The Alpha's Enslaved Luna

Emma’s POV

"Hey, come down here!” I heard my master call out and I abandoned the dishes I had been washing and fled down the stairs as fast as my little legs could carry me, praying he wouldn't get furious.

I got down the stairs walking towards him with my gaze on the floor.

"Here I am, Master," I said awaiting his acknowledgment as he started at the fireplace tapping his foot impatiently and immediately turning around when he heard my voice.

"Ahh, there you are." He cheered as I felt his intent gaze on me which made me tense up knowing he had a smirk on his face. I still bowed lowly to the ground waiting for him to allot a duty to me.

"Where's my sister?" He asked.

"Mistress Ava said she was going to 'keep an eye on things' happening in the pack and won't be available for lunch," I replied to him.

"Doesn't she know we're expecting an important visitor?" He thought aloud as he walked around the room. "Of course she isn't, that bastard fixed an impromptu meeting.... Seems like he's beginning to question us." He continued throwing his hands in exasperation as he thought to himself. I didn't care to ask as it was none of my business, he walked towards me and sighed.

"Go in and call one of the guards, I need to inform my sister about this.... She would surely have a solution." He ordered me and I nodded, turning around to leave.

"Wait."

I stopped in my tracks as I slowly turned back to him staring down at the floor as sweat dripped down my face. I fiddled with my sweaty hands wondering if I had done something to annoy him but couldn't think of anything.

"We're having a very important visitor today and I want you to stay out of the way, my sister and the other slaves would arrange the pack house to meet him." He said rubbing my shoulders lightly as I could feel a smile forming on his lips. I nodded in agreement feeling uncomfortable with his hands on me.

"You see Alpha Ethan is fond of taking what doesn't belong to him, I'm afraid he might take an interest in you." He added lifting my chin as I took a glance at him before diverting my eyes to the wall.

I hated the way he looked at me, it was the same stare he gives me when he invites me to the 'cum room'. It was a place where 'clients' which are pack members and other neighbouring packs

sleep with any slave of their choice as long as they can afford the price. I must say it wasn't a pleasant place to be.

"You look more gorgeous today, perhaps your heat period seems to be drawing close." He whispered in my ear and I gasped as my heart pounded in fear at the thought of going into heat, I wished it was untrue but later was the case I had seen other female slaves go into heat, and believe me it was awful. The master and his trusted men would gather around a slave going through heat as she would be sexually active and all she desires is a dick inside her to soothe the pain she was feeling. They'll make her beg to get fucked and they'll take turns having her.

I felt uncomfortable being this close to him and took a step back but he followed suit.

"Don't move." He growled as my body froze in obedience to his command, being his slave for over twelve years had thought me things I should always keep in mind. At first, I was stubborn and unwilling to obey him until he tamed me and I resigned to my fate tired of putting on a fight. He slowly pulled my shirt up and his rough hands made me quiver as I bit my lips and shut my eyes hating every single second his hand moved.

"Looks like someone finally decided to follow my rules." He scoffed

Rule number #7: on no account should you wear any undergarments unless instructed or on a special occasion.

He continued to caress my skin as I still shut my eyes waiting for what was to happen next, as he was about to grab one of my boobs the door flung open as mistress Ava walked in with a frown on her face.

"Tyler, are you sick?! Didn't you hear the rumours about Alpha Ethan in the neighbouring pack and might come here." She snapped at him as she slumped tiredly on the chair, he immediately withdrew from me pushing me away from him as I staggered to keep my balance.

"Sister! I'm so glad you're here." He cheered childishly as he walked up to her with a grin plastered on his face and acting like he hadn't tried to touch me.

"I doubt you understand the situation at hand as you were engrossed in that." His sister nodded at me.

"You of all people should know I only wanted a quickie and nothing more." He laughed sitting next to his sister.

I cringed at what he said. Having a quickie with the master is much worse than being tortured to death, it was indescribable.

"That aside, what are we going to do about Alpha Ethan? He can't find out about this slave trade or this pack is doomed to fall." Master told his sister.

"I know all these which is why I had to visit, we need to find a way to hide over fifty slaves." Mistress Ava sighed frustrated as she brushed her hair with her hands. "He's very smart and would notice if anything went wrong, we need to be careful about this." She added.

"I already planned, everything would fall into place... the females would be given maid dresses and the males uniforms," Master smirked as he looked at his sister whose face brightened.

"You should organise the Zetas to take care of the males while you take care of the females." He added.

"That's great, schiava follow me, we have certain things to take care of." Mistress Ava said getting off the chair and about to walk out the door but I didn't make a step forward knowing my master would object.

"She won't be part of the preparations." He announced as he glanced at me before looking back at his sister who furrowed her eyebrow.

"And why is that?" She asked, almost irritated.

"Ethan takes what isn't his as a way of showing his strength... and." He paused, eyeing me profusely with a smirk on his face as he approached me.

"And this slave is mine."