ALL Chapters & Episodes of My Mate, My Slave by J.Cristel - Page 3

All Chapters of My Mate, My Slave: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

136 Chapters

Ezra’s POV I am waiting for Jenny so I can cook the barbeque already. It’s been a couple of minutes since she left and I do nothing here other than stare at nothingness and listen to the faded music of the party music in the background. I heard a knock on the door. I thought it was Jenny but it was just another servant wearing the same uniform as her. The girl looked pale. She’s crossing her arms over her chest as if she’s covering her body from someone. Unconsciously, my eyes roam around her body. I notice a slight bruise on her arm and a cut on the side of her lips. She was in a hurry when she came in, but pauses when she saw me inside the kitchen. I stretches out my lips to offer her a smile although I am not sure if it was the gesture that she need. I fix my stance by standing properly and made a few steps closer to her. “H-hi. I’m E-Ezra,” I said and offered my hand. I stretch out my hand with an open palm, asking for a handshake from her. But she only avoided her gaze. I

Chapter 19

My Mate, My Slave/J.Cristel

Ezra’s POV It’s been minutes since Mica and Master Shiro left the kitchen however, the face of Mica keeps flashing on my mind. The way her eyes blinked uncontrollably at me as if she was asking for help. After the scene earlier, I think I already know why she’s quivering in fear and where the bruises all over her body and the cut on the side of her lips came from. I bite my lower lip and shut my eyes close. How could she ask for my help? Does she think I am someone she can ask for help with? I sigh. To be honest, not to discredit what she’s been experiencing, but I do think her position is better than mine. At least she’s not being asked to carry a child for nine months and vanish. I stared at the whole kitchen. Despite the bitter environment that I’ll face here in this place, I still could not stop myself from being amazed by all the house designs and the place itself. I don’t see such places way back in the village. This place feels like something I’ll see on the screen of the t

Chapter 20

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Ezra’s POV“Scared?” he asked with a smirk on his face. He started walking towards me. I did not notice that I keep on stepping backward until my back hit the edge of the countertop.I gulp. He is smirking at me, but his closing our gap makes me uncomfortable.My hand started quivering and the small strands of hair at the back of my neck stands.I could not move anymore due to the sink at my back and I do not want to remove my eyes from him, scared of what he might do.He leaned forward and tilt his head with the same smirk plastered on his face. He then places his hands on my side to jail me in between.He looked at me intently and his eyes dropped on my lips and crawled back to my eyes.“Hmm… I’m right,” he murmured.I feel like something heavy was lifted on my chest when he fixes his stance and withdrew from me.He then inserted his hands into his pocket. “Ryler is lucky to have a slave like you. You are beautiful.”My lips parted at what he said. I look at him with a confused expr

Chapter 21

My Mate, My Slave/J.Cristel

Ezra’s POV“S-Sir…?” I uttered under my breath.I immediately stand from squatting and walk towards him. His eyes are pierced at me. I cannot see any emotions from him which made me more nervous.I heard he is a skilled werewolf. After all, he won’t be an alpha if he isn’t. I’m scared that he might be hearing my racing heart.“Wazzup, Ryler!” Romeo greeted in a subtle mocking way. He landed his gaze on me before looking back to Ryler. “You got an interesting girl right there. You did not say she’s the daughter of—”“What took you so long?” Ryler asked and cut off his friend. He then darted his cold-gazing eyes at me.“U-Uhh—we grilled many cut meats—”“And why? How many are we who’s going to eat? Why? You want to eat as many as you can?”I gulp. I aggressively shake my head, disagreeing with what he said. I do not even know that I got to eat too. I thought it was only for them.“N-no, m-master…” I replied. I glued my eyes on the floor, staring at my foot and refusing to meet his eyes.

Chapter 22

My Mate, My Slave/J.Cristel

Ezra’s POVI watch Ryler’s back as I maintain my distance from him. I place my hands on my back and played with my finger. I keep on biting my lower lip so that I did not notice it already bleeds.Ryler stopped, and so did I.He glances over his shoulder to take a side look at me. “Stop biting your lips. I can smell your blood from here,” he coldly said and continued walking.I lick my lower lip and bite my lips inwardly to somehow sealed the smell of the blood from him. I know he has a heightened-skilled compared to other werewolves, but I must say that he is on a different level.When I made sure that our distance is enough, I followed him. However, it only took the both of us a couple of steps when we heard the double doors from behind open.“Ryler!” a high-pitched voice yelled.I turn to face it instinctively. Laura jogs in our direction. She even bump into my shoulder but ignored it and went straight to Ryler.“Why are you leaving too early?” she asked.Her gaze is pierced straig

