The Slave's Warrior Mate

Bonfire Party

2. Terry

I had just finished all the cleaning before the other packs started showing up for the bonfire. I knew if Dirk or Kasey were to see me, they would chain me up in the torture room and leave me there until the party was over. Then they would have their fun with me. I have to be careful. Kasey hurt me so badly the other day that I’m still bleeding through the bandages that Lucy put on me. It’s all thanks to Lucy that I’m still alive. She has a natural healing ability that no one knows about. She lives in the packhouse like I do. The only difference is, her parents died protecting the pack from rogues. While I was just found on the doorstep with a note saying that I was unwanted. I sighed, walking back to my bed. I take out the book I found in the trash a while back. I open the book but I can’t seem to concentrate with all the happy noises coming from outside.

I walk over to my window and sigh. I think to myself, maybe I will be lucky enough to find my mate soon. I will be turning 18 next week sometime. I don’t know exactly when, since I don’t know what day I was born, on just the day I was found. s**t, who am I kidding? No one will want me. Who would want a mate that is as skinny as I am? I don’t know how to fight. I’m not allowed to train at all. Slaves have no rights to do anything. I may tell Lucy that I’m an orphan but she knows the truth. No one even knows if I am a wolf or not. The doctors couldn’t tell the Alpha or Luna because no one knows who my parents are. I have to wait until I turn 18. Hopefully, then I can leave the White Fang Pack and live in the human world. It has to be better than here. Or my mate will find me and not reject me. That’s all I can hope for. I know it’s not much, because what female would want a male like me?

All of a sudden, there is a knock on my door that scares the piss out of me. Well, it can’t be Dirk or Kacey because they would have just barged in. I open up my door to see Lucy standing there with a big smile and a bottle of jack in one hand and a bottle of cherry coke in the other. “It’s time for cherry bombs baby!” I laugh at her as she pushes her way into my room. She crawls into the middle of my bed and puts a piece of board that I use for my puzzles down in the middle. She uses it as a table and starts mixing us drinks. “Lucy, what are you not at the mating party? You should be down there just in case your mate is down there waiting for you?” She shakes her head no at me. “My wolf says the one for me is not there and we want to be here with you.” I smile at her as she hands me a drink.

We drank the whole bottle of Jim and now we are both lying down on my bed, our sides touching from shoulder to foot. “Terry, can I ask you a question?” I look over at her and see three of her floating around my vision. “Sure” I say to her. “What do you want in a mate?” I think about how I want to answer her. There are always certain traits that we want our mates to have. I can only think of a couple. “I want a mate who will love me and be faithful to me.” Lucy looks at me and slaps my shoulder. “That’s what everyone wants. I mean how they look or if you prefer a male or female. Those kinds of things.” I pick her hand up and squeeze it. “Honestly, my mate could be a flea on my ass and, as long as they loved only me I would be the happiest male in the world.” She looks at me crying. “Why couldn’t you have been my mate? It would have been so easy if you were.” I look at her confused. “Lucy? Have you met your mate? What did they do to you?” I ask, pulling her into my side and holding her while she cries her heart out. She hides her face in my side refusing to answer my question.

The next thing I know is it morning and I wake up alone in my bed. I drag myself to the bathroom and pray to the porcelain god. Everything I ate yesterday, which was not much, came up along with the Jack and Cherry Coke. It really didn’t taste so good the second time around. After emptying my stomach, I climb into the shower and make it nice and hot. I clean myself quickly and jump out. I need to get down to the kitchen and start breakfast before Kasey comes looking for me. When I reach the kitchen, thankfully no one is up and moving around as of yet. Everyone must be nursing a hangover this morning. I start cooking up breakfast with my earbuds on. I don’t notice when the door opens and Dirk the future Alpha, enters the kitchen. I was getting ready to set up the side boards with the food when I look up and see him. He gives me an angry look. “My parents will be here next week. I want the packhouse scrubbed from top to bottom, understand?” I nod my head while staring at the floor. “Make sure their room is clean and aired out. In two week’s time, we will be having the Alpha and Luna ceremony welcoming me and Kasey. The Royals will be coming. Make sure there is a room ready for them. I don’t think you will be sleeping anytime soon. If everything is not perfect, I will have your ass, understand.”

I got everything out on the sideboards and started cooking Dirk and Kasey’s special breakfast. Dirk looks at me when Kasey walks into the room. She looks at Dirk. “Did I miss something?” I don’t pay any attention to them as I set their plates on the counter. I turn and start to clean the kitchen. I hear Dirk reply to her. “Just making sure Dog understands what is going on in the next two weeks and what is expected of him.” I’m busy at the sink washing dishes. When I hear whispering but can’t understand what they are saying. I try minding my own business. I put my earbuds back into my ears so I’m not tempted to eavesdrop. Next thing I know, something is clipped around my neck. I bring my hands up to it. It is smooth with no latch to take it off. I get scared, tearing my buds out of my ears. I turn and look at Dirk and Kasey, who are standing right behind me. Kasey laughs in my face while Dirk has an evil grin on his.

Kasey walks around me, rubbing her hand on my collar. “This little toy here that my half sister made for me will keep you in line. We know your birthday is coming up sometime in the next four days. We want to make sure you stay compliant. It will make sure you can not change form while you wear it. Then only the person who knows the release word can take it off.” They walk out of my kitchen laughing with the food I had just made for them. I’m pulling and yanking at the collar, wanting with all my heart to get it off. All of my dreams of running away or finding my mate melt away. I start to wonder if I will even hear my soul animal with this damn collar on. I give it one more good yank and then give up. There is nothing I can do about it right now. I best get my chores done so I don’t give them any reason to take me to the torture room again. I still have a long way to go to heal.

I’m standing at the counter making a list of everything that needs to be done before the Alpha ceremony in two weeks. I hear the door open and close. “Terry, what are you doing? We need to get the daily cleaning done.” I look up at Lucy with dread in my eyes. “Oh, my Goddess Terry, what is wrong? You look like you’re ready to call it quits on life.” I can feel the tears escaping my eyes. “It’s hopeless. There is no way to get everything done in two weeks. I might as well dig my own grave and snuggle in.” Lucy shakes her head in denial and takes the list from me. “Are you f*****g kidding me? They expect you to get all of this done by yourself? Do they have brain damage; they have to have brain damage.” I sigh as I go to my cleaning closet on this floor and start to get my supplies together. “I tell you what. We will split this list in half and work on it together. Maybe I can even get some of the other maids to help out.” I laugh at that. “Lucy, no one is going to help me with no pay for it. I don’t have friends except for you.”

Lucy handed me the list that was split in two. The whole list was extra chores that have to be done besides the daily chores. I will not be able to see my bed in the foreseeable future. “Terry, what is on your neck?” I can feel my face turn bright red. “I don’t want to talk about it, Lucy.” She c***s her head at me trying to figure out what is going on with me. I shake my head and walk away. It’s just still too painful to talk about.