The Alpha's Slave Mate

Chapter Forty

Caleb’s Point of View

I snuggled with Daphne and felt her drift off in sleep. I know that she was stressed out. I felt bad for making her worry about her sister, but there was a lot of truth to her words. In a lot of ways, I do treat her like a child, not meaning to. I must learn to treat her as an equal. In the morning I know thatI need to be honest with her. There are a lot of things I have kept from her, thinking that I was doing the right thing. I need to let her know about the peculiar talents that some of our pack members possess. I need to start showing her the different trades that we are involved with, the storage yards, the winter preparations, and the training schedules.

I look down at my mate, I know that she is strong. I know that she went through traumatic events that have shaped her into the woman she is today. I just hope that she is strong enough to handle everything that is coming. I hope that she knows how proud I am of her. With that thought I kiss the top of her head and snuggle in closer to her. Soon sleep pulls me into its arms.

I wake up before Daphne, all my senses on alert. I do not know yet what has pulled me from sleep, but I know that something is different. I mind link my patrolling guards asking if there is any activity, but I am told that everything is fine. I immediately turn my attention to Daphne; her forehead is beaded in sweat. Her face is pale, but she is still asleep. Her body starts trembling and I know that she is caught in a nightmare. I gently start shaking her to wake her up.

“Baby come on wake up, it is just a dream.” Finally, her eyes flutter open and she seems to be gasping for air. “ Honey it is ok, you were just having a nightmare. You are home, you are safe, and Iam here.” ! pull her close to me, laying her head on my chest! start rubbing her back. Trying to give her some comfort. I feel her tears slide down my abdomen. “Do you want to talk about it Daphne? It might help you feel better about it.” I will not make her open up about the nightmare if she does not want to, but I want her to know that Iam here to listen if she needs me.

“I was having a dream about the first time I shifted. My father had gotten so mad at me, Scarlet had already moved away finding her mate. He was ina rage, he broke my ribs, had strangled me, ripped some of my hair out. I remember wanting to die, begging the Moon Goddess to just take me away from it all. I refused to cry out though, and I think I just made him even more angry. He had kicked me in the face, breaking my nose.” Daphne's voice is almost monotone as she recounts the horrific situation, she had been in. “I crawled on my belly using my hands to pull me, because I knew that he would kill me if I got blood on the carpet. I finally made it outside and I was determined to die in the woods. I felt safe there. It was only a half moon that night. I remember that I did not know what was happening to me when I started shifting. It hurt a lot, ] was sure that I was dying. I thought of Scarlet, and how I never got to tell her thank you.” Daphne is barely whispering now.

Hearing about the hell that she had endured breaks my heart. My mate is more powerful that she realizes, and l am starting to realize that she can handle more than I ever gave her credit for. 

“Then it was done, I remember the first time my wolf talked to me. She told me that she would help me heal. She told me that we were strong. I did not believe her then, I still just wanted to die. My wolf was determined though, and she was right we did live. She did make me stronger.” Daphne is quickly drifting back off to sleep. I have continued rubbing her back, just letting her know that Iam here. My wolf is ready to go kill her father and Iam to stomp him back down. Right now, it is more important to hold her, to let her know that she is not alone. In this moment I know that I have fallen in love with her. '

Holding her tight we both doze off. I am awakened again when my phone starts ringing. I grab it off the side table, glancing down I can see that it is Theo. “ Hey what is going on?”

wanted to give you our timeline.” Theo sounds tired on the phone; I know that this trip

for your arrival. Theo be safe, and perhaps consider a vacation soon.” I Know that Theo will never take me up on

table and turn to stare at my sleeping mate. She is so beautiful.

her legs apart gently, and start kissing her hip bones. I love the way my mate is shaped. I trail kisses over the lower part of her abdomen,

on her enjoying how wet she is getting my face. I love feeling her arousal, the special scent that only belongs to my mate. She tangles her hand in my hair, encouraging me to press my face into her slick folds harder. Too soon she

cannot help but tease her as I lean down to kiss her lips. Her cheeks are stained pink, but I know that she enjoyed waking up this morning. Daphne slips her tongue in my mouth as! am kissing her, and I love her boldness. It is hard

knees and straddling me. She

she always has to reciprocate when I give

on, and ] can only imagine what she has rolling around in her brain. I was already hard from licking and tasting her, but as she grinds her wet folds over me, I feel myself grow harder still.I reach up and start teasing her nipples, I love seeing the little pink buds roll through my fingertips. Daphne moans out loud, and I sit up to capture

waist and move us to the side of the bed. Daphne looks at

with a large mirror. “Daphne, I want you to be able to see

position myself so that my feet are over the bed, giving her the perfect view of us. : Daphne seems a little shocked, but she does not tear her eyes away from the mirror. I take one hand and start playing with her nipples, showing her how exciting it is for her to watch her own pleasure. I then take my other hand and start rubbing her clitoris. This seems to spur her into action. She raises her hips up a little which gives me a perfect view of her ass. I help her get a little more comfortable in a modified form of reverse cowgirl. I lean back a little which

as she begins stroking me. I cannot stop some of the precum that has escaped my body, she just feels

slide down my cock slowly, taking me in an inch ata time. She is so wet, and so tight. I cannot take the slow torture anymore, and I thrust my hips up, burying

Daphne's voice is husky, and I can tell that she

you want.” I love when she talks

deep inside her but move her hips in a back and forth motion. She tightens around my cock and I

orgasm. I quickly release one hip and use my finger to play with her clit, remaining deep inside her the whole time. Her orgasm rips through her body, her slicks folds gripping my dick hard. It is hard not to spill my seed right there. Once her body has stopped