The Alpha's Slave Mate novel Chapter 57

Book 2 Chapter 5

Caleb’s Point of View

I had hoped that life would settle down. and that there would be some return to normalcy after everything we went through this last year, but life seems to be throwing curve balls our way in rapid pace. Sighing I finally give up on trying to understand the food store ledgers in front of me and lean back in my office chair to reflect on everything that has happened. In the last year I finally found my mate, which stopped me from going feral but that came with complications. Daphne had been used as a slave. She had been abused, and because she was not allowed to have a normal life growing up she was severely behind in her knowledge of Lycans. Not the best position for her

considering she was mated to an Alpha.

Thankfully, my mate is quick witted and determined and with Theo’s help she has

learned a vast amount and taken her

place at my side as the Luna. On top of

that Daphne was reunited with her sister. Our mating ceremony was a nightmare. that almost resulted in a mass war. Then

it was discovered in the aftermath that Theo and Scarlett were second chance.

mates. Then there was the business of Scarlett’s previous pack joining with ours, and the passing of Daphne’s former pack to the Beta. Now there has been the stress of Daphne miscarrying the pup. 1

I know that I am strong, and I know that my pack needs me to continue to be strong, but hell I could use a vacation. My head is pounding as I realize that my life has turned into a series of putting out

small fires, but I never seem to truly get much work done. Plus, I feel like I am losing part of my mate.

I was the one that suggested that Daphne help with the training of our special

wolves. She had shown interested in the

training when it was revealed that she also had a peculiar talent, so I had used that as an opportunity to distract her

from the depression and worry of losing the pup. Since she has started training, I feel like I hardly see her.

Most mornings she is up before the sun rises, taking a morning run. After that she is constantly at the training grounds. The first few days she would come back to the house for meals, but now she is skipping lunch and not eating dinner until she comes in late at night.

I know that in her own way she is trying to heal from losing the pup, and that this new job is a great distraction for her. I hate to admit it but I feel as if she is

purposely avoiding me. I have wondered

if she holds some kind of resentment

towards me for her losing the baby. Sighing I try to clear my head. I need to have a serious talk with my mate and get

to the root of the issue. Glancing at the

clock I can see that it is well past ten at

night. Standing and stretching my sore

muscles I head down to the kitchen to

grab a quick snack before going in search

of my mate.

I am stopped dead at the sight before me in the kitchen. Daphne is still in work out

clothes, sitting on the bar absently munching an apple, as she looks over

some papers. I can not help my

wandering eyes as I look at the perfect. backside of my mate. The curve of her neck, across her shoulders, the dip in her back, right to where her pleasant peach bottom is perched on the counter. She