Claimed -Diary Of A white Wolf

"... happening."

"What?" she asks almost jumping out of her skin as she turns to look at the one speaking to her. Number 39. Number 39 was talking to her and she has no idea what she had said. Head bowed as was always the case, "What did you say?"

Eyes on the one in front of her. "Are you okay, Number 28?"

Nodding her head, "I am fine." She says going to where the trays of delicacies have been arranged on the table awaiting the Doulos to take them to the main hall where the celebration was happening and serve them to the guest and pack members. Usually, the Doulos are never allowed anywhere near pack members, not to mention serving them. The Doulos serve the slaves who serve the pack members and everyone else.

But today was a different occasion. Today, their Luna was celebrating her birthday, and thus, the entire pack was overcrowded with not just pack members, but many other visiting guest and members even nobles and royalties of other packs. Everywhere was filled up, and the only way to serve everyone, was to pick some of the Doulos to also join in serving the guest.

Number 28, Ianna Evar, she had been picked last week as one of the Doulos who will join in serving the guest in the hall. That was not the problem, the problem is that ever since last night when it began to rain, she has been feeling antsy without quite knowing why. No, it was not her wolf, she would at least have one reason to be happy in this pathetic world if the Mother Goddess had at least thought it wise to bless her with a wolf. But no, she was wolf-less. So why has she been restless all through last night and today. She had barely caught any sleep last night, tossing back on forth on the floor where she slept, until at last it was morning.

And today, when she rose up with everyone else, she was still as restless as the night before.

"You did not blink an eye last night." Number 39 says coming to stand next to her. "Shall I mention how that had made even me unable to sleep? My wolf kept pacing in my mind, as if waiting for you to attack us, no matter how many times I told her you had no wolf."

Picking up a tray. "I will stay far away from you tonight so you can have your sleep. I apologize for that." Ianna says beginning to walk away.

Number 39 follows her with her own tray in her hand. Still staring at Number 28 who was in front of her. "Are you sick?" sha asks hurrying to go and catch up with her that they were now walking next to each other.

"I think I may be." Ianna answers.

"Have you visited Jamari?"

"She had no time to attend to me, she was attending to a slave."

Rolling her eyes even when she knew no one would see her act of annoyance. "And again, they consider themselves more important than us to even spare you a minute. The Mother Goddess –

"Does not care whatever happens to you. Now hurry up and serve the people inside or I will have your skin yet again peeled from your bones." Came the voice of the controller of Doulos from a distance, causing them to swiften their steps.

Soon, they arrived at the hall where the celebration was happening, and yet again for perhaps the hundredth time that day, she had that weird feeling in the pit of her stomach again as she stepped into the hall. The hall had a smell, a pleasant one, one that soothed her insides as if everything in the entire world was alright. Today was the first time she was entering the main hall, so perhaps the hall has always had this smell. It will only last some minutes until she was out of the hall and then her uneasiness will return again. It was almost as if her body wanted her to remain in the hall.

"Number 28!" Number 39 calls out silently when she saw her standing over a pack member with the tray in her hand for more than two minutes without making any attempt to begin serving. "Number 28." She calls out again.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Number 28 turns to the direction of the voice that was calling out to her.

"Start serving." Number 39 says nodding towards the tray in her hand. Looking down at the tray in her hand, Number 28 quickly lowers her head again as was expected, and begins to serve.

The hall was buzzing loud with all forms of sounds and lights. Everyone was specially dressed today in a way they have never been, causing even the air to be filled with all sorts of smells, one could never really tell whether it was the fragrance from different perfumes and oils people had taken extra expenses at spraying, or it was from the dishes. They were clanks of glasses, laughter, merriment, music, and everything. Was one to talk about the lavishing meals enough to eat and to spare, but none haven't yet been offered to the Doulos all day.

