's central tower, a corridor lined with torches and iron doors. The slave handler was already there, standing with her bloodstained whip and a stern expression, still furious about the defiance Selene had shown even while bleeding and weak. "Looks like you got lucky, little princess," she sneered. "The Supreme Alpha picked you as his personal slave. The position every girl here dreams of, handed to a fresh arrival..." Selene bared her fangs at her.