All Chapters of Slave By Birth (Werewolf Special): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"I work under Sir Drake as a slave, and we're also collaborating on a group work assigned by our lecturer, which Sir Drake voluntarily chose to participate in," I explained, glancing at both the manager and Ruby, who were listening intently. "He gave me this card, tasking me with managing the research that will involve expenses and purchasing any necessary food items. As an added privilege, he allowed me to use the card for personal expenses as well.""I think that justifies your connection to Sir Drake, but I'm still suspicious," he said. "You've portrayed Sir Drake as generous, even to a slave... which, as I said earlier, is hard to believe. I'm still suspecting because no one treats a slave like that, especially not Sir Drake, who should have a deep-seated hatred for slaves."I smiled, choosing not to respond. Instead, I turned to Ruby and said, "Ruby, I guess that clears up some of your thoughts, doesn't it?”"Yeah, a bit, but I'm still suspicious

Daisy POVAfter her mother was totally whole, instead of stopping, she didn't, meaning she may have gotten addicted to it. Until someone had her one night, and that same person, who seemed to be a fraudster, started threatening her with her sexual videos and nudes. She was ashamed of herself. She started doing the fraudster's bidding, until she couldn't meet up with the demand any longer and started hating herself for taking this path to begin with."I can't believe she got cornered," I declared."Trust me, her shame is shaming me" Ruby declared, as we continued watching, our eyes and mouths not stopping for even a second. As we watched, we ate, and as we ate, we drank.The fraudster, Samuel, called after he saw she wasn't paying again. He posted the news on all the school's social media pages.The shame was too much for her, and she couldn't even go back to her house, as it was close to the school.At the end of h

He attempted to plead with my father, but he swiftly cut off the call and blocked his number. This exchange left me smiling, as I had been unaware that Ruby's father was an associate of my father's, and yet she had been bold enough to defy me, despite her family's precarious position.Not long after, my mom dispatched someone to carry out my father's instructions."And here I was, seeing him as a younger brother I never had, after he repented for his transgression against our werewolf values regarding slaves," my father declared, his anger still simmering, "especially since his surname is similar to ours. But they're all the same, as evidenced by his daughter's behavior."I myself, I was partially aware of the past incident, having been quite young at the time."And as for Daisy, it's only a matter of time before she loses her friend, considering Mr. Johnson is my subordinate and a coward," he stated. "Regarding the name on the card, I w

"Sir Drake," I declared shocked, suddenly remembering the huge sum I had spent using his black card."I'm sorry," I apologized, taking cautious steps forward."Come over here and sit down," he replied, parting a space on my bed with a gentle sweep of his hand, the invitation sending a shiver down my spine as I realized how close I'd be sitting next to him.I took slow, measured steps, my anxiety growing with each interval, as I worried about the consequences of my actions.I sat down, my body tense, and felt his warmth radiating onto my skin. I was certain he could sense my nervousness too."What are you apologizing for, specifically?" he asked, his tone neutral, as if he were unaware of my transgression."I... I spent a large amount using the card," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper, fearing his reaction."Good Grief, Daisy," he declared, his voice tinged with amusement."I am very sorry,"

I got home, exhausted, and the first thing I did was crash heavily onto the bed. I tried my best to push Ruby out of my mind, knowing that dwelling on her would affect my emotions. Yet, something about her behavior seemed off, and I found myself preoccupied with future events rather than the present.This card, I thought, suddenly sitting up and holding it aloft. Why don't I derive happiness from visiting the tourist attractions I noted while sightseeing on Drake's helicopter? And what about those places I wish to visit that aren't typical tourist attractions?Like someone driven by an insatiable curiosity, I sprang to my feet and headed out. I grabbed the evening bus, its headlights illuminating the darkening streets as it headed towards the Hall of Whispers.Drake's POV"Hello, Sir," Joe's voice rang in through the phone call."Daisy seems to be making a tourist visit to the Hall of Whispers," he replied, his tone neutral.