
The Alpha's Slave
Olaoluwa Matthew · Completed · 203.7k Words
Introduction
Cyrus, a direct descendant of the first werewolves, has sealed off any form of romance since the death of his first love. However, he doesn't expect that his newly bought slave would be his mate.
As war breaks out between Ghysem and a rival pack, Cyrus is forced to confront his feelings for Agnes. Will he fight for the love of the girl he rejected, or allow history to repeat itself?
Chapter 1
A look of confusion appeared on his face as he looked at me. With a sigh, and in a strangled voice, Alpha Cyrus said. "I can't accept you as my mate."
Three Days Ago
"You can have her." My stepfather's voice was a strained whisper. He avoided my eyes and adjusted his position on the stool he sat on.
My mother said nothing to object; she never opposed anything he did even when it was going to kill her. I sucked in a sharp breath and continued to stare at her, waiting for her intervention.
She looked at me, and then at her feet. "Agnes, please make this sacrifice. For the sake of your siblings."
I always thought I knew what betrayal was, until this very day. The porcelain tea jug I was holding clattered to the ground, hot tea spilling on my legs, and the shards flying about.
"Mother?" I questioned, still not believing it.
My father had been killed when he worked in a coal mine. It was not murder per se, but the working conditions were poor for such little pay. We barely had enough to survive on, and his health began to deteriorate with no money for treatment.
When I was about seven years of age, he passed on.
My mother was relatively young then and age had not kissed her beauty away. She had met Judas a few months later. He was youthful with great ambitions and a rebellious spirit, not following the footsteps of his father in politics but had decided to be a tradesman. Importing around the world.
They got married within that same year and I liked him. He was nice, and compassionate and constantly brought gifts home for me which made me happy. Although, he could never replace my father. Along the line, the twins came. It was a rollercoaster of chaos because Judas's father had died and it was revealed that despite the extravagant lifestyle they lived, his parents were in a load of debt.
Judas used all of his savings to settle his father's creditors to prevent harassment.
Since then, Judas's attitude had changed. At first, it was negligible. I understood he no longer had money for gifts. What I did not understand was why he made my mom work immediately after her pregnancy. He no longer had his youthful spirit and the zeal to trade. He relapsed into a lazy shell; sitting at home all the time and waiting for dinner.
Gone were the days he would be out early in the morning on the market days, and home in time for supper. Gone were the weekends when he made breakfast for the family.
He would simply wake up and sit on his wooden recliner chair, old newspapers in his hand while drinking strange concoctions.
He became needy, asking my mother to make sure she provided certain things for him. One morning he asked her to buy the crossed buns from the bakery and when she said she did not have the money for it, he beat her. After that, he brought out a jewelry piece he had gotten for her and asked her to sell it and then use the money for it.
He apologized for it later that night, but his attitude did not change. If she refused him, he would beat her and then sell her belongings.
Maybe that was the reason why my mother never questioned his decisions or instructions.
"For the sake of your siblings," my mother repeated. "Give them a chance at a better life."
"How long have you had this planned?" My voice broke as I asked the question. "Or is this a shock to you too?"
My mother did not respond.
"Are you agreeing to this because you do not want to offend him?" I asked, tears streaming down my face. "Because you are scared of—"
"You will live a good life. Probably even better than your siblings will if you make this sacrifice," it was my stepfather who spoke. The coward was still avoiding my eyes.
"A good life? As a slave?"
"You are not just anyone's slave," my mother commented wryly. "I have helped you pack your bag." There was finality in her tone. "If the young master is ready to leave, then get your things and follow him."
I settled my teary gaze upon the man. He was relaxed and his expression was unreadable. His black hair was casually tousled back and almost touching his shoulder. He had a chiseled face and incredible jawlines.
"Why are you staring at me?" He asked in a cool voice.
I said nothing in response, allowing myself to be mesmerized by his strange and somewhat scary eyes. They were green but occasionally flashed with an orange glow— it was not humanlike. The aura he gave off was not pleasant. Everything about him screamed dangerous and that I should stay away, but how exactly was I as a slave supposed to stay away from one's master?
"Get your things, I am ready to leave."
With a nod, I walked into the room I shared with my younger sister. Her twin brother was present as well and they both had looks of sorrow on their faces as they gazed at my bags which were truly packed.
"Agnes, mother said you are leaving us."
"It is only for a little while," I lied with a smile looking at their innocent faces.
"I can't imagine what it will be like without you here," Gertrude sobbed. I pulled her into an embrace and wiped her tears. She looked up at me with her hazel-doe eyes, "Why are you leaving with that man? Are you getting married?"
I smiled wryly and ruffled her hair, not answering the question. Won't it have been better if I were sold into marriage? I thought to myself. "I'll see you guys soon."
Picking up my bags, I walked back to the living room where the man stood behind my stepfather. He acknowledged me with a cool smile and a sinister grin. I raised my eyebrows and gasped as he brought out a dagger and stabbed my stepfather's neck. "I don't take it lightly with those who betray their family members.”
Last Chapters
#200 The Arrival
Last Updated: 1/27/2026#199 The Wedding
Last Updated: 1/27/2026#198 The Proposal
Last Updated: 1/27/2026#197 Labour
Last Updated: 1/27/2026#196 Justice
Last Updated: 1/27/2026#195 The First Kill
Last Updated: 1/27/2026#194 A Secret Affair
Last Updated: 1/27/2026#193 The Meeting
Last Updated: 1/27/2026#192 Nightmares
Last Updated: 1/27/2026#191 Unanswered Questions
Last Updated: 1/27/2026
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