Number 28 sighs just as she laid down her last plate of soup in front of a female pack member, her head still lowered. And then came that smell again, much more strongly this time, as if to swallow her up, and out of practice Number 28 draws a deep breathe of the air as if to lock up enough to help her uneasiness later. She was still sucking in the air when a noble pushed her from the back, causing her to fall to the floor and erupting a jeering laughter from everyone around.

"Bloody Doulos." He says spitting on her body. Everyone around laughs again.

Rushing to her feet, Number 28 begins to hurry out of the hall. It was in her bit to escape the hall that she failed to see the person heading in her direction who was engrossed in a conversation with another. And before she could stop herself, she bumped into this person, stumbling backwards and almost falling. She really should have never been selected to join in serving today, Number 28 thought to herself as she takes a deep breathe preparing herself mentally for the blows and insult that will follow her bumping into a pack member.

She lowers her head more and gets on her knees, readying herself to begin her apology which obviously will stand no chance of acceptance. If it will earn her anything at all, it will be more abuses or brutality. "I apologize – "she was stopped by the sound of people all around her gasping.

"How dare she!" came the murmur from some of the people around.

Slowly, she was not supposed to look up, but her curiosity will not let her be, so slowly, she begins to look up at who exactly she may have bumped into. Two things happen all at once as her eyes finally land on the figure in front of her.

First, it was the way her stomach sinks the moment her eyes look into his and everything cell in her system dilated. Second, that smell, he was the source of that smell that has been consoling her all day in this hall, and now, with him this close, it was as though everything in the world was perfect. And just as her lips curl into a smile, something she was not quite sure she has ever done in her life; she heard him utter that not so strange word to her face.

"Mate!"

No!

She definitely heard wrongly, or maybe, maybe he was referring to the lady beside him whose hands he was holding unto ... wait! Number 28 allows her eyes to wander to the person standing next to this male for the first time since she looked up. A she. A beautifully well blessed lady by the goddess. Who was she and why was she standing with this male who she still had no idea who even he was. She was still swirling thoughts around her head when she felt a whip on her back, followed by her being pushed to her knees on the floor, her head once again lowered. The murmuring around her increased.

"A Doulo never raises its head, have you forgotten, you worthless piece of shit!" came the words accompanied by a whip to her back from the controller of the Doulos. "How dare you look up –

"That's enough!" came the voice from the man in front of Number 28, his hand stretched out. He had a beautiful voice, Number 28 thought to herself despite the pain burning on her back from the strike of the whip.

"Oh Chan, you should let the controller show the Doulo her place." Came a feminine voice, the one next to the man in front of Number 28. Her left hand finding his chest as she begins to caress it, "They will never learn, except you teach them." She says with a smile.

Pushing down her hand from him, and letting go of even the one he had been holding unto. "And risk causing a scene at my mother's party?" he looks her way, "Everyone is watching Isabella." He hisses with an edge to his voice as though angry. He wasn't going to be angry, he was angry, his wolf at the edge of his mind waiting for any chance he could take to show forth and tear everyone apart starting from the Controller who had dare to lay his whip on his ... his mate.

Chan could not believe his eyes. His mate! His mate was a ... a Doulo, a slave to slaves. Mother Goddess! He exclaims mentally. He knew something was not right since last night when he had become restless when the rain had begun. He had barely been able to get any sleep, his wolf on edge, having him search the entire palace for what he could not quite tell. Sarton has never been as restless as he had been last night, and even after taking him for a long run in the forest, he still would not calm down. He had had him searching the entire palace, greeting every visitor, checking every room ... well, every room except the part which belonged to the slaves or Doulos.

He had not even known what exactly he was searching for when he had begun searching. So, the restlessness, it was his mate, his mate calling out to him, at last, after many years have passed. And now, she was ... a Doulo.

From behind Chan, his friend nods at the controller to take the Doulo and get out of the hall. He didn't know why, but for some reason his friend Chan was on edge, his wolf almost barring to the surface, he could tell that from how tensed his shoulder were at the moment. Ever since the night before, his friend has been on edge and acting out of character, but right now, it seemed even he was fighting Sarton for control over his body.

