The Royal Wolf (The Tormented Mate Series Book 3)

Chapter Seven

*Leah's POV*

The ride to wherever I am being taken is quiet. We pull up to a house. I don't think this is a pack house just because of how small it is. The woman shuts the car off and instructs me to get out and follow her.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"No questions, just do as your told." She says back coldly.

I decide not to push the matter and follow inside the small home. When we enter the house, another girl is waiting and takes the woman’s jacket and car keys. She keeps her head bowed so I start to think she is kept against her will. The woman instructs the girl to take me into the bathroom and allow me to shower and relieve myself and then find a suitable outfit for me to wear to be introduced to the Alpha's son. She girl leads me into the bathroom.

"Can I ask your name?" I say to the girl.

"Shhh. If she hears me talking to you, I will get into trouble. My name is Jasmine. I am the slave of this house. Please just make my job easy and listen to her. Just take a shower and get dressed. Things go a lot smoother her if you listen."

"I don’t want to get you into trouble so I will do as asked. Do I get some privacy at least?"

"Yes. I will be right outside the door if you need anything or for when you get done." She smiles at me and leaves.

The water feel so good over my skin. I smell of dust and mold from being down in the cells. I miss my family. Our pack is nothing like this. We are open and loving and have never had slaves. We only have about two prisoners and that is because they have tried to kill our pack members. I can't imagine what makes people like this. I am at least glad I got to shower and be given a moment to catch my thoughts. I am hoping that this Alpha's son has a good head on his shoulders and will treat me with respect. Although, after meeting his father I don't think that will be the case. I get done with the shower and stick my head out of the door to let Jasmine know I am done. She enters the room with some clothes and hands them to me. I take the clothes and have no words when I look at them. It is a cut off shirt that hangs low to show my cleavage and a short skirt that is so short you would be able to see my ass cheeks if I bend over.

I look at her. "I am supposed to wear this. Are you crazy?"

"You are meeting the Alphas son. I have to make you look appealing to him." She says quietly.

"I am supposed to be his slave... Why am I being dressed as a w***e?"

"Please keep your voice down. This was the outfit given to me from the lady of the house. Just put it on and prepare to meet your new master."

I do as she says just so she does not get into any trouble. When I finish, she gets my hair ready and puts a little make up on me. I look in the mirror when she is finished and look like I just came out of a porn magazine. I am now worried about the intentions of me being a slave to the Alphas son. I am led out to the front door and told to stay put while she goes to get the lady of the house. The lady of the house looks me over and approves and motions for me to leave the house and then motions for me to get into the car. She drives me a little way and we pull up to a huge home. This isn’t big enough to be the pack house, but it is still massive. She honks the horn, and another girl comes out to get me. She smiles brightly at me as she leads me into the house.

"You must be Leah" she says as she extends her hand towards me.

I shake her hand. "Yes, that would be me. Who would you be?"

"My name is Tabatha. People call me Tabby. This is the Alphas son’s house. His name is Allen. He should be here soon to meet you."

"How is he? What am I in for?" I ask her.

She looks down at the floor. "He is okay. if you do what you are told and don't give him any issues you will do fine."

"Why are you looking down when you say that?"

"He can be cruel and likes his "playthings" as he calls his girls. Like I said, just do as your told and you will do great."

"How many girls does he have?"

"You will make three. I am the house slave, as you can tell I am not very pretty, so he doesn't seem to bother me much. Then the other girl here is used as his s*x slave, but she volunteered to be that because she has been in love with him for a while now. I am not sure what you will be to him, but you are much prettier than us so we shall see."

Before I can say anything else the front door swings open and in walks Allen. You can tell just by looking at him that he is cocky and full of himself. I hate guys like this. In the corner of my eye, I see Tabby bow her head. I follow her way and do the same thing. I can hear footsteps moving closer to us. When he reaches us, he takes his hand under my chin and gently pulls my head up.

He give me a sly smile. "Aren't you a gorgeous little thing. Turn around for me."

I do as he says and turn around and meet his gaze when I get done.

"Yes, you are amazing to look at. I wonder what else you would be amazing at. Tabby, leave us."

He grabs my hand and leads me to the table. He sits me down on the chair and pulls a needle syringe out of his back pocket. He takes my arm and injects me with it. More wolfsbane.

He moves my hair to the side and exposes my neck. He leans down and begins to inhale my scent. He uses his hands to explore my neck and then moves down. I freeze. His hands find my breasts and I shove him off me. "I don’t know who you think you are, but I am mated and also not here for your s*x enjoyment!"

He begins to laugh. "Darling, you are my slave and here for any enjoyment I want. Don't worry I won’t have s*x with you if that’s what you are worried about. Unless you find yourself wanting it. I have another girl for that. But if you try shoving me again there will be consequences."

He moves back to me and begins to massage my neck. I lean back into his massage. It feels amazing. I find myself moaning. What was in that wolfsbane? He moves his hands down and once again find my breasts. I don't fight him. His hands feel amazing against me. He stops and leaves me wanting me.

He puts his mouth next to my ear. "You are purring like a kitten. That concoction the doc made does more on you than it does my other companion. You are going to be fun my dear."

On that note he turns on his heels and leaves. I feel myself wanting his touch again and know that I am in trouble being here.