Alpha's Black Furred Slave Mate

farm was deadly. Not on

by guards who busted through our shack an

I was feeling throughout my body as the guard dragged me from the shack and

round my body and stuck t

As royals, the King and Queen had fur white as snow. The noblemen, th

e, Deonna, fur a

to my feet. I nearly fell over but thankfully my slav

your chin up and your back straight. If they thi

the head guard, Jasper, took his place in front of us. He stood tall and proud; he wa

here. The king had ordered that you be s

, riddled in fear. Conf

slave farm for a

a small village south of the continent. At the time, commoners were allowed to hold s

in different regions of the world. How black and grey-furred wolves weren't particularly lik

y and made into a real slave like the others in different regions. I feared the no

ll, it

parents and the other commoners around us, but they were no longer allowed to hold slaves in their homes or towns. All slaves were to be rounded up

our bunkers unless given permission. We only ate and drank when food was provided to us. Whatever tasks were given to us, must be completed within the provided timeline. We couldn't talk amon

due to go to a nobleman's home until I was at least 18 years ol

were either too old, too weak, or too

looked amongst our faces; ther

decide who to go with. You will present to your assigned guards your decision b

to keep up the pace of everyone else. My breathing was crisp as I tried

g myself: not here; I

rner. We slept on piles of straw and remained in our chains. They were afraid of what we'd do if they t

ept us

r with the names of the noble families. After what felt like a lifetime of

weight on her feet was painful. After another breath of silence, Kamala finally stood and made her way towards the paper

f the 12 slaves. We had to cho

e farm, she has taken care of me. She's the only one who knows about my medi

ed keep

was los

whispered as she assessed m

and exhaled even slower. Attempting to keep my heart rate steady;

reading the names we had to choose from. One

her lips forming a thin li

t what she was pointing

I was taken to the farm, I remember reading about the Roessler family in a newspaper. Marlo

Roessler's would mean

her slave said; I didn't kno

The one who picks the shortest s

but another slave quickly pla

t solution," the

h girl as they picked a long straw. However, that relief didn't last lon

me, there were only a

d onto t

ell into the mound of straw that sat in my corner. I tried to count my breaths to mai

se around me until my eyes landed on K

oessl

from my sweat, and she wiped it on the rags she wore. "Deonna, breathe," she said to me. But h