His Slave, His Beloved Mate
na'
he day when I was calle
aking the croissants needed for breakfast, and
I am in another week, I'd be able to get out of here an
repidation, and the closer I got to Mr. Leonardo's co
this pack, and that she was said to have tried to overthrow the Graham family's then ruler whe
e, and although I lived a hard life all these years, I relied o
s to choose his lifelong mate, and at the same time we, the Omegas, would be pardo
p of the mountain looking down at everything. I remembered he had long blond
he had anything to do with me in any way. In any case, I cou
n waiting for the day when I will be free, perhaps I would live more miserable than now, but I would no longer be beaten and reprimanded, and there would be no any k
whether it was washing dishes or baking bread, I was happ
subjected to the blank stares and taunts of the other wolves, and last winter I had been pushed into the
ivable mistake, and the heir's mate at the time, now our Luna, insisted that I
g to live my life, trying to shrink my
say that, perhaps just t
ed the blank stares and ridicule of the crowd b
pity and disgust, but only once, she was a noble
ove out of here and go live in a human ci
t that the water for washing d
to act as meek as possible. She gazed at me for a long time, slowly sweeping her eyes from my hair to my hands, and this gaze was so long tha
she shifted that icy gaze to my face a
oo sharp. But I didn't dare stop at all, I was afraid she would take the opportunity to get me in trouble again and decide that I had done it on purpose and might slap me as
speak, nor did I want to, let alone leave a s
ch made me speed up my hands, but she really did not let me go.
forced to twist together, which was not the same as the pai
kept admonishing myself n
I kept my head hung low
where I had been beaten so hard by Amanda that the blood
didn
efore, and I'm
t consciousness, she lifted her foot and my painful and numb hand got relief, but the who
wash the dishes, if you can't cle
ld water to continue washing dishes. The back of the hand was numb
I must
gdoers in the community will be pardoned and
mmunity would accept it anymore, and I would be treated
eful to do every job thrown at me over the ye
e kitchen gradua
you just th
d inside to take in a
is so
the face to conti
could only pretend not to hear it, pack up the porcelain
ince young. There was also anger and resentment, but more em
little brighter, then I straightened up in a hurry and loo
ellow, a dazzling layer of light that made peop
ht of Mr. Leonar
ment, as the wind drifted across the pond and creat
the opportunity to take a shower in the lounge, which I was not usually allowed to do when there were a lot of
towel and a hairpin to fix my hair, and quickl
hed, and then before I did not find this point in time, I had to fight in the river in
pha, the leaders of the community, had a better lounge. I heard tha
become distant, I just needed to live quietly until after Mr. Leona
r taking off my clothes I quietly breathed a sigh of
memory, the images of all things were in cold tones, and the dreams I had wh
my eyes, so I had to close my eyes and fumble for a hairpin, tryi
't see around, so I had to sl
uch something cold, and fu
y hairpin was
o be touching something hard, but t
ch seeme
the claws of som
snappe
d although he was not yet an adult, his sharp canine tee
xively I looked down to see. Sure en
, and his fur looked so beautiful and smooth, clearly, it had been nursed very well. Its fur was soft,
and as I tried to scream out, it