Alpha Jaxon Slave Mate

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tayed in a funished building, everywhere smelt of rats, dead rotten rats, she had been caged in a hole a long time now. The room which was enclosed with wall of stone and the smaller window which prevents her from escaping, which prevents her from seeing her loved ones, its bee

been dragged, maybe for one of their purposes, she shook her head wondering how she coped for eight years and how she was going to escape, she hav

was hunted every night, with those blue eyes which was widely open staring at her, she never got the chance to know his name. He died an awful death. But still, it never stopped her from tryi

ith her in a combat, he made sure he attacked her, till she had no breath left in her, he attacked her in a duel for 6 years, but that didn't last long though, she attacked him and killed him at the end when she turned 17, that was

ed her naked, tied her back on the table and flogged her with wires and irons, that was the worst days of her life, but it will sound foolish to say

to get from the hips of trash, but it had been more than a trash to her, it had been a great help to her

a way to es

neighbor, and she had helped her cope through all the torture, a smile stretching out of her face, she

orsaken place, it sickens me everyday, you never for

up and walking n

red numerously, the only way you can try escaping is been sold as a SLAVE who might give y

stories, she had heard news about

rs and were forcefully sexually assaulted or killed if they did n

er mother had said, keeps

heard a voice from outside her cel

it would be a one in a kind, the slaves to be chosen are to be the on

lves, as a witch Rachel was, she was able t

er face, finally, they were going to have a chance

heard

g the fact she was a human, she

I can't hear sounds from far distance, am different from you, so n

hat she had heard from the guards who stood in the other cell next to her, nothing goes un

ack market trade, for slaves to be sold to new mast

sed Alexia to roll her eyes. Getting sold to slave masters does not mean that

so scared, do you think there are good slaves masters, no sane person will come to buy h

y calculating her

aving your minds filled with positive thought, you are always enthusiastic, sometimes b

t two days, they has not been given a good meal, the last they had eaten was a

l be selected and

gs slowly, she wanted to leave the establishment,

ould be there, what if you get sold to a werewolf, I heard

ecially from her mother, that is why she had always been filled with different k

creature can accept me, since my kinds are considered weak and fragile, even if I find

real soul mate had always jugged in her mind, but she

believe and hoped I get sold to my soul mate, but if he turns out to be a

er friend's outburst, she was always the quiet one, sometimes, sh

ould be our chance to freedom, just stand by me, when we get sold, and I h

e last time she had hoped, and what had happened when she h

l, not giving her a moment of space, they dragged her out from the cell,

rning sun reflected on their faces, causin

y years of age, remembering the words of the guards, she realized that they were been called out to prepare them for the slave trade. Lining them up in a line, Verona at her back, they ordered t

, no one dared whispered unless they had seek