The Alpha's Slave Mate novel Chapter 58

Book 2 Chapter 6

Daphne’s Point of View

It had been a few days since the encounter I had with Caleb in the kitchen. I know that pushing him away hurt him emotionally, but I am just not ready to be physical again with him. It is not that I do not desire him, his very touch sends. delicious tendrils of joy throughout my

body. I am just fearful of getting pregnant again. As much as I have been trying to act like it has not bothered me, the truth is glaringly obvious that I am still healing. Scarlett has suggested seeking a counselor, but I do not know if I am ready to open up to anyone about how I am

truly feeling.

It all comes down to the fact that I feel

like I am not only failing Caleb, but that I

am failing my pack as well. I never really

believed that I was Luna material. I was raised as a slave, and it even took me awhile to accept that I was Caleb’s fated mate. Compared to wolves like Scarlett, Hannah, or just about any other she wolf I find myself inferior.

Even coming to this pack there was so much about my own heritage that I did not know about. Hannah had to explain the mating ceremony to me. Theo had to teach me about our history. Knowing now how much I was deprived of as a pup

makes me angry at my parents still, even though they have both passed.

I believe that is one of the reasons why I

have taken on my newest role of helping

train the wolves in our pack that have

peculiar talents. When it comes to this, I

do not feel like I am trailing behind,

because no one truly knows how or why

our pack has been affected like this. When

it comes to this subject, I am not inferior,

if anything these past few weeks have almost made me more knowledgeable

about us than even Theo can was able to

discover.

Sighing I sit back in the office chair at the training center. I have completely taken over one of the older offices as my personal study. I have charts on the wall detailing each wolves’ talents, and what

we have discovered about them for sure.

On another wall I have a list of possible theories as to why members of our pack have been affected. I have organized

Theo’s notes, and a few that Caleb took. I have my personal notebook that has a section for each wolf and what we

my wolf. I have not let her out to run

since I lost the pup, and I know that she

feels caged. Glancing at the clock I can see that it is well past dinner time. Sorry girl I

internally whisper, not going to be able to

run tonight. I hurry and close up the training center before jogging home.

Sneaking in the house, I head towards the kitchen. I decide to grab a quick bagel before heading up to bed. It only takes a few minutes to have the bagel toasted and smothered in cream cheese. I eat it while I tidy up the things I took out of the

cupboards and nibble the last bit of it as I head up the stairs to bed.

Stealthily slipping into the room I can see that Caleb is already slumbering. My

heart aches a little as I watch the

moonlight softly caress his skin. Subconsciously I recognize that I have been avoiding him. He does not deserve that kind of treatment from me. Perhaps Scarlett is right and I should speak to someone professionally. As I slip on my night clothes, I make a vow to call the

pack doctor tomorrow and seek their

opinions. I slip into bed beside Caleb and softly kiss his forehead. I love him more than words can express, and I know that he has kept his space for my benefit. I can feel the hurt through our bond though, and I do not want to be the cause of his

pain. I try to clear my head and drift off to sleep, but I know that my mind is restless.