The Alpha's Slave Mate

9. Say What Now?

Luna's POV

Goddess, help me; I am finding it extremely hard to get up from my squatting position as I lean my back against the wall, gazing endlessly at the ceiling with unrestrained tears of despair slipping out of my eyes.

This is not how my life is supposed to be, right? I'm thinking about this to myself as images of the past with my family and all the happy memories I had managed to keep deep down within me begin to replay in my mind, forcing me to clench my fists tight.

Exactly. This is not how my life is supposed to be. My life was going perfectly well. Everything seemed completely organized and well-arranged with my own family in my pack. But then, that goddess-forsaking alpha just has to come up from nowhere to turn everything upside down and make it a heap of rumbles.

The anger in my chest has already increased and escalated to an extent I know I won't be able to control myself anymore. I never asked for this life. I never wanted my life to be like this. But it was all his fault. He just had to be so brutal enough to kill my family. Why didn't he take me along with them? Why did he keep me as his slave? I do not enjoy this life at all one bit.

I finally bring my gaze to the ground and stare at the pieces of fish that are already littered all over the kitchen floor with the tray directly beside them. I have no choice but to start all over again, I guess. I think to myself and then begin to make a move to get up on my feet.

The pain in my head pierces deeply into my skull and I lose my footing as I make to place my hand against my head, groaning deeply. It is just too much. She must have some sort of supernatural power in her hands with the slaps she rendered me because I can't seem to be able to gather my thoughts right now. My entire brain feels scattered in my head, and the headache has reached the extent that one might think it's a migraine or something.

Oh Goddess, I think to myself, as I rub my fingers against my temple to slowly try my hardest to ease the pain that is tearing through every fabric of my skull. It's too intense, extremely intense and I cannot ignore it. It is even forcing an extreme amount of tears out of my eyes.

I hear the kitchen door squeak open once again and I groan with frustration, slamming my palm against the floor. Goddess, please don't tell me another royal is stepping in here to make my life a worthless hell once again. I think to myself as I slowly open my eyes to behold someone I didn't expect to be stepping in.

He scrutinizes me with that luxurious, charming smile on his face as he shuts the door after him and slowly begins to step closer to me.

I try my best to get up, feeling a little bit wobbly, but then he briskly walks over to me and takes hold of my hand the moment I nearly lose control of my footing again.

"Hey, take it easy with yourself, okay? Looks like you must have been struck hard. Ava's slap can be a little bit too powerful whenever she gets furious. She barely thinks about how it will affect her victim." He says with a calm, soothing voice that somehow makes the pain feel slightly reduced.

I avoid his gaze as I immediately detach my hand from his the moment I have managed to regain control of my stamina.

"Thank you so much," I say calmly, lacing my fingers together and staring at the ground.

He chuckles and shrugs, "It's alright, that's me for you. I am a calm soul with the need to help beautiful-looking ladies like you," he says, and this makes me roll my eyes in my head.

Well, just as expected, I knew this was what was going to come next right from the moment he stepped into this room.

I do not have any intention of encountering him or his perverted antics, so I try to think of a smart way to evade him.

"Thank you so much, Beta. But I would love to return to my duty right now." I say immediately as I bend to pick up the pieces of fish scattered all over the floor.

He is silent for a very long period as I place all the wasted fishes on the tray and I can tell he must be scrutinizing me deeply. Well, that is kind of surprising. I didn't expect him to become this way.

I finally got up and turned around to look at him, to see him gazing at me with a sort of expression in his beautiful eyes that I did not understand. I become confused for a little while as I look around me, wondering where I am supposed to dump these wasted pieces of fish.

I will have to start over from the beginning and begin to dice another set of fish all because of the stupid Luna to be Ava.

Goddess has to help me to forgive that lady because the next time she crosses my path again, I might be forced to do things that I don't want to do. I think to myself as he extends his hand towards me, but I shake my head.

"I am sorry, my beta, but I can't allow you to do what is meant to be my duty," I say and try to walk past him, but he stands in front of me, placing his hand in his pocket and smiling at me beautifully.

"Hey, I am not Kael, okay? I am Lucian and I feel it's kind of upsetting to see a beautiful lady like you accord me the respect I know I don't deserve from you." He says and this forces me to frown with disbelief and confusion.

What the hell is he saying and why is he sounding like that? I think to myself trying to analyze the sentence he just spoke.

"You can just call me Lucian, okay? I am okay with that. There is no need to add my royal status directly in front of it. I mean, it kind of sounds absurd if you think about it." He says, and I am left practically stunned, gazing at him with extreme unbelief.

He chuckles at me and then stretches his hand to take away the tray from my grasp but I move it away from his reach and shake my head briskly.

"I am sorry, but no matter what, it still doesn't change the fact that you are the Beta and I have to accord you the respect you deserve, so please, if you will pardon me, my lord, I would love to be left alone so I can focus on the duty I'm supposed to be doing," I say and bow my head down.

"Oh, come on, don't be silly, you stunning pretty damsel," he says, coming to a stop directly in front of me and placing his soft, warm palms on either side of my face. He tilts my head slowly up to look at him, as he smiles down, shining me those glorious, heavenly-looking, gorgeous irises of his that seem to be glowing practically green in all their magnificence.

"Like I said, I am not Kael. And you are free to address me anyhow you want, okay? I would love for us to be friends. What do you think about that?"

Say what now?