Property Of The Alpha

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through the small window. Almost morning, I muttered to myself struggling to keep my eyes open. It was undoubtedly the longest night of my entire life. I hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep last night, spending

come nauseating. It was originally a barn long ago that Alpha Axton had reconfigured to fit the omegas all together so we wouldn’t be such an eyesore to t

k was forbidden, on really cold nights we would push the cots together to generate heat by being closer together. I suppose it was better than sleeping outside with

omegas to shower from once a month to now once a week, we were all grateful for his kindness. Although it was evident

stripping my clothes promptly and turning on the facet. I sighed as I stepped into the shower, remembering that the night I had been sent to the dungeon was laundry night. Laundry night was only once a month, although ther

the white bar of soap that was shared amongst the omegas in the slave chambers in my hair and on my body, rushing to rinse the suds off. I carefully wrapped the towel around my thinned out body, drying myself of

I heard Marilyn ringing the cow bell to signal that it was

be dry enough by the end of the day so I could fold it and put it back

cted as if we’d known each other our entire lives. Her parents were killed at a young age for defying Alpha Axton. Alpha Axton had decided to spare her life and in return, she would spend her life serving him. Vale

lso go on for hours on end about what color she hoped his eyes would be, what his possible ranking could be, guessed how old he was – every piece of him was carefully thought out. She had basically constructed her mate in her mind by now. She couldn’t wait to see who the Moon Goddess had picked f

ted me when she reminded me every morning. Little did she know, this year had been planned out to go differently than I could have ever imagined. I already didn’t believe in the mate bond mumbo jumbo, the chances of any of u

slaves now, pissing on her memory like she never existed. It was no use being upset about it though, there were more important things to worry about – like staying alive under Alpha Axton’s rule. He had kill

hen, pulling out a couple cartons of eggs and bacon from the refrigerator. I reached for the bowl of fresh fruit and grabbed the cutting knife from the drawer, slicing the fruit into individual fruit bowls for the pack. Most of the higher ranking wolves would come for bre

lanced up at her for a moment and gave her a small smile, still cutting t

ry. I can’t,” I whimpered, continuing to cut the fruit. She heaved a sigh, furrowing her eyebrows together. “That’s oka