It was the day I would finally get my freedom. Freedom from the shitty supernatural world that treated anyone without a wolf like slaves. As a wolfless I didn’t have any rights. Instead of my freedom I got captured by a Luna who apparently rules her pack like an Alpha.

She grabbed me around my neck with force. “I fcking own you, and if I tell you to give me your f*cking shirt you give it!”
It looked like torture for her to talk to me in such a manner. Must be the fated mate thing. I grinned as the thought came to my mind. I slipped my shirt off and handed it to her in a teasing way.
She rolled those beautiful blue eyes at me and violently pulled my shirt over her head. Her frame was small against mine. My shirt was so big it reached just under her rear end. Her perfect rear end. Most definitely not going to mind tapping that for the rest of my life.
“Watch your thoughts, assh*le,” she gave me a stern warning.
“You can hear my thoughts?” I asked her, walking a step behind her.
She abruptly turned around and faced me. She had to look up at me, but she was still fierce. “Not a word to anyone. You understand me?”
“Yes, ma'am,” I responded sarcastically, knowing officially being a slave meant my owner could end my life if they wished to do so. 
Will she end my life since I am her fated mate? I wonder. I hope not.
“Yes, I will if anyone finds out,” she responds to my thoughts. The look on her face told me she was dead serious.

Chapter 37 - Internal Conflict