The Alpha's Slave Mate novel Chapter 40

Chapter Forty

Caleb’s Point of View

I snuggled with Daphne and felt her drift off in sleep. I know that she was stressed out. I felt bad for making her worry about her sister, but there was a lot of truth to her words. In a lot of ways, I do treat her like a child, not meaning to. I must learn to treat her as an equal. In the morning I know thatI need to be honest with her. There are a lot of things I have kept from her, thinking that I was doing the right thing. I need to let her know about the peculiar talents that some of our pack members possess. I need to start showing her the different trades that we are involved with, the storage yards, the winter preparations, and the training schedules.

I look down at my mate, I know that she is strong. I know that she went through traumatic events that have shaped her into the woman she is today. I just hope that she is strong enough to handle everything that is coming. I hope that she knows how proud I am of her. With that thought I kiss the top of her head and snuggle in closer to her. Soon sleep pulls me into its arms.

I wake up before Daphne, all my senses on alert. I do not know yet what has pulled me from sleep, but I know that something is different. I mind link my patrolling guards asking if there is any activity, but I am told that everything is fine. I immediately turn my attention to Daphne; her forehead is beaded in sweat. Her face is pale, but she is still asleep. Her body starts trembling and I know that she is caught in a nightmare. I gently start shaking her to wake her up.

“Baby come on wake up, it is just a dream.” Finally, her eyes flutter open and she seems to be gasping for air. “ Honey it is ok, you were just having a nightmare. You are home, you are safe, and Iam here.” ! pull her close to me, laying her head on my chest! start rubbing her back. Trying to give her some comfort. I feel her tears slide down my abdomen. “Do you want to talk about it Daphne? It might help you feel better about it.” I will not make her open up about the nightmare if she does not want to, but I want her to know that Iam here to listen if she needs me.

“I was having a dream about the first time I shifted. My father had gotten so mad at me, Scarlet had already moved away finding her mate. He was ina rage, he broke my ribs, had strangled me, ripped some of my hair out. I remember wanting to die, begging the Moon Goddess to just take me away from it all. I refused to cry out though, and I think I just made him even more angry. He had kicked me in the face, breaking my nose.” Daphne's voice is almost monotone as she recounts the horrific situation, she had been in. “I crawled on my belly using my hands to pull me, because I knew that he would kill me if I got blood on the carpet. I finally made it outside and I was determined to die in the woods. I felt safe there. It was only a half moon that night. I remember that I did not know what was happening to me when I started shifting. It hurt a lot, ] was sure that I was dying. I thought of Scarlet, and how I never got to tell her thank you.” Daphne is barely whispering now.

Hearing about the hell that she had endured breaks my heart. My mate is more powerful that she realizes, and l am starting to realize that she can handle more than I ever gave her credit for. 

“Then it was done, I remember the first time my wolf talked to me. She told me that she would help me heal. She told me that we were strong. I did not believe her then, I still just wanted to die. My wolf was determined though, and she was right we did live. She did make me stronger.” Daphne is quickly drifting back off to sleep. I have continued rubbing her back, just letting her know that Iam here. My wolf is ready to go kill her father and Iam to stomp him back down. Right now, it is more important to hold her, to let her know that she is not alone. In this moment I know that I have fallen in love with her. '

Holding her tight we both doze off. I am awakened again when my phone starts ringing. I grab it off the side table, glancing down I can see that it is Theo. “ Hey what is going on?”

“We have reached Portland; we will be home in roughly three hours. I wanted to give you our timeline.” Theo sounds tired on the phone; I know that this trip has taken a toll on him mentally.

“I will have everything prepared for your arrival. Theo be safe, and perhaps consider a vacation soon.” I Know that Theo will never take me up on the offer.

He is too dedicated to the pack, and his work. I put the phone back on the table and turn to stare at my sleeping mate. She is so beautiful. A wicked thought crosses my mind on how to wake her up. ’

My mate had only worn her robe to bed last night. I carefully slide down the bed, trying hard not to wake her just yet. It is warm under the covers, but l am determined to wake Daphne with a smile on her face. I carefully slide her legs apart gently, and start kissing her hip bones. I love the way my mate is shaped. I trail kisses over the lower part of her abdomen, trailing from one hip to the other. Daphne starts to wake up and I know that I need to act now before she starts moving. I position myself between her legs, and start lapping at her rose bud. She is awake now and pulling the covers off my head. She goes to move her leg, but I grasp her around her hips keeping her in place.

She moans my name, and I increase the strokes of my tongue on her enjoying how wet she is getting my face. I love feeling her arousal, the special scent that only belongs to my mate. She tangles her hand in my hair, encouraging me to press my face into her slick folds harder. Too soon she arches her back and releases her sweet juices into my mouth. I am greedy as I lick them up. Once I am satisfied, I climb on top of her kissing my way up her body.

“Hmmm good morning love.” I cannot help but tease her as I lean down to kiss her lips. Her cheeks are stained pink, but I know that she enjoyed waking up this morning. Daphne slips her tongue in my mouth as! am kissing her, and I love her boldness. It is hard to imagine that my mate was once a slave. I roll off her and lay beside her on my back.

“My turn.” Daphne surprises me by getting on her knees and straddling me. She bends down and kisses me passionately.

“Baby I am happy just to wake you up smiling.” I do not want her to feel like she always has to reciprocate when I give her pleasure. I love pleasing her, knowing that she is mine.

“Who said I was doing this for you?” My mate has a mischievous smile on, and ] can only imagine what she has rolling around in her brain. I was already hard from licking and tasting her, but as she grinds her wet folds over me, I feel myself grow harder still.I reach up and start teasing her nipples, I love seeing the little pink buds roll through my fingertips. Daphne moans out loud, and I sit up to capture the bud in my mouth. My mate is amazingly beautiful.