Alpha's Sex Slave

SEVEN

ONE WEEK LATER.

I stayed up last night confused and my body ached. My father is gone, I've lost my baby, my mate may or may not be lying to me. What else could go wrong?

I'm too sad to get out of bed, I'm tired and struggling to keep my eyes open. It's hard sometimes to want to protect your self when you trust so easily. Now a days I look at myself in the mirror and pretend to be happy but it's just so hard. I look at myself and think that I'm not good enough. I look for flaws and I find many.

Crystal walks in proudly into my room as I lay in bed. I groan and turn my back towards her and I hide under the covers. She jumps in next to me, "Get up we're going somewhere!" I groan again. Crystal sighs, "Remember that place that you and your dad used to go to when you where smaller and you always talked about how beautiful it was and how the air smelled of forest and honey?"

I stay quiet.

"You told me it remembered you of your mom? Alex we're going right now put on a swim suit we leave in give minutes." She says joyfully and skips out of my room.

Lake Clearwater was a place were my dad and I used to go when I was sad and lonely. We would have picnics and swim. The lake was surrounded by different pine and elk trees each dancing in the breeze. It was also a good place hunt because of all the deer, bears and rabbits.

** My tiny fingers reached for my fathers as we walked along the edge of the lake. There was a slight breeze and the mist hit my soft bare skin. Father always said that mother lives in the trees, in the air and in the hearts of all the animals. Father shifted into his brown blue eyed wolf and lifted me into his back. I giggled as his fur tickled my bare feet and legs. I wore a yellow summer dress and had my hair up in a messy bun.

I closed my eyes and listened to my surroundings. This was the very place that my parents had met. Father never talked about mother to much. She died when I was two years old they had come here and had brought me along. I don't remember what mother looked like. Daddy always said that I looked just like her.**

I stand on the same place that I had so many times before; this time it was different. I look at all the white daisies surrounding. Mason and Lyle stand off to the side while Crystal and Paul lay beside a near berry bush. I look out at the lake and closed my eyes hoping to feel what I had felt as a child.

I sink to the floor and tears overcame my strength. Mason walks up to me, "I'm sorry I have to go." I knew what he was going to do he was going to be with her. The thought of seeing the man I love with another women only made me cry harder but I tried to hold the extra tears back as best as I possibly could.

MASON'S POV

Watching her stand in the middle of a daisy patch as the breeze made her hair dance made it almost impossible to leave. Seeing her in so much comfort and yet crying made her look so beautiful. Walking towards her seemed to take eternity. "I'm sorry I have to go." She nods, as I walk away I could have sworn hearing her cry a little louder. I walk past the brush and into my black jeep. I have to make it up to Alex I just don't know how. Instead of heading to the pack house like I intended I went south deeper into the woods.

An hour later I made it to the cave; my brother was outside waiting. "Did you bring me what I ordered?" He asks showing off his canines. "Fuck you, we need to come to an agreement. I'll do the talking you listen." He nods, "Very well,"

I sigh, "First leave my mate alone and I'll stop the rouge and mutt killings, and second I'll give you someone else instead... Someone you can play around with."

If there's nothing that I don't know about my brother is his extreme sexual ideas. "Continue" he says sounding slightly interested. I tell him about Marianna. Finally I felt peace,"It's settled then I'll being her when I can."