But just as the controller laid hands on the Doulo on the floor, about to drag her out, he saw Chan snap at the Controller, his wolf barring its teeth an inch away from sinking his teeth into the Controller and drawing blood from the controller's face. Everyone around shrieks at his sudden outburst, the ladies squealing in fear, including Isabella who had been standing next to him.

Out of fear, the Controller had let go of Number 28, falling back to the floor from the shock of the sudden attack, his eyes widened in fear, his head lowered. "I apologize, Your Highness." He speaks.

"How dare –

"That's enough, Chan." Came a voice from behind them, a voice filled with so much power it even made Number 28 shiver in fear. The Alpha. And that voice, it had enough power to help Sarton calm a bit. Gulping down an empty throat and trying his best to fight Sarton back for control, he takes a step backwards, trying his best to put on a smile. "Be gone, all of you." The Alpha says to both Number 28 and the controller.

Standing back up on her feet, her tray still in her hand, her head still bowed, Number 28 begins to exit the hall, but not before she glanced one more look at the man she had bumped into, and their eyes meet again, briefly yes, but enough to cause a smile to climb up to her eyes, and enough for him to look into her eyes.

And as she retreated from the hall, she knew that was not the last time she will be seeing this man, not when somehow, the Mother Goddess has made him hers. She could hear the Alpha addressing the people back in the hall, and drawing laughter from them. The Alpha, it was the first time she had been in such close space as him, a man she has only heard about from other Doulos or slaves. And he, the Alpha, he had called that man Chan. Chan! It sounded like a name she has heard before.

"Chan?" Number 39 repeats her brows furrowed. "I have heard that name somewhere before." She says as they were heading back to their basement that evening.

"Right?" Number 28 questions coming to stand in front of Number 39. "I feel like I have heard that name somewhere before too, but I cannot remember where." She says with a sigh.

"And you say he was in that hall today?"

Number 28 nods. "I think our Alpha may know him, maybe he is a soldier? Or perhaps a –

"The Alpha Prince." Number 39 cuts in her eyes beaming. "Now I remember how it is the name sounds familiar, it is our Alpha Prince, heir of our Alpha Reuben. He goes by the name Alpha Prince Chan."

"What?" Number 28 exclaims, her eyes filled with doubt. She scoffs, "He possibly cannot be the –

"Did he not have blonde hair, pitch black eyes, a chiseled –

"I never looked long enough to confirm all these features, but yes, he did have blonde hair. And by the way how is it that you know all these features when we are never allowed to look up for a second at anyone?"

Number 39 smiles, her eyes the only thing to tell anyone that she was smiling. "I am not one to stick to the laws every time. Of course I look up whenever I get the chance or I'll have a hunchback like Number 7 before anyone knows it."

"Number 39!"

"I know it is dangerous, and I know I should never take such risk, but a girl is a curious creature of Mother Goddess, I, particularly curious all the time. Besides, how exactly would I have found Jacob your cousin who is my mate if I hadn't been looking up." She smiles again. "I am careful Number 28, no one will ever catch me looking up."

Number 28 nods in acceptance.

"Talking about being careful, I heard there was a bit of chaos in the hall few minutes after I had left, and you were the cause of that chaos." Eyes on Number 28, "What happened? The other Doulos are whispering about it but they won't tell me what really happened."

Sighing, "I bumped into that Chan which if you are correct which I doubt you are, is the Alpha Prince."

Number 39 gasps her eyes widening in fright. "You did what!" the rest of whatever she may have had to say, lose its way as she sees the guards approach them. Gulping an empty throat, she clears her throat and nods Number 28 behind her. Number 28 turns around just in time to see the guards stop in front of them. They immediately lower their head.

"Number 28." The one in charge calls out. "You are under arrest for breaking some laws a Doulo should never do while serving."

