The Alpha's Slave Mate

Chapter Twenty-Five

Daphne's Point of View

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was a strange arm around me. My breath froze in my lungs, I refused to move until I could piece together what was going on. Then yesterday came flooding back to me Everything all at once, being sold, learning that Caleb thinks I am his mate, going to the ball, and then breaking down in front of Caleb. Remembering the last part of the night makes my face flame in embarrassment.

Turning my head slightly I can see that it is Caleb’s arm around me, and he is still asleep. Taking advantage of the moment, I watch the steady rise and fall of his chest. His face is so relaxed he almost appears boyish. Caleb was truly a gentleman; he had tucked me into the bed under the covers and he slept on top of the covers. I appreciate his thoughtfulness.

A few stray hairs have fallen over his forehead, and I have the strange want to brush them away from his face. He is sleeping on his side with his legs slightly bent, and one hand under his head. Caleb is downright sexy when he is awake but seeing him so vulnerable when he is sleeping is adorable. His arm around my waist feels natural and I really want to snuggle in deeper to him, but I resist the urge.

I wonder if it is true that Caleb is my mate. I wonder if that is why Iam having all these new feelings and emotions. I wish Scarlet were here so that I could ask her. It is frustrating that Caleb is so sure that I am his mate and I have no idea if he is mine.

I take a deep breath and do an honest analysis of my own feelings. I know that I feel a physical pull towards Caleb.

I know that he is the one man that I have been near that has made my nipples hard. I know that I am grateful to him for making me a part of his pack and providing a way for me to leave my parents. I know that I find his scent intoxicating, and if I could I would bottle it up as a perfume. I like that he is kind and understanding. I know that I feel safe when I am with him. °

Safe, now there is a word that I have not used very often in my life. I know that Scarlet loved me, or at least cared about me. She was kind and helpful and found ways to make my life better, but I can not say that she made me feel safe. Caleb makes me feel safe, like nothing bad can happen while I am with him. The burning question in my mind stays the same though, is he really my mate?

Goddess would have paired him with someone like Scarlet, or Heather. Just thinking Heather’s

brings me back to the present. My face flushes red with embarrassment as I look over and see

and pulls me closer into his chest. I can hear

onto his chest. I can feel his muscles under his shirt and admire that he is so physically fit. Ican feel Caleb bend his head and kiss the top of my

pack up?” Caleb’s voice is more normal now that he is

have much, some clothes. I would like to take my book if I can.” I look up at him questioning if I can bring it with me. I love reading and

Caleb's brow is furrowed as he questions if that is all I am

possible, I have a meeting with Alpha Jason this morning. We have a lot of work to get done when

my mouth before I can even stop them. My words cause Caleb to spring into action, in one quick motion Caleb pulls the cover back and flips over to where he is on top of me and I am looking up at him. Although his actions startled me, Iam still not afraid of him. I still feel safe when I am with him. Caleb lowers his face and captures my lips in a kiss. Like last night he is gentle. Without even thinking about it I wrap my arms around

not wearing a bra so! know that Caleb can feel them pressed against

straddling my legs to being in between them. Not once has he taken his lips from mine. I can not stop myself from moaning into his

me, an inferno that he ignited. Again, I press upwards into him and Caleb groans again as if he is experiencing the same agony. He brings his hand down to my breast and

his back. I pull back to question him about it but a sIsit up a little, I find that the pressure of his bulge against my lower lips is pure ecstasy. Caleb’s moan is all it takes for me to be a bit bolder with my movements. I rock my hips back and forth slowly, savoring the feel of him beneath me and hating the clothes we are both wearing. Caleb’s hand finds its way under my shirt. My breast fits into his palm, and the warmth of his hands makes

but the fire is burning too hot inside me. I feel like Iam going to shoot off into a thousand sparklers.” “Say you are mine.” Caleb demands as he pinches

can not speak. All I know is

Caleb demands again as he kisses up my