Wolf Slave 19 – Alex Ankarr


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Wolf Slave 19 – Alex Ankarr

Especially if he has. If all of this is as it seems to be, if he can push bounds and take liberties and get away with things, then he needs to work it. He needs to work it to his advantage, to ride it for all it’s worth. He must aim, at minimum, for safety and a secure unassailable position: at best for his papers stamped and signed off, for legal liberty and freed status, however long it takes, however much sweet-talk and currying favour it may require.

What he mustn’t do is to get carried away by it, to begin to feel that his old childhood friend is in fact his new adult friend, however covert. This could be his ticket: a slave gets few chances, few opportunities, and if one has come his way he must milk it to the dregs. Not allow sentimentality to blind him to facts.

The facts: his owner, Renally Hotstaat, could be very useful to him, if he plays his cards right. Renally Hotstaat has a fondness for him, it seems, that perhaps he can play upon to his advantage.

More facts: Renally is a wolf. And Penn hates wolves.


Within a month he’s practically Ree’s constant companion. For everyday duties, boring business meetings, pack negotiations, he’s only now and then dragged along, halfway between secretary and valet. For anything more amusing he’s first choice, knows it and preens a little, though he’s careful not to give himself airs amongst the upper slaves and servants.

Within two, he’s taken along to his first Hotstaat pack meeting, under the November moon as the year wanes. It’s not his first werewolf meet and run experience: but his first with this pack, and his first as an alpha’s aide. Ree doesn’t exactly ask him, or even directly tell him: just begins, in the middle of a shot – they’re on a golf course, and Ree has never seen a werekin in knickerbockers before, and certainly never wished to wear them himself – to check that he has appropriate clothing, and knows enough of etiquette not to offend any visiting dignitaries running with the pack.

© Copyright Alex Ankarr 2013  All rights reserved to the author. No inspirations for characters drawn from real-life individuals, no resemblance to real individuals intended.


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