The Alphas Slave

He's Coming

~Kayla~
Mm. Moms cooking. She is just amazing at cooking. She owns a restaurant downtown called "Stingrays cafe". It's located right on the beach and has the most amazing view known to man.

"Kayla!"

"Yes mom?" I question. I wonder what she needs.

"Can you please come down here!"

I smile. "Of course."

I rush out of my bedroom and into the kitchen. It smells even better down here. I moan at all the smells.

"What smells so amazing?"

"I hope it tastes just as good. I was wondering if you could taste these for me? I was thinking of adding these to the menu."

She didn't have to tell me twice. I grabbed the first plate that was marked "Chicken Tetrazzini". I took a bite and moaned.

"This is amazing! I love it!" I exclaimed, taking another huge bite.

I grabbed the next plate marked "Shrimp and Pasta with Pesto Sauce." I took another big bite and again moaned.

"You are such an amazing cook!"

I grabbed the last plate marked "Cheddar Broccoli Soup." I spooned it into my mouth and let out a satisfying hum.

"Again I love it! These will be perfect." I hopped off the stool.

"One second Kayla! I have something for you." She put a cake slice with a candle on top of the counter.

I smiled lovingly at her. "Happy birthday Kay." She said before kissing my cheek.

I blew out the candle and made a wish. I sat back on the stool and began eating my cake.

The door sudden banged open revealing my dad. He looked breathless and pale. His face showed many emotions. Worry, shock and was he scared? My dad is never scared.

My mom rushes to his side and guides him to a chair next to me.

"Honey what's wrong?" Her face etched with worry

"They're coming. It's time. It's been 10 years. They will be here tomorrow." I don't understand what he is talking about.

My mom stands rooted to her spot. "Kayla will have to go. The ceremony is at 9 am tomorrow morning."

My mom crumbles to the floor. I abandon my cake and kneel next to my mother. She hugs me and silently cries.

"What is going on dad?" I am utterly confused.

"The alpha is coming. He is looking for his slave."

I sat there ridged. He's coming. It can't be. I thought that was a myth.

"That story is true?" I gape in horror.

"You were only 7 at the last ceremony. You didn't have to go, because it is for 17 year old girls to 23 year old women. They let us stay home, since you were way below the age limit." Oh.

"So what now?" I didn't want to know the answer, but I had to know.

"You wake up tomorrow, make yourself look pretty and hope to god that you don't get picked." My dad lets a silent tear fall down his face.

I excuse my self and go upstairs to take a shower.

I strip down and hop into the shower.

I shampoo and condition my hair while thinking things over.

What if I get chosen to be his slave? I'm still a virgin. He would be the one to take my virginity. I don't want that to happen. I'm saving it for the person I love.

I have always wondered about werewolves. I heard that once they are 18, they find their mates. I also heard, there mates are sometimes human. I can only hope I won't get stuck in the world of werewolves.

I turn the shower off and towel dry my hair and body. I change into sleep shorts and a tank. I snuggle under the covers and dread what will come the next day.