The Rejected Alpha's Slave Mate

as chilled as she and her mother ran into the mist, they suddenly heard a low growl behind them that was way too close, Ariana's mother stopped on her track, panting for breath and at the same time t

was no match for a werewolf, there was a long gash on her forehead as blood trickled out, "no do not come closer, run Ariana promise me to always wear that necklace" ten years old Ariana watched in horror as blood trickled from her mother's mouth, "promise me Ariana'" tears rolled down her cheeks, as she stared at her mother fight with her last breathe, "I will mom, I promise" her mother smiled as she whispered, "you have to survive Ariana, you have to live" and then she suddenly stopped her struggling as s

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Samantha was taken by our father, she had always craved for a motherly love and was super excited when our mother had decided to come live with dad but died before getting here, father had gone in search of us when she didn't show up only to find out about her death, Samantha had gotten really disappointed and blamed her death on me, so, she hates me and so do father, the least I could do is to avoid them as much as possible, I tiptoe around the house when they are around. My door suddenly burst open and I jumped as I saw Samantha, standing in the doorway, looking at me with hatred and anger, a look I have gotten used to, "what the hell are you still doing sitting down here?" She raged and I felt my inside cringe, "I...I...I..." "Enough of your stuttering and get your sorry ass down there to prepare breakfast for me" she yelled and I

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ssed my request caught her by surprise because she suddenly threw her head backward and laughed coldly, "you want to work in a fashion company? As what? You think you

hat the only suitable job for you is to be a servant, dressing in rags and serving me at home suits you better, so do not even think y

e? I stared at the huge gash on my hand and suddenly felt the urge to scrape it out, the only thing I can do to keep surviving is to keep being a servant in this suffocating house, my heart tremble

reeched in anger and before I could reply, I felt a ting on my cheeks as she hit me so hard that my head reeled, I fell on my face and winced in pain, "how dare you sleep on my clothes?" I opened my mouth to reply as I made to stand up but got a kick from her, my breath whooshed out, it was da

back the tears but failed miserably, my cheek sting from Samantha's slap and my stomach hurt from her kicks, I suddenly turned on my heels and ran to my roo