Unhinged Alpha's Slave Mate

“Alpha Prince has arrived!”

Everybody bowed down as the man with a mischievous smile on his lips walked forward. The warrior guard standing by the pack house made a salute before he stated. “Alpha Prince, the slave is captured back as you ordered. She is inside and waiting—”

Kael didn’t even let him finish as he strode inside.

The entire room was immediately filled with his alpha pheromones. Kael’s eyes glowed as they landed on that one particular spot in the room – on the bed, where a woman was sitting down at the moment.

Her body was chained to the metal frames of the bed, restricting her movements and preventing her from taking more than five steps away from the bed. She heard the door and instantly looked up, her eyes filling with coldness as she met Kael’s gaze.

“Any new greetings to your master?” Kael asked mischievously.

Naya glared at him, her eyes full of wrath, but she didn’t utter a word. The way she looked at Kael felt as though no words could ever make her tremble whether in fear, surprise, or pain.

Kael smiled, his heart was full of excitement at the sight. Unable to hold back, he strode further and reached her, grabbing her chin forcefully.

Naya looked at him coldly.

“That look of yours, do you know how much it annoys me?” Kael exclaimed, “But it also stirs something else inside me. Do you know what that is?”

The coldness in Naya’s eyes increased. With enough strength she could gather, she moved and butt-headed Kael’s hand, enough to push him back a step away.

Kael was stunned. But he recovered fast and stared at Naya with more amusement. This time, however, his heart couldn’t help but feel a little agitation. So he pulled her hair, yanking it so she would face him, his mouth crashing against her own – tasting every bit of her mouth, declaring she was his.

Naya resisted, trying to push Kael away but her hands and feet were tied and Kael’s strength was far bigger than hers.

With a low pant, Kael pulled away briefly but his hand remained on Naya’s hair. Yanking it harder so she would still face him, he stared right into her eyes. “Keep looking at me like that. You know I won’t hold back either, right?”

Naya didn’t even take her gaze away. She only kept her gaze cold and resentful while looking at Kael, as if no words could ever penetrate her mind and heart, never making her afraid of anything.

It pumped Kael’s blood even more, it made the fire in his heart go wild. In a huff, he pushed Naya down the bed, pinning her down. “I really have to remind you all the time, don’t I? You’re never getting away from here. Run and you will be captured again. You belong to me now, so it’s either you surrender yourself or I won’t stop until you beg for my mercy!”

At that, Naya’s eyes wavered slightly.

She wondered what she had let herself get into.

And out of all people she had to encounter, it really had to be this famous crazy prince.

***

Thud.

Naya jumped in the air, hitting the person in front of her. She landed back quickly to the ground. Another attack came from behind. Naya’s eyes glinted, her body leaning down forward to dodge the attack. Then she turned around, kneeing the man on the stomach and giving him an elbow cut on the head. The man let out a groan of pain and fell.

A few more men came to attack her, with different weapons which Naya all quickly dodged, twisting their arms and cracking their necks, sending them off to the ground with loud whimpers of pain.

One of them looked up, sweat dripping off his face as he slowly stood up and positioned himself. “One more time…”

Naya glanced at him with no expression.

“Here I come!” the man exclaimed with a loud roar and came to attack Naya again.

Sweat trickled down Naya’s face down the side of her neck. She swiftly avoided the man’s attack, making him stagger, and landed on the ground once again.

Panting, he wiped the sweat off his face and looked at Naya with a smile. “As expected from the beta’s daughter.” He stood up and quickly faced Naya. “How about another round? Your skin distracted me there.”

Naya’s eyes remained cold and distant.

“F*ck off, Jeffrey,” another man from the men sitting by the tree exclaimed. “Don’t speak gibberish to her. Don’t forget, Naya is not your childhood friend from now on. She’s our leader.”

Jeffrey laughed. He looked at Naya and was about to tease her some more when a series of footsteps were heard.

In an instant, the people sitting under the tree and the rest who were fighting with Naya stopped. They all came forward and formed a horizontal line.

At the same time, about five men appeared. One of them stepped forward, facing Naya who stood in the middle.

“I see everyone is gathered here,” the tall man said with his chin up high. His rough beard and a crescent moon tattoo on his shoulder made everyone stand still and quiet. He shot everyone a quick glance before his gaze stopped at Naya. With a serious, expression face and a deep voice, he said, “I came to deliver a message from the alpha. Naya, come with me.”

Naya looked at the tall, sturdy-looking man. She quickly and politely answered, “Yes, Beta Alfredo.”

Inside the hut – a temporary shelter of Naya’s group – Naya stood before the pack beta.

Beta Alfredo walked forward and gave a paper to Naya.

