The Alpha's Slave Mate Novels & Stories

Rose’s POV: I stood alone in Alpha King Alex's chambers, staring out the window at the snow-covered landscape below. It was a cold winter night, and I was wrapped tightly in a fur blanket, trying to keep warm. Alex hadn't slept in the same bed with me since the night he caught me trying to escape. I had been taken as his slave mate ever since, but something had changed in me since then. I had remembered who I was, and the game had changed.

He said a little too harshly. Ohh… “Okay boss.” I whispered, earning myself a raised eyebrow. “In as much as you’re going to practically be my slave here, I wouldn’t want you to call me Alpha whenever we are alone, you’re not my subject, you’re my mate.” He drawled, looking at me. “Slave?” I asked quietly as that was the only thing I could think of. “Yes slave, my slave. You’ll be a maid here so that’s a slave right, I don’t care.” He replied nonchalantly, shrugging his broad shoulders as he spoke.

“Yeah, that was some display. Anyone would have thought they were mates with how they couldn’t even wait to get into the privacy of a bedroom… But then that is our Alpha…” They both laugh. I knew Randall was a playboy, but I had hoped that by being his mate, I would have been enough for him. Unfortunately, I wasn't. I then listen as they continue with their conversation. “So, who will be our new Luna?” “Her sister, Charmine…” “What’s Alpha going to do about Annalise? Isn’t she his mate?” “She is supposed to be and from what I heard he will be keeping Annalise as one of his sex slaves… There is a rumour that he may even start sharing her amongst the ranks however everyone but him must wear or

As if that wasn’t enough, I became a maid for Alpha and his family. I had thought that the next place I would be willing to be was my mate's. Probably making dinner as we have mini-me and him running around the house. I fantasized about it; I was so sure. The last thing I expected was to be a slave to an Alpha. A slave of an alpha was equivalent to a pet dog. All the alpha had to do was ask me to jump, and I'd ask how high. My life was for him and him alone.

I need to cook and bring this to the Alpha, and after that, maybe I will finally wake up from this nightmare, right? I tried to convince myself, but in the middle of cooking the food, two servants came inside the kitchen. Our eyes made contact, and I was about to smile at them when they both looked at me from head to toe as if I am the most disgusting person they ever laid their eyes on. "Look at her. So pathetic and weak." "I know. She's disgusting. No wonder why the Alpha tortures her and makes her his slave." "I can’t wait for the Alpha to find his mate. Imagine, the Alpha and his mate will torture her together. Quite a bond. "

Today, my body officially belonged to him. “Now that I've rejected you, get out of my sight,” he said, looking at me with deep hatred. “Don't forget. You are my slave, not my Mate. So don't expect sweet treatment from me.” With that, Alpha Charles threw me out. His room began to fill up with Concubines who entered in turn. As if he didn't think I existed, his gaze turned soft on the Concubines. . . . “Put your signature here, Miss.” Beta Hesse, showed me the part of the contract paper that I needed to sign.

While I held the doorknob and allowed him to ride me like a horse there was only a question lingering in my mind. “Alpha,” I managed to speak with our body making sweet but horny sound. “Earlier…did you feel our matebond?” I questioned. “No. Now shut the hell up and let me enjoy this fore-play!” He answered. His choice of words was like a dagger, an arrow to my beating heart. As long as Alpha Draco refuses to recognize me as his mate, I’ll always remain his slave. And Sarah…I’ll always be at her mercy. “Bella!” She yelled almost bringing down the whole place.

he taunted, tilting his head as if he found my defiance amusing. "No," I countered, my voice steady. "I know exactly who you are." "Alright," he snorted, folding his arms. "Then tell me, who am I?" "You’re not my mate," I said firmly, narrowing my eyes at him. "You’re the Dark Alpha." "The Dark Alpha?" he repeated, laughing mockingly. "Do you think about him so much that you're now seeing him in me?"

He looks well off and I wondered if he was a noble, or just a well to do member of the pack. Whatever he was, that's his business. As long as he gets out of my way. We spoke some more, and he gossiping turned to the so-called Alpha and his omega mate who he kept as his mate. They said he turned his mate to his slave because she was an omega and he took in the Alpha's daughter of another pack. I already hated the Alpha and I hoped that when I found my mate, he would be sweet and caring like my mother is to my father.

"What's the message?" He sat carefully, adjusted his collar once like it was too tight, and then looked at me with the expression of someone about to deliver something he wasn't entirely sure would land well. "Alpha Slade acknowledges the divorce proceedings. He is not here to contest them or cause a disruption to your family's territory." A small pause, like he was choosing his next words exactly as they'd been given to him. "He is asking for one private conversation. No lawyers. No formal pack representation from either side. Just the two of you."