It's been four days, four days of absolute hell for him as Sarton his wolf would not let him have anything but hell. Four days since he found his mate, a Doulo, four days since he has been searching for her with no luck, but now, finally, he found her. He found her locked up in one of the basement prisons meant for the worst of criminals, she sat there, her head buried between her thighs, not raising her head even when she heard the prison door open.

How was it that she's able to stay calm when he was this close to her, when he himself was overwhelmed by the mere sight of her seated here. Sarton was jumping all over his mind, super excited to find his mate again after four days of searching for her. To him nothing else mattered, not the fact that she was a Doulo and their social status was very different, nor the fact that they hardly know anything about this woman whom the Mother goddess has paired them to. All that mattered to him was that he has found her at last.

Sarton has never really liked Isabella, the girl he got betrothed to after waiting years for his mate and it seemed like it will never happen. When his father had needed more lands and Isabella's father had more than enough to spare, forming a marriage pact through him had looked like a better option no matter how much he and Sarton had disagreed to it. Isabella was beautiful in every way an Alpha's daughter was expected to be, but not even that ever got Sarton to like her. Everytime she was close or touched him, Sarton would always claw at his skin to get him to push her away. But he liked this one, Sarton liked this female seated here in this prison not still making any attempt to acknowledge their presence. Even after just spending mere few minutes with her four days ago, he liked this female.

But why has she still not making any attempt look up at him yet? He was sure she knew it was him and not the prison guards, so why was she not reacting in anyway. That was when he listened for her heartbeat and... and he heard nothing. Chan's eyes widen and he rushes to her side in seconds. But as he nudged her on the arm to perhaps get her attention, he watched as she began to fall, and he had to grab her and pull her against himself to prevent her falling to the ground. She had fainted!

And without waiting a second more, Chan picks her up in his arms and begins to carry her out of the prison with speed. The guards just kept their head bowed to the ground as he pushed past them with Number 28 in his arms. He had just made the last turn that will lead him to the last walk before he exits the office, when he saw shadows of people standing. Looking up, it was the Alpha, his father, Alpha Reuben.

Chan stops in his track. "Father." He acknowledges with a bow of his head.

The Alpha nods to his Beta who nods back before exiting the basement with everyone else. Turning to face his son. "And where are you headed, Chan?" he nods at Chan, "With that in your hand."

Gulping, "She fainted." Chan says, eyes on his father.

"Of course I have seen she has fainted, I am not blind. Am asking where you are taking the Doulo to?"

Chan gulps. "I need to get treated and -

"So if I understand you clearly, your plan is to walk out of this basement with that thing in your hand, and what?"

"She's my mate, Father!" Chan declares.

"And so! You plan to carry her out of here in your arms and declare to everyone that your mate is a Doulo?"

"But-

"Have you thought of the fact that you are betrothed to Isabella Random and that words will get out, and then she will hear them, and then her father will hear them, and learn that you showcased a Doulo as your true mate! Do you think he will take that slap lightly when he learns of it?"

Chan sighs. "All I want to do is to get her treated. She fainted in prison father and I do not even know how long she has been there, or how bad she might -

"If she is in prison, then she committed a crime, which is not uncommon for a Doulo. Put down the girl and come with me." Alpha Reuben says turning to leave.

"But father, I -

"You want the girl out of here and treated, I will grant you that this one time, but you will not be carrying her out of here yourself. I will have somebody else do it." He turns back to face his son. "Did you not hear a word I said earlier about words not getting out that that thi- ... that a Doulo is your mate?" He sighs , "I give you my word, she will be taken out, not come with me before I change my mind."

Chan looks down, and the ground all around them was too dirty for even his feet, talk more of keeping a person, his mate. He was still looking around when he found a table with some fabrics on it, walking over with her still in his arms, he puts her down on the table, picking up another fabric, he covers her with it. After one last look at her, he turns and heads for where his father was still waiting, ignoring Sarton's whimpering.

