His Slave, His Unwanted Mate

Diana's POV:

"Take your dirty hands off my mate, you filthy bitch!" I heard a she-wolf roar with such ferocity as though she was going to kill me.

Before I could even say anything, I felt a tight slap land on my face. Almost immediately, my vision blurred and I felt a little dizzy.

"You pathetic whore! How dare you seduce my mate?" The fat she-wolf shook her fists furiously and cursed at me.

"Excuse me? Are you blind? Your mate grabbed my hand first." I clutched my cheek and looked at her with a shocked expression on my face.

Hadn't this she-wolf seen her mate ate me up with his lustful eyes?

Much to my chagrin and confusion, I ended up facing the wrath of this unreasonable she-wolf in the form of another slap to my face. I fell to the ground and my ears were buzzing as if there were thousands of ants screaming inside my head.

"You are just a mere slave in the pack. How dare you talk back to me like that? Don't you know who I am?" The she-wolf pushed me to the ground and began punching and kicking me.

Meanwhile, her mate sat on a chair not too far away and watched with amusement. "This is ridiculous! She's the one who came on to me. Why would I be interested in Baldwin's daughter? Her father is our enemy! It seems as though the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Baldwin's daughter is just as heinous as he was."

I stayed on the ground and clenched my fists to hold back the tears from falling from my eyes.

My father, Baldwin Lawson, was the most powerful Alpha on the continent. However, he had been killed.

I had seen how my father was killed. He died miserably, and there was blood all over the ground.

After my father died, his killers occupied my pack and established a new pack under the name, Blue Lake Pack. My sister Angela and I survived, but we were captured and made to work as slaves.

I even attempted to make an escape with Angela several times, but it didn't go as planned each time and we ended up getting punished even more cruelly.

They kept us separated ever since our last attempt failed, and I didn't even know where my little sister was. I was made to serve the werewolves in the Blue Lake Pack, where on most days on the job, I got either beaten up or verbally abused.

The mere mention of my father's name seemed to have angered the other werewolves. They all surrounded me and started kicking me, as if it gave them some sort of perverted pleasure to make me suffer.

"Damn bitch! Go to hell!"

One she-wolf picked up the kettle from the table and poured it on my head. "I'm going to teach you a lesson! Let's see if you still try to seduce others again!"

The hot tea flew down my cheeks. It almost burned the skin off my face.

"Who has been trying to seduce others?" A cold voice cut through all the noise in the room and everyone froze.

I turned my head around with great difficulty and saw a young man walking towards us. He was tall, handsome and he looked powerful. His eyes were so sharp that his gaze sent chills down my spine. There was something inexplicable in his aura that made me feel afraid of him.

I knew he was the Alpha of the Blue Lake Pack. The moment my father was killed, the murderers had cheered and shouted his name-Lambert Hampton.

This was the first time I had seen him in person since he caught me and Angela and made us slaves.

Lambert stood in front of me, towering above me like a tyrant, and sneered.

"What have we here? Baldwin's daughter!"

I could sense his resentment for my late father just by the way he uttered his name. Suddenly, he looked at me with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

My heart leaped to my throat because I thought Lambert was more frightening than any other werewolf in this pack.

I didn't know what he wanted to do to me, but I was scared nonetheless.

Diana's POV:

As soon as Lambert waved his hand, the guards behind him came and dragged me away.

They brought me down to the dungeon and threw me in a cell.

However, the next moment, my eyes widened in surprise when I saw Angela there as well.

She was curled up on a small wooden bed and her breathing was steady. It seemed as though she was asleep.

Before I could get close to her, the guards tried to put a shackle on me, but I dodged them quickly.

"Kill me and get it over with. Just don't touch me!"

After all, I was once the Alpha's daughter. I couldn't be seen wearing shackles symbolizing that I was a lowly slave.

"You're a feisty one!"

When the guards saw me resisting, they pressed my shoulders down and grabbed my legs.

I was outnumbered and easily overpowered, but I gave them a fight nonetheless.

"Get out of my way." I heard Lambert's voice again.

He sounded irritated. He narrowed his eyes and came at me menacingly. His boots made a dull thudding noise with every step which made my hair stand on end.

