The Alpha's Slave Mate novel Chapter 6

Daphne’s Point of View

After the altercation with Heather I had cleaned up the dining room. I carefully avoided all contact with not only my pack, but the visiting pack members as well. As soon as I had the dining room cleaned up, I washed up the dishes and retreated to my room. Everyone else was busy worrying about the visiting pack. I just wanted to disappear.

The next morning my throat was still sore and a little scratchy from where Heather had choked me. Checking the mirror, I can see that the bruises were already fading from sight. Since I love to shift every morning and go for a run my healing abilities are pretty good. Being a werewolf means that we heal relatively quickly, but if you do not regularly shift your healing abilities can be hindered.

Heading out the back door I was extra careful to be quiet this morning. Since we are rarely visited by other packs I do not know if they have their own warriors patrolling the area, and I want to avoid all contact. I know that I will not be attending the ball, and that is fine with me. I do not mind not meeting other packs. I am already humiliated enough by my own pack; I do not need any other packs joining in on the humiliation or abuse.

I feel my mind and body relax as I make it to the woods. Running free in the woods in my escape. For that short while I am not Daphne the disappointment, or Daphne the murderer. For just this moment in time I am free. Free from my pack, free from my family, free from the abuse, and free from wishing my life were different.

My wolf is antsy and ready to start running. I love jumping over the fallen trees, listening to the crickets chirping, the birds just waking up, and the woods slowly coming to life. I inhale the scent of the pine trees, the moss, and the bark. To me there is no better scent than the woods.