~

Number 28 opens her eyes and finds herself on her sleeping area in the room she shared with other Doulos. She was covered with fabric, with a wet towel on her forehead. Taking it away, she sits up with a sigh. Last she remembers, she was in prison, so how was it -

"Finally, you are awake." Came Number 39 as she walks into the room carrying a bowel of water.

"What happened?" Number 28 asks eyes on Number 39.

Number 39 stops in front of her and puts down the bowl of water. She places her left hand on her forehead, and the right hand on Number 28's forehead, testing for her fever. She sighs, "You will survive." She says. "You passed out in prison."

"And?"

"And I and Number 43 came to carry you out." Number 39 answers.

"How?" Number 28 asks.

She shrugs. "How would I know? Although one of the Doulos says she overheard the Alpha giving an order for you to be released."

"Our Alpha?"

"Our Alpha, Number 28." She leans forward and picks up two bowls of food. "Eat something." Number 39 says putting the food in front of Number 28. "Jamari has given some herbs you must take, she came to check on you."

Number 28 looks up at Number 39, "Jamari came to check on me?"

Number 39 nods. "Yes, she came here herself with her container of herbs to check up on you even before I could go to her. She said she had been busy with slaves, but she had to abandon them and come attend to you." Number 39 looks up at Number 28, "Which makes me believe there is something you are not telling me."

Number 28 furrows her brows. "Something I am not -

"First, you get released from prison and we are asked to come carry you out of there when we were all convinced you'd spend at least a month in there like is the way it's done. Next, Jamari comes by herself to the Doulos quarters to check on you and give you herbs. Even when Number 11 was dying, Jamari had had no time to attend to her, and Jamari has never come to the Doulos quarters to attend to any Doulo. And, I will not fail to mention how often one of the Alpha Prince's men has been asking about you and your recovery." Number 39 pulls closer and whispers, "Is he perhaps into you?"

Looking away, Number 28 picks up the water cup in front of her and takes a long drink from it.

Assisting Number 28 in raising the cup to her lips, "Fine, you don't have to answer, and I will try not to ask anymore questions, even though I know Jacob will be demanding answers to everything that has happened to you from me."

"Keep me out of you and Jacob's love affair, you know how much I hate to be in between you two."

Number 39 smiles pushing the plates of food closer to Number 28. "Fine, go ahead and eat, I will try not to bring your lonely soul into it."

**

"Why will you not listen to me and rest one more day, Number 28? You are still unwell and -

"I am beginning to see the reason why the Mother goddess made you and Jacob mates. You are no different from him being around and nagging me every minute of the day." She turns to face Number 39 with the basket of food stuffs in her hands. "If I rest one more day, I fear the controller will come for me and peel off my skin with his whip. I have enough bruises already on me, don't you think?"

Number 39 who was about to protect again sighs. "Fine, I get your point. But stick to the lighter basket, I do not want you falling all over everywhere and getting those bruises on yourself anyway."

Number 28 nods, and she turns and they continue to head for where the basket was to be kept in the warehouse. Maybe she was mistaken, but for a second she would have sworn she smelled that beautiful scent from days ago again. But she must be wrong, because ever since that day, she has never smelled it again, nor has she seen that face again. That face which appears even in her dreams. She and Number 39 were leaving the warehouse when the slave in charge of the arrangement sent Number 39 on a different errand, and sent her Number 28 to dispose some rotting vegetables in the forest area.

Picking up the bag of vegetables, Number 28 begins to drag it towards the forest. She had just finished disposing them, when she turned around and there standing in front of her, was that man. Number 28 quickly bows her head as was expected of a Doulo.

Here she was, here she was standing in front of him after many more days. It has been 3 days, 3 three days since he'd had her taken out from the prison and treated. Frankly he could not quite tell whether she was really okay, not with all but her eyes covered up,but at least at this moment, she was standing in front of him, not lifeless in his arms.

Chan gulps as he stares at the female whose head was bowed in front on him, his hands itching to reach out to her and touch her, hold her, and be sure she was really okay. He has been dying to see her every minute of every day, but as he stood now in front of her, he lacked knowledge of what to do or say.

