All Chapters of The Alpha's Slave Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ColeI pulled my hood over my head as I walked down the road, the tips of my messy blond hair sticking out, covering part of my face. My hands were shoved in my pockets, my shoulders hunched. I looked like the stereotypical teen boy up to no good.I arrived at my destination and glanced around.A lady and her small child were walking up the other side of the road, so I carried on walking, not breaking my stride.After another few seconds, I stopped and bent over, pretending to tie my shoelace. My shoelace actually was loose, but rather than tie it, I just tucked it back down the side of my trainer.Before I stood back up, I looked around again. The lady was already 50 or so yards down the road, and there was no one else in sight.I stood back up, hitched my backpack back onto my shoulder, and started walking back the way I came.I slowed down as I reached where I needed to be, and once again, I glanced around. Seeing the coast was clear, I walked over to the big iron gate that led

Nathan“We should pull out.”Ronan sighed from where he sat lazily across the armchair, his legs dangling over one side. He put down his book and looked at me.“Why would we pull out?”“We’re you not just listening to me?” I cried in exasperation.“Yes, I was listening,” he replied calmly, “but I didn’t hear anything that made me think we should pull out.”“There was a human trespassing!” I shouted back, while I resumed my pacing.Even as I said it, I knew I was overreacting. And I hated that. I, Nathan Blake, did not do over-reacting.Ronan narrowed his eyes at me. “Are you sure there’s not something else you’re failing to tell me?”I’d been Ronan’s Beta for nearly a year now, after his dad retired, and he knew this was not normal behaviour for me. I immediately felt myself tense up.“No, of course not. You know how we like to keep humans out of our business. It’s just too risky.”Ronan sighed again but stood up and walked over to me.“I’m going to ignore the fact your hiding s

Nathan I could feel Percy’s eyes glaring at me as I drove back to the hotel we were staying in. I kept my scowl fixed on the road ahead of me. After several minutes of silence, Percy finally spoke. “So are you going to tell me what that was all about then?” he asked. “That was about me being pissed off at having to go and get your sorry ass out of trouble...again!” “Again? That was the first time in about 2 months!” Percy argued back. I laughed, but it was full of sarcasm. “You say that like it’s a good thing. Never would be a good thing!” “And it’s not like I was getting in trouble. It was just a party.” “Yes, a college party! And you’re just 16!” I shot back. Percy had been trouble ever since he turned 14. He was your basic rebel. Always looking to break the rules, always looking to be different from everyone else. On the whole it didn’t bother me. Only when I got dragged in to help did it start to grate a bit. He also looked older than 16, and that didn’t help. It meant th

JoelI liked him instantly.He was cute as well.But he gave off an “I’m taken” vibe.I smiled to myself as I headed towards the address written on the scrap of paper in my pocket.I hoped I would meet him again sometime.I strode with purpose to the street I had already passed by several times over the last week. I was going to do it this time though. There was no turning back.I walked up the street looking at all the doors and the numbers on them until I stopped outside number 15. I pulled the piece of paper out of my pocket just to double check. I don’t know why as the address had been engraved into my memory for the last 18 months.I looked at the small cottage terrace in front of me. It was what people would probably call ‘quaint’. It looked small but pretty. There were sky blue shutters pinned back next to the small windows and the royal blue door was situated under a small porch with a pitched roof.The garden in front of the property was small but tidy, with some ceramic

Nathan“FUCK IT!” I roared, while smashing the shit out of an old wooden dining chair.“Oh, I hope that wasn’t an antique,” came an annoyingly prissy voice from behind me.“I hope it fucking was,” I growled back.I looked over at Ronan and shot him my best warning glare.“Now, now, my little brooding beast, you know that ‘this’” he said waving his arms towards me, with his nose in the air, “is not my, nor that chair’s fault.”“Then who’s fucking fault is it then? Because I’m just looking to smash someone’s face in right now.”“Then go find a mirror you dumb prick!” Ronan snapped back, clearly losing patience with my insolent behaviour.I couldn’t trust my mouth or my fists, so I stormed straight out of the room, bumping Ronan’s shoulder on the way out.I kept going at a military pace until I was deep in the woods, then I changed into my wolf and ran. I knew I couldn’t run far like this in broad daylight, so I ran fast and hard, pounding out my frustration in a huge burst of adrenalin