Sold To My Alpha Mate

Venom’s Pov

I watched Maya as she contemplated my words. I hope she chose me.

“I – I. I can’t make such a decision with the competition over my head. I can’t mate you because I may die in that arena next month” Maya says, looking away from me.

“Please don’t say that” I whispered brushing my fingers over her lips.

“Listen Master. I accept you as my mate if you’ll have me” Maya turns those colorful eyes to me.

“But only after the games if I win. I’m still a slave bound to the laws. There’s no way that I could escape my fate. If we are meant to be then I will walk victorious out of that arena” I swear my eyes watered a bit just thinking of Maya dying while I hugged her tightly.

“We have to prepare for everything Maya” I say after a few moments of me holding onto my mate,

“My brothers will help with your training. We need to get you some things for your stay here” I sighed.

Yes, we do have a lot to do. But neither of us moved.

“Are you hungry? Why don’t we have dinner and get some rest till tomorrow morrow” I suggested on a whisper as Maya nodded.

Maya dressed in the pants and shirt I gave her .

They were much bigger than her but the pants had

a string that could adjust the waist and the shirt hung off one shoulder but who cares? Maya was going to bed anyway.

I watched as she braided her hair , until it was one French plait down the center of her back.

“How did you get your hair like that?” I asked touching the end of it.

“I don’t know. I never got the chance to untangle it and my friend Tate always burst them into little locks like these and then he’d roll them with bees wax for a day” Maya mutters.

“Oh? It looks great” I say dumbly.

“What about you know… being an omega?” I can tell you I’m old as heck but the social structure of other packs did not interest me unless it was of significance to me at some point.

“It’s … in our pack, we are a diverse clan consisting of many different ranks. It’s not like a normal wolf pack, when you’re born the leader of our pack uses his powers upon you to find out your future position in the pack” Maya explains sitting on the spot I indicated.

“A cub is either dominant, submissive or omega.

Omegas are the lowest rank in our realm and we are usually used as slaves be it manual labor or pleasure, sometimes just for the hell of it we’re tortured brutally because in the dominants’ eyes we’re nothing” Maya continued.

“Have… did they do things like that to you?” I asked hesitantly.

“Not really. I’ve never been raped because most of the Dominants already have sex slaves that they’ve trained to their liking and since they don’t like to do anything the stronger looking of the male omegas are put to do physical work like tending to crops and live stocks” Maya mumbled and I breathed a sigh of relief.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

To be honest I was afraid of her answer because of the way she offered her body to me earlier, my beast and I were ready to kill something at how scared she was.

“Why are your eyes multi-colored?” I could slap myself, was this twenty-one questions or something?

“I honestly don’t know. My last master said it was because I’m a mongrel. Too many different bloodlines running through my veins, makes it hard to decide what I am. Omegas rarely shift and if they do it’s a prey, never a predator and we only ever shift into a prey , I have never seen a dominant omega.” Maya twists her fingers together like a child about to be scolded.

“Can you shift?” I asked and she shook her head no and bit down on her lip turning those eyes away from me.

“Well that’s enough of that for now. How about that food and a good night’s rest?” I said standing and taking hold of Maya’s hand.

I took her to my kitchens and made us soup. I didn’t want to give her anything too heavy as she looks to be malnourished a bit. I’d gradually introduce more solids in her diet later on when her body can handle it.

“Master?”

“Please don’t call me that. Call me venom or Ven” I said a bit sharply but I hate that title.

“Oh… um… ok. I just wanted to say thank you… for everything” Maya says looking at her lap.

“I’m sorry for speaking like that to you. I just hate that word. We are mates and you get to call me by my given name” I say softly.

Maya blushed slightly and began eating her soup again.

“Come, you can sleep with me… uh if you want… um I mean yea… it’s totally up to you… hehe… but I’d like it if you did… ah, sleep with me… yea” I rambled and added an awkward “no pressure” to the end.

“I’d like that too” Maya whispered while she blushed and I took her up to my bedroom. I am so happy I’ve never brought another into my bedroom, my mate being the first lover I’ll ever have in this intimate space.

“Sleep. Tomorrow we’ll go to the shops for clothing and other things that you’d need” I mumbled as we lay awkwardly side by side. Ever heard the saying you could cut the tension with a knife? Yea, that was us until Maya sat up on the bed.

I watched as she had an inner struggle and then she looked at me, cheeks rosy red and she crawled close to me, her head on my chest and her arms went around my waist.

I sighed into her embrace and cuddled us closer, breathing her in and my wolf purred in delight.

“Bonne nuit M-” I jostled her a bit knowing full well she was going to call me master but she smiled slightly and whispered my name.

“Good night mate” I whispered pressing my lips to the top of her head.

Maya soon fell asleep while I laid awake contemplating different ways I could make her my mate once and for all and other ways to get her out of Hell’s Pit.