He squatted down, grabbed my leg, and shackled my right foot. He was much stronger than the other werewolves. He didn't even give me any chance to resist.

"Do we really have to play a game of cat and mouse? You will stay here forever and atone for your sins until I die." Lambert tightened his grip on my neck as he spoke. "I am going to take great pleasure in torturing you slowly."

My eyes shot up in bewilderment and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Atone for my sins? If you're implying that my father's actions were sinful, then you'd better think twice. The prisoners my father caught were criminals who deserved a lot more than death. Their actions were sinful," I struggled to retort.

Suddenly, Lambert let go of my throat, but he sneered at me, his eyes expressing deep resentment.

"Let me show you what actions are deemed sinful!" His eyes had a cold glint as they harbored his deep-seated hatred for me.

Then he turned to look at Angela with a smirk.

"What are you going to do?"

The hair on the back of my neck stood up when I saw the way Lambert was assessing Angela. Angela was still so young. Would he be so barbaric to torture a child like her?

Lambert grinned when he saw the pure terror on my face. He seemed to take great pleasure in seeing people's petrified faces. I didn't know why he was like that.

"I can let you go, but..." He wiped his hands gingerly, as if he had just touched the filthiest thing on this earth. "I'm not sure what will happen to your sister."

"No! I will do whatever you ask. Please leave my sister alone," I begged in horror as I tried to stop him.

"Take her away," he commanded, ignoring my pleas completely.

"Alpha, do you want us to take her or her younger sister away?" one of the guards asked.

"The younger one, of course," Lambert said as his malicious eyes bored into me.

His order both shocked and terrified me. I crawled towards him faster than I ever had in my life, and threw myself at his feet as I begged for mercy.

"Please, please leave my sister alone. She is just a child. I will follow all your orders if you promise to keep her safe."

"If you had been this submissive before, we wouldn't have had to take such dire measures. Your sister's life depends on your behavior now."

The guard lifted Angela up and placed her on his shoulder. The loud noise and jostling woke Angela up.

As soon as I met Angela's eyes, I could sense the fear in her heart.

"Diana!" Angela called out to me with teary eyes as soon as she saw me.

"Angela, don't worry. Everything will be fine," I tried to console her.

There was nothing else I could do as I helplessly watched her being taken away. I was oblivious to the tears that were streaming down my cheeks.

"Take off your clothes," Lambert ordered.

I knew my only choice was to obey him now. However, my hands still froze by my sides when I was faced with this command. I just couldn't move at all.

"Your sister's fate is in your hands. I'm going to count to three. One... Two..." My heart skipped a beat when he reached the final count.

Making up my mind quickly and steeling myself, I raised my hands and took off my coat with trembling hands.

"Go on." When he saw my hands hesitate, his volume increased by several notches.

Forcing my hands to move, I continued to hurriedly take off my remaining clothes and only stopped when I was down to my underwear. A chill crept up my spine and my whole body began shaking uncontrollably.

Lambert strode towards me, grabbed my bra and pulled it down hard, his lips curling up into a smug smile.

A scream escaped my lips and my arms instinctively flew up to wrap themselves around my chest. Tears blurred my vision. I stared ahead unseeingly as I tried to block out my surroundings, but didn't put up a struggle.

I knew it was pointless. I had no way of evading this disaster. Never before in my life had I felt so humiliated, and I had nowhere to escape.

"How does she look?" Lambert turned around and asked the other guards.

"Alpha, this bitch is so fucking sexy."

"Yes, I wish I could fuck her right now."

"I've never laid eyes on a more beautiful and sexy she-wolf."

I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me when I heard these obscene comments.

Lambert remained quiet, and didn't even spare me a glance. "Do you all hate her?"

"Yes," the guards replied in unison.

"What do you plan to do with her?" Lambert asked.

There was a flash of hesitation in the eyes of the guards. For a moment, I assumed they wanted my life.

"How about letting her be our sex slave?" one of them suggested.

I couldn't stop the shudder that rocked me when I heard this. My breath came out in short gasps as this intense degradation overwhelmed me.

If it weren't for Angela, I would have fought them to death. It was much better to die than live with indignity. But I couldn't leave Angela alone, and I still had to avenge my father's death.

