The Slave Mated To The Pack's Angel Novels & Stories

I said. “That makes two of us,” he replied. “Today is for me and you, but tomorrow, I will officially announce to the pack that I have found my mate.” “I’m not sure they’d care about that,” I said dryly. “Why not?” “I heard you turned your pack members into your slaves.” He laughed. “That’s ridiculous. My pack is my family. The slaves are werewolves from the packs I conquered.” I remembered Cherise and Ebbie and all the other Gypsies who were serving as slaves here. This was probably my best opportunity to set them free.

“Some of you remembered what happened when we attacked the Red Stone Pack as rogues. We took Alpha Leo’s daughter as our captive to use as leverage against her father. When we failed, we took her as captive and turned her into a slave.” My chest constricted after hearing my fate in Alaric’s camp. But what baffles me is how my status took a 360-degree turn. Was it after Alaric found out I was his mate? “I know that in everyone’s eyes, Erin Acklen is a slave to the Black Water Pack, but what I failed to divulge was that Erin Acklen is my mate. She is this pack’s destined Luna.” A loud gasp met Alaric’s revelations.

I hadn’t written my vows, but I knew exactly what I was going to say, and I have my suspicions that one of us would cry. As I drove into the Royal Pack territory, I felt the rush of power that came with being mated and my soul having become one with the Angel. The power that belonged to the royal bloodline, my body felt stronger my senses sharper almost like Hunter was on steroids, yet he wasn’t. Angel and the pups must have felt it also as they all suddenly woke up. Angel’s eyes were glowing their neon blue and after a quick glance at the pups I was astonished to find theirs had the same reaction. “You guys feel it to, don’t you?” She asked looking back at our pups even though she knew they

I glanced up to see the Alpha of the pack and I immediately straightened my shoulders to at least wear some air of dignity "It's so pathetic that your husband didn't even bother to look for you" he spat and pulled my hair, "it's been three days, what Alpha will not even bother to come for his Luna, I heard you both shared a special mate bond hence, he must have seen where you are" "I won't let you use me to get to him" "Perhaps you have become so useless to him, you were once a powerful witch but you lost your powers and even your child, of what use are you to him?"

“You’re nothing but a fly in my path.” A shiver ran down my spine. I’d never seen a wolf’s eyes turn silver before. They were meant to glow gold when their beast took over. What was she? Elias’s fury trembled beneath my hand still on his shoulder. His glare bored into me. “Let me go.” I hesitated. My mate stood across from us, barely holding onto her humanity. My gamma trembled with rage and grief. My kingdom waited for my command. Slowly, painfully, I released him.

Only God knows if any of them standing beside me was among those that invaded our pack years back. "She is a slave in the black storm pack," Jade cuts in since I wasn't saying a word. "Just a slave!" "Not really, she got mated to Alpha Khalid's first son, Albin," "Oh!" I watched Jerome gasp with his mouth forming an O curve. I sighed and looked away, the mere remembrance of those mate bonds had my throat burning and scorching in bitterness. "That doesn't sound like a good thing," he mumbled before gesturing for us to come in.

Questions and exclamations filled the air, and Angel struggled not to cringe under the scrutiny of the entire pack. Why couldn't I have just controlled myself? she asked herself. She was surprised when Layon ignored the pack and wandered over to nuzzle his snout into her cheek, offering her a lick before he turned and began to shift back into his human form. Fearful of their gazes, Angel remained in wolf form, pressing herself against Layon's bare leg even as he addressed the pack. "Angel Hale is the traitor's daughter no more! She is my mate, the mate of the next pack alpha!"

“I’m sure that you’ve seen the tattoos of Duke and Rory. We promised that we would be there when she got Marley. Tradition. Tattoos and alcohol.” “In that order?” Wyatt asked. “Always, you’ve got to hydrate.” Gunny nodded his head. “Angel shredded the sniper, now she’s afraid to let Angel out. It used to be, she’d shift and chase my pups around.” He smiled at the memories. “Your pups?” “My mate is Were. She got kicked out of her pack for mating with me. She’s considered rogue, but she’s called packless. On the account that I belong to the Marine pack. Not sure what we’ll do now that I’m out.”

“By the end of the night you’ll scream my name as you beg for more.” She leaned in close to whisper against his ear. “You’ll be screaming just as much.” Fred had no doubt of what she’d get him to do. He was her slave just as much as she was his toy. With the full moon glaring around them, Fred took her hard, making love to her in the water. They were a mated couple, destined by fate, and made real by the love glowing between them.

It was uncommon for her to praise someone so openly and not the war god. “Why are you scared?” she asks yet again. Damon stares at her for a few seconds before sitting up and pulling her along with him. He lets her head lay on his tights while he watches the waves hit the shore and returns. “You got your wolf, and she is beautiful.” Damon smiles looking down at Seranda who hurriedly sits up staring blankly at her mate not sure of how to respond. “I don't have a wolf… I was not born to get one... I am a slave, a sacrificial lamb for the soul of Zeranda " Damon just chuckles.