The Alpha's Son & The Pack Slave

Meeting My Mate

Hey everyone! So I've decided to write a werewolf story and I got this idea for one so here goes nothing. This is my first werewolf story so please go easy on me. Let me know if you like it! Read and comment!

(picture of Aliyah on side)

Ch.1: Meeting My Mate

 

 

 

RIIIINNNGGGG!!! RIIIINNNNNGGGG!!!

Letting out a loud groan, I reached out my arm, trying to shut the annoying device up. Once my hand landed on it, I threw it across the room, listening as it hit the wall in satisfaction. Now back to sleep. I had only closed for a couple seconds when the annoying ringing woke me up again. Letting out a low growl, I climbed off the bed and picked up the alarm clock, throwing it across the room again only for it to just hit the floor untouched. I swear that clock is indestructible, I grumbled as I walked inside the bathroom to freshen up for the day. I think it's safe to say I'm not a morning person.

Let me introduce myself. My name is Aliyah Gillian and I have a female were-wolf- she-wolf for short. I know- weird right? Imagine my surprise when I shifted into a werewolf on my 13th birthday. It's a good thing I'm a dog person. Luckily my parents were there to explain the whole process or I would have totally freaked out. Too bad there're not here anymore. They were killed by rogues along with my old pack  when I was 16. But I don't want to think about that right now. I had to get dressed and ready for the day ahead. Stepping out of the shower, I got dresses into a collared shirt and a pair of skinny jeans and was slipping on my sandals when someone entered my room. Turning around, I bowed my head in respect when I saw who it was.

"Alpha Nate," I said nervously, not wanting to get on his bad side. Alpha Nate Black was the Alpha of the Blood Mountains Pack and the one who found me when my pack was murdered by rogues. He was going to kill me but decided to spare my life and brought me back to the pack to be his slave. Sometimes I wish he had just killed me.

"You're awake. Good. Hurry up and get breakfast ready downstairs. The pack warriors are hungry," he ordered in a rough authoritive tone. "Afterwards I want you to clean the house spotless. My son is coming back from school today and the pack is having a homecoming party for him. You need to cook and have everything ready by 7 p.m. The party will be outside and some of the older women will be here later to set up."

"Yes Alpha," I said, my head still bent. Suddenly a hard hand tightly grasped my chin as my face was forced upwards.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you," the Alpha growled as he looked down at me with a mixture of lust and fury. "You don't want to make me mad, now do you darling?" he whispered as he ran his under hand down my side before placing a kiss on my neck. I contained my shiver of disgust, not wanting to make him angry. Closing my eyes, I tried to blank out as he continued to kiss up and down my neck. I hated this- his touch made me feel so dirty and violated. The fact that I still had yet to find my mate made it worse. Gripping my hips tightly, he nipped my neck painfully before releasing me.

"We'll finish this tonight. Be downstairs in 5 minutes or there will be hell to pay," he said harshly before walking out.

Letting out a shaky breath, I fixed my clothes and pulled my hair into a ponytail before following him down the stairs. Passing by the pack members sitting in the living room, I entered the kitchen and started to cook breakfast. As the pack slave, my job consisted of cooking for the pack, cleaning up after them, and any other jobs the Alpha might have for me. I made pancakes, eggs, toast, sausage and bacon for the pack and laid it all on the table, knowing the pack members will smell the food and come eat. Taking out a little food out for myself, I headed up to my room to eat. I didn't really have any friends in the pack so I mostly keep to myself. After breakfast, I went to the grocery store and starting shopping for the homecoming party. I wonder what the Alpha's son will be like. No that it matters. If he is anything like his father, I want nothing to do with him.