"Diana, what do you think? Isn't this what you want?" Lambert stared at me with blazing eyes.

My throat closed up and I bit my lower lip.

"Tell me you can't wait to be our sex slave, bitch." He pinched my chin, forcing me to speak.

"I can't wait to be your sex slave," I said through gritted teeth as I finally relented.

I had already been crushed by him. What was the point of arguing with him? It was meaningless!

Several guards walked towards me with outstretched hands, their eyes shining with lust. I shut my eyes tight, unwilling to face such a cruel reality.

"Stop!"

To my surprise, it was Lambert's voice.

My eyes flew open in confusion, and I saw the guards reluctantly put their hands down and move away. Overwhelmed by the intense emotions I had just experienced, my legs gave way and I collapsed on the floor.

"Ask Hazel to bathe her." After saying this, Lambert spun around and left, leaving me behind in a quivering mess.

Diana's POV:

Hazel looked kind and considerate, unlike the other werewolves here. Although she had an air of indifference about her, at least she didn't make things difficult for me.

After giving me a bath, she led me to a room.

"Alpha, Miss Lawson has taken a bath," Hazel reported respectfully.

"Who told you to call her Miss Lawson?" Lambert's angry voice burst through the door.

Hazel took a step back almost immediately upon being scolded and she swallowed nervously. "Alpha, as you ordered, the sinner Diana has finished bathing."

"You may leave now," said Lambert as his tone of voice softened a little.

Hazel handed me some clothes and motioned me to go in.

I could hear my heart thumping as I walked into the room slowly and reluctantly. All I had on me was a bath towel that I had wrapped around my body. I shivered not because of the cold, but because of fear.

The moment I walked inside, I saw Lambert lying prone on the bed. He had a muscular figure; broad shoulders, slender waist and chiseled features.

However, at a closer look, I noticed that his body was riddled with scars. They crisscrossed his back like the branches of a weeping willow tree. Some of the wounds seemed to have been left many years ago. Some looked so fatal that it was hard to imagine how he had survived in the first place.

Shivers ran down my spine as I was shocked to the core. What on earth could this man have experienced to make him look like this?

Lambert raised his head and looked me up and down as if a butcher eyeing a lamb to be slaughtered. I was so frightened, my hair stood on end.

"Come and give me a massage," Lambert ordered in a hoarse voice.

I put the clothes on the table and slowly walked up to him. After tightening the knot of the bath towel on my body, I sat down by the bed and gently massaged his shoulders. The moment my fingers touched his body, I felt his body shudder.

"How old is your sister? Is she old enough to serve a man in bed?" he asked.

My heart skipped a beat. My hands which were massaging him froze all of a sudden and my body began to tremble uncontrollably.

What a despicable demon that man was!

"Please, spare my sister and I promise that I'll do anything you want me to do!" My voice trembled as I begged him.

"Sure! If you're willing to be my slave for the rest of your life, I'll consider letting your sister go," Lambert said without looking back.

"If you promise to let her go, I give you my word that I will never try to run away again. I will do anything for you." My hands were tied. I had no other choice but to agree.

I had learned my lesson. It was useless to struggle. There was no benefit in irritating this madman.

Lambert turned around and a sneer appeared on his lips as he looked at me.

"Even if you succeed in escaping, you will be labeled as a rogue. Your father made a lot of enemies before he died. If one of them catches you, you will wish you never tried to escape in the first place. What's more, with the shackle on your foot, there's no way you can escape from me."

I hated him so much, but I gritted my teeth to stifle the urge to hurl curses at him. I wanted to tell him that it was better to be a rogue and die outside than to spend a life of humiliation under his charge.

Unfortunately, since Angela was still in his custody, I couldn't even think of running away. I had never felt so helpless and my life was a complete mess.

"I told you that I wouldn't try to run away again!"

"Good girl. You'd better behave yourself while you're here. You belong to me now, and I am your Alpha. Do you understand me?" Lambert grabbed my chin and forced me to look up at him.

"Yes, I do," I answered pitifully.

"You do what?"

"I have understood what you have said, Alpha."

A smile of pure satisfaction appeared on his lips and he seemed happy to see me in such a disgraceful state.