I know I haven't updated this book in a while. My pregnancy got complicated and I ended up in the hospital and had an early delivery. I've also had a bit of writer's block with this story but that doesn't mean I've given up on it. I'm trying to finish up Alpha's fated Omega and then I will be focusing on this story for this app. I have one story I'm working on for another app and then stories that get published on Am*z*n. Plus I'm finding a new balance with four year old twins and a newborn. So please be patient with me. I promise I will be getting updates in this story ASAP. My goal is to have the other story finished by the end Feb and then focus on this story. Thank you for patience and reader ship.
The council meeting went by in a long blur. It ended with the council divided. Half of them didn’t care that I was a rogue slave, they were hyper focused on my lycan hertage because Maddox and I will give birth to children with the most lycan blood seen in decades. The other half cared very much about me being a rogue slave and believe I can’t be trusted. The meeting ended inclusive and there will be several more meetings before the council will officially back me as Maddox’s mate. I worry that they will try to stop Maddox from becoming Alpha King because they don’t approve of his mate. I don’t want Maddox to loose such a life changing opportunity. I know he would give it up for me, but I don’t want him to. He’s worked his whole life for this and he can bring real change. By the time we got out of the meeting it was just about dinner time. We eat a quick meal with my mom and Elliot. Elliot has some mate issues going on, so after dinner Maddox takes him to have drinks. My mom and I
Terrified doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel right now. The slavers came and tore apart my rogue camp like it was nothing. They herded us like animals, and now we stand in the main city, ready to be auctioned off like cattle.I may only be ten, but rogue children grow up faster than those who live in packs. Rogues aren’t always evil. Yes, some of us are banished for crimes, but many don’t like the strict life of being in a pack. Many Alpha’s rule their packs with an Iron fist. They tend to be unfair and unjust to lower-ranking pack members. That’s why my parents left their pack. They left before I was born. I was born a rogue, and now I’m about to become a slave.Rogues, if captured, are sold as slaves to the packs. It’s their cruel way of getting back at us for leaving in the first place. If we won&r
I go about my daily duties of cleaning the Alpha’s office, bedroom, and bathroom. I put away his laundry and collect the pile of dirty clothes that need to be washed. Alpha Maddox is now the official Alpha of his pack as his father passed a few years ago during the war with another pack. For eight years I’ve been his slave. The Alpha is surprisingly nice to me. He makes sure I’m fed, clothed, and my room is across the hall from his. Granted, it’s the size of a closet, but it’s better than staying with the other slaves in the basement. The basement of the packhouse is set up with cots for the other slaves. The servants get to go back to their homes when they are done their shift. The other servants and slaves hate me. They bully me every chance they get because the Alpha gives me special treatment. They don't think it’s fair.
I’m sitting in my office after getting back from training. I’ve been spending time going through my father’s old pack notes and documents. It’s a nightmare as the man refuses to digitalize anything. Nadia is supposed to be helping me, but she’s late. I’m sure she is being bullied. I wish she would let me put the bullies in their place.Soon it won’t matter. Soon she will know the truth. I told myself when she turned eighteen. I’d tell her the truth. She turned eighteen a few months ago, but I’ve gotten caught up in political bullshit and my uncle and mother trying to shove females at me in hopes they are my mate. Idiots. I’ve already found my mate.I come from royal lycan blood, which means as an Alpha, I can detect my mate at any age. I don’t have to be twenty-one, and neither does m
The day passes by, and before I know it, Nadia is leaving to fetch us dinner. As Nadia leaves my office, my mom and uncle step in. They both glare at Nadia. I internally roll my eyes at them. They won’t be looking at her like that for long, or maybe her being my mate will change nothing for them. No doubt they won’t be happy that I’m fated mates with a rogue slave.Nadia shuts the door behind her as my mom and uncle approach my rather large oak desk. I can already tell they want something, and I’m not going to like it. I swear if it’s another mateship proposal, I might just lose my mind. My wolf growls in my head, not happy with the thought of them trying to pair us with anyone but our mate.We can’t talk to our wolves, and they don’t have names. However, we can feel them and communicate in our own way, but
I leave Maddox’s office as quickly as I can. I can’t stand being around his mom and uncle. They make me uneasy. I’d rather deal with Olga or any of the other slaves or servants than deal with Maddox’s family. His father wasn’t too bad, he was simply scary. His cousin, Elliot, isn’t horrible, but I don’t trust him. Elliot is all about earning approval from his family. While he might be the Beta to the pack, he’s left living in Maddox’s shadow. Heading to the kitchen I grab our meals and then head back to Maddox. I know he will be eating in his office tonight as he does most nights. He likes to avoid family dinners or dining with the warriors. One thing I’ve learned about my Alpha is that he values his privacy. I can’t blame him, he barely gets a moment's peace with all the political nonsense he has to deal with, his family up his ass, pack members wanting his attention and females trying to make their way to his bed. Strangely, I seem to be the only one who doesn’t get on the Alpha’s
We enter his bedroom, and excitement is replaced with anxiety. Suddenly, I’m not feeling confident. I don’t know if it was the dirty looks that I got from the others on the way to the Alpha’s bedroom or if I’m just insecure. His special treatment isn’t bad. It makes me a target for the others. The Alpha won’t always protect me. He will find his mate or take chosen, and my life of being the pampered slave as I’ve been called will be over with. “Alpha, I can bathe in a lake or river. I’ve done it before when I lived at the rogue camp.” I say as we make our way towards his bathroom. He stops to turn and face me. “Nadia, you have two options. Shower willingly, or I will stirp you myself, stick you in the shower, and wash you.” My eyes go wide at his words. No way he would actually do that, would he? “You don’t want to see me naked. I’m nothing special,” I reply, attempting to move past him to the bathroom. Maddox grabs my upper arm to stop me. I look at him. “You’re wrong. I do want
After my shower, I dry myself off with the fluffy towels from the linen closet. Goddess does the Alpha have the best stuff. His towels feel like a damn cloud compared to the scratchy ones the slaves and servants have. Only a few of the servants live at the packhouse like Olga, but even they have nicer sleeping areas than the slaves. I’m lucky that I have my own little room across from the Alphas. I feel refreshed after my shower and ready to give myself to my Alpha. I’m excited and nervous at the same time. I want this and I can’t help but think Maddox wants me too, and not just because he wants to use me to sedate his pleasure. Although, I’m sure thats’ all I can ever be to him. I’ve never heard of a master making his slave his mate. A breeder and mistress, yes, but never their mate. Why am I thinking about Maddox as my mate? That’s insane. Clearly, my hormones have me all out of wack and hopefully sedating them will also sedate the crazy thoughts I’m having. I chalk it up to crazy