Chapter 23

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Ezra’s POV“Remove your f*cking clothes,” he uttered.His lips are on a straight thin line but the way his chest moves up and down is telling me he was never silent deep down.I gulped. I do not know if he is just saying it out of lustful instinct due to the mate bond, but I do not know whether I’ll obey him or not.I know how strong the mate bond is between mates. I felt it too. I wouldn’t have had the courage to slap Laura earlier if not because of it.And that is why I do not want to obey him. If the effect of the mate bond turned stale, I would only make myself a laughing stock for obeying him that easily.He tilts his head, making my thoughts stop and focus on him. He is too close to me that I feel like I will be having a cross eye as I stare back at him.“Don’t wait for me to tear that dress down,” he said coldly.Right. I am not a mate to him. I am his slave. Unlike other mate partners, they have a choice whether to give in to the effects of their mate bond and let each other t

Chapter 24

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Ezra’s POV“You could have told me.”He withdraws himself from me. My jaw drop at what he is doing, My body is still in the middle of a pleasure when it was replaced by frustration.“Ugh!” I softly uttered. I thought he was going to completely stand from the bed.“A-Are you g-going to s-stop?” I asked when I see him standing away from me.Instead of answering him, Ryler fixes his stance.I bite my lower lip. I do not know what I did to suffer this way. I know I am a slave. But can’t I live like other people?I watch Ryler fix himself while waiting for him to shove me away. Just when I thought our story will end there, I sit on the bed.I use my elbows to support my weight and lift from the bed a little. I watch him turn his back on me and walk towards the door—Wait. He’s not walking towards the door.My brows furrowed when I saw him go to the cabinet resting on the side of the bedroom and opened it.My jaw drop when I saw what was inside.“S-Sir?” I asked out of surprise.Inside the c

Chapter 25

My Mate, My Slave/J.Cristel

25 Ryler’s POV I look at the ceiling peacefully, trying to have a grasp of reality. I just woke up, but I still feel sleepy. Guess I only had a couple of minutes before waking up. I look at the window on the left side of the room. Even the thick black curtain could not hide the currently rising sun from outside. I felt the bed rock due to the small movement made. I roll over and look straight at her face. Ezra fell asleep last night. I planned to call Roman to put her back in her cell, but I realized it's better for her to stay here-- no because I want her to sleep with me, but because I have something to discuss with her right after she wakes up. Also, I am certain that Roman is still at the party, enjoying his girls. We were too busy these past few days that I somehow thank Romeo that he threw a party to help him relax. Her head is resting on my chest while her arms are snaked around my waist. I can feel her heartbeat against my chest as well as her breathing. I stare at he

Chapter 25 Part II

My Mate, My Slave/J.Cristel

Ezra’s POVI slowly went out of his room and shut the door behind me. I take a deep sigh and rest my back on the currently closed door.The hallways are all silent. It made me hear my own heartbeat. I really thought I was calm the whole time. Now I realized that my insides are too loud due to the silence around me. My eyes darted to the room adjacent to the room where I fell asleep. I bite my lower lip when I remember what happened last night. I let out a harsh sigh. Right after he made me suck him, I thought we were going to do it. However, he only played with me. And when I say play, I literally mean 'play'. Ryler used several toys to stimulate me down there. He made me experience things that I never felt before. I thought I would be given a punishment for slapping Laura, but I do not think what he did to me last night was a punishment at all. Hours of doing that but we still did not end up doing 'it'. I was thinking that maybe he was holding back. As far as I remember, he was

Chapter 26

My Mate, My Slave/J.Cristel

Ezra’s POV “Why don’t you have a scar?!” she hissed. Her grip around my arm tightened. I winced and tiptoed, trying to gently pull my arm from her, however, she doesn’t want to let go. “M-Ma’am…” I uttered. To be honest, I can easily pull my arm back, but I am certain that if I do it, she’ll get tripped to her feet. I bite my lips inwardly to stop myself from making a scene. I know Laura is already mad at me and I do not want to add something that would make her furious. My life here in the hands of my mate is already hard. I cannot afford another obstacle that I need to deal with. “Answer me!” she yelped. My lips twitch, not knowing how to answer her. I do not even know why she is expecting marks on my—Hold on. Does she thinks I was whipped by Ryler? My brows furrowed while thinking of that possibility. She aggressively let go of my arm and look at me with her narrowed-looking eyes. “What did he do to you?” she once again asked. This time, I pressed my lips together, refus

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