Naya received the paper and looked at it, confused.

Before she could ask any questions, the tall man before her spoke. “Alpha and his children had seen your intelligence and skills for the past recent years. They decided to promote you to a higher-ranking beta warrior. You will have a pack house in the main village once you turn twenty-five.”

Naya’s heart skipped a beat. She looked at the man, staring at his expression.

His face remained unreadable, however, making Naya wonder what he actually felt inside.

After the announcement, Beta Alfredo sat with Naya and discussed more things related to their pack. Naya and the other beta warriors had been away from home for a year, securing the borders and training at the same time as part of the pack. It was only through Beta Alfredo that they would receive news from the main village where the rest of the pack members lived including the Alpha and his family.

“I guess that’s everything. If you don’t have any questions, I shall head to the other borders and check their situation,” Beta Alfredo said, rising from his seat.

“Are you proud of me?” Naya asked.

The tall man exuding of might and pride stood in front of Naya. He looked at Naya, paused for a long time, before he released a sigh and said, “Of course. Your achievements are also my achievements.” He paused, then quickly continued, “But there are things that will make me even prouder.”

“The mainland’s royal heir,” Naya said, glancing up.

Her father, Alfredo, the beta of Light Shadow Pack, went silent. Then a small, meaningful, heavy smile appeared on his face. He nodded.

Naya swallowed down, her heart thudding at the mention of the two words – royal heir. It was the only thing that could make her father smile that way, if he ever smiled at all. Naya had never seen it before, not even once so she couldn’t be sure.

What she only knew was that her father, Beta Alfredo, had been training her and the rest of her age group warriors for that one opportunity: to slay the royal heir of the Crimson Stone Pack, their enemy pack.

For hundreds of years, Light Shadow Pack had always stood alone amidst the chaos among the packs in the world. They always tried to avoid any kind of conflict. It wasn’t difficult since their territory was literally one massive lake away from the other packs. But everything changed when the Blue Moon came.

Crimson Stone Pack invaded Light Shadow Pack territory and killed many members. During an ambush, their queen, Luna, died. As a result, the Alpha became ill, almost lost his wolf and was unable to shift, leading to more massive deaths and the downfall of a prosperous land. Fortunately, he still had his children who took care of him and fought to restore and develop what was left of the pack.

Naya was still six years old at that time, but she learned from her father and his tales that their enemy came from that one pack – Crimson Stone Pack.

“They killed our Luna and our pack members,” Beta Alfredo said and looked away, pain and wrath flashing through his eyes as he clenched his teeth, his hands trembling slightly. “Including your mother and your sister…”

Naya stood up and looked at her father in pain.

A hard, deep sigh escaped his lips. Then he walked towards Naya and held both of her shoulders. “You’re now twenty-one. After some more years, you will enter the official warriors of our pack. Your life will be offered to protect Alpha and his children, just like me. But before that, you must do this one thing.”

Beta Alfredo stared right into Naya’s eyes. “You will lead the mission, Naya. You will not fail your father, your mother, and your sister, our entire pack. Remember, death is the only way to bring peace back in our pack.”

Naya stood still, meeting her father’s gaze directly, her eyes devoid of fear. “Yes, Father.”

Beta Alfredo stared at her for a long time and nodded.

Naya’s heart pounded fast. She had to do this mission quickly. She didn’t want to leave the pack for too long. Most importantly, she wanted to make her father proud. And he would only be proud if she did and completed this mission.

“The time for your mission is fast approaching,” Beta Alfredo said, “You mustn’t call me father from now on. Nobody should know that you’re from the pack either. From now on, if you meet someone outside the pack and even if someone did learn your name, you must introduce yourself as a rogue.”

Naya lowered her head, the words of her father deeply ingrained in her head and heart. “I understand.”

Alfredo smiled. “Good.”

His smile turned cold as he let Naya go.

With her head still down, Naya clenched her hands, her head filled with all the teachings and words from her father. She would never fail in this mission; she had to secure the royal heir’s head and bring it herself to her father. She had to see his reaction once it happened.

The next time she looked up, Naya was already walking outside the borders of the pack. Three years had gone by and she was leading the six warriors she trained who would all join her in the mission.

She jumped on the boat with the rest, the lake’s transparent water hit by the warm, afternoon sunlight welcoming them. The cold air hit Naya’s face but her expression never wavered as she looked ahead, her eyes full of nothing but stone-hard coldness.

She was raised and trained to fight for this one mission, one purpose – to kill the royal heir of the Crimson Stone Pack, and crush their hopes and dreams as they once did to Naya’s pack.

Even if it cost her life, Naya would never stop until she fulfilled her mission.