"Hi." Alpha Prince Chan says after what seemed like eternity.

With her head bowed and her heart beating faster than she has ever heard, Number 28 didn't quite know what she was expecting, but when she heard that one syllable word from him, that two letter words, it made her heart skip and race. Confused, she raises her head slowly, until she was looking at him, and their eyes met. Number 28 gulps as she stared into his eyes, then slowly, slowly she begins to roam her eyes from his hair down. She wanted a good look of this male, something more than a few seconds glance like the last time, something to keep her mind busy with while waiting for the next time she'll ever see him again. And he was handsome, in everyway. Without meaning to, Chan chuckles causing her to stop her evaluation of him with her eyes and look back up at him.

"I apologize." Chan quickly cuts in. "It's just..." Standing there and watching as her eyes raked his entire body, as if evaluating him, making a specimen of him, and the way her eyes had come alive the more she roamed her eyes all over him, it made Sarton purr, proud of himself and happy that she was approving of them, it had made him chuckle. He has never known this side of Sarton even though he's being inside him for many years now, never seen Sarton seeking anyone's approval, so to see him seeking this female's approval and happy at the way her eyes had lit up, that had made him chuckle.

Quickly realizing what she had been doing, Number 28 quickly puts her head down again. "No, I should be apologizing, Sir."

In one swift move, he was standing an inch away from her causing her to look up when he approached so swiftly. "Don't." He says, his right hand raising in its own accord towards her face, but it stopped before he could touch her. Something told him he needed to take things slow with this female. "I liked it." He says with a smile on his lips. She looks him in the eye again. "I liked the way you were looking at me. Sarton liked it too."

"Sarton?" Number 28 questions, her eyes still on him.

"My wolf." He answers smiling more. "He likes you, a lot even though we have just met a few times." He gulps, "And ... it's Chan to you, Chan Reuben. My name." He saw the moment when her eyes widened in surprise which means she had not known who he was.

"Your Hi-

He grabs her hand. "Chan." He says.

Number 28 smiles, her heart had been racing since the moment they had met, but the moment his hand touched hers and grabbed them, it calmed every nerve in her body.

"Tell me your name?"

"Number -

"Your real name." Chan says, his eyes pleading.

" I ... I do not -

She was cut short by the sound of approaching pack men, and even before she could utter another word, Chan pulls her against himself as he hides behind a tree and waited for the men to pass. But as they stood close to each other, his heart raced, beating so fast as if it would burst open. Few minutes later, the men were gone, and as he looked down at the female next to him, he met sapphire blue eyes staring up at him.

Clearing his throat, he removes his hand that had been wrapping around her waist, and clears his throat. "It seems I may have to apologize again, for -

"And again, it seems I may have to be the one apologizing, Alpha Prince." Number 28 says taking fee steps backwards, away from him.

It was the sting in her voice that got him looking back at her, and he could see the sting of tears even in her eyes. What was the matter. "Did I -

"I almost allowed you to be seen standing with a Doulo." She says.

"What!" He exclaims in confusion, then slowly her words begin to make sense in his head. "I ... No that is not - I am not -

"Ashamed of me?" Number 28 questions. "But you are, I saw it in your eyes the moment you heard those men approaching." She scoffs. "What was I thinking!" Number 28 says to her self as she slowly bowed her head to him and turns around to leave.

Chan rushes over to her front and stand in her path. "I am sorry if that looks like what I had done, but it is not. I -

"Number 28!" came a voice from afar calling out for her, it was Number 39.

Number 28 watched as the man in front of her stilled, gulping multiple times. He was indeed ashame of her, as he should be, she was after all a Doulo, and he an Alpha Prince. She sighs, "I am sure the Mother goddess made some form of mistake in our match, there's no way she would pair a great man like yourself to a Doulo like me." She bows her head, "I will take my leave, Alpha Prince." she says and walks away even before he could stop her. "I am here, Number 39." She says knowing that will stop him from following her.