Leena Mills is a plus-size she-wolf who's wolf has refused to shift due to the humiliation she faces as an omega that looks different from the rest of the pack. What's worse is that her father is the Alpha and encourages her brutal existence. When Damon Saxe, the Lycan King goes on a mission to wipe out the Silver Stone pack because of the corrupt Alpha Lancaster Mills, he never expected to meet his fated mate, nevertheless the omega. Their troubles aren't finished yet. They must fight their biggest enemy yet and find out truths about themselves they weren't ready for. In this thrilling, dark, and erotic novel, fall deep within a world where societal norms no longer matter as Leena discovers true self-love and true love along the way.
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I'm taste-testing the pack meal to make sure it's to their liking. If it isn't, I may face another beating. I'm usually discreet about this task as I know that they don't like when I eat their food.I grab a clean tablespoon and dip it slightly into the chili that I've made. It looks a little too chunky and I wonder if I overcooked the liquid out of it. I take a small bite and savor the flavor of the hearty meat and beans filling my senses. It tastes so good and I find myself taking another bite.I close my eyes to focus on the taste. Savory, slight hints of tomato and other spices, but not overbearing as it was last time. It could use a bit more beef broth, but it would suffice this time.Before I can open my eyes and proceed with the cornbread, a sudden sharp blow makes its way to my head. I fall back and catch myself before falling completely to the ground.I feel sick from the impact, so I head through them familiar basement kitchen with my eyes shut and shove my way through the door and take a deep breath of fresh air.As soon as I make it a few steps, I feel another sharp blow hit me from the back and I lose my footing, thudding hard on the dirt outside. I try to scramble up, but black out from the pain.When I come to, I smell nothing but blood around me, but I can't see where it's coming from. I make an attempt to sit up, but my body is too limp to do so. Oh right, it's coming from me.I've been attacked again. My vision is returning slowly, but everything is still a haze. I blink slowly through the blood and dirt caked on my face to see my brother, Silas, standing above me with one of the most malicious smiles I've ever seen on his face.My hand goes to my throbbing head and I wince from the splitting pain that caused me to black out in the first place. He contorts his face harshly as he opens his mouth. "How many times do I have to tell you Lee? The food you make for the pack doesn't belong to you in any way. It's not like you need any to begin with. Just look at you, you filthy pig."My speech comes out slurred, but I manage to croak out, "I'm sorry, Silas! I just wanted to make sure it was right. I swear!"Tears begin to form in my eyes but I shake my head as if I'm shaking them back into their ducts. I struggle to speak further. He must have hit me pretty hard. I work on dragging my body back in towards the basement I have been forced to exist in.Ever since I can remember, this has been my life. Anger always being directed at me over the smallest things. If I'm seen, I'm belittled. If I speak, I'm struck.I don't know how much longer I can go through with this. I long for the day when I can finally escape, but that thought seems like a fantasy as I lay on the ground and bleeding out.It isn't long before I hear thundering footsteps heading toward us. Someone must have heard the commotion. It would be too much hope to believe they would stop this.The voice belonging to those footsteps chimes in, "Silas, what have I told you about doing this in the backyard where she can't be seen? You have to show your power in front of the rest of the pack. How will they respect you if they never see your discipline in person? If you want to become Alpha one day, you must heed my words boy."I wince at that harsh, gravelly voice. It belongs to my father, Alpha Lancaster Mills. A cold chill ran down my spine. While the rest of the pack revered my father, I feared him. My entire life was spent tortured endlessly by this man.There were stories of Lancaster once being a kind and loving man. It must be a myth made up to torture me further. I spent many days imagining have that past version be my father instead of this one.Lancaster is the biggest reason why my wolf refuses to make itself known. I received her when I came of age. She speaks to me within my mind, but she refuses to shift. Without her shift, I'm nothing but a lowly human, weak and alone.I feel Sheera, my wolf, deep down within, cowering, whimpering while he stares me down with disgust. His mouth, contorting into a thin sneer with sharp teeth protruding as his wolf makes its way to the surface."Leave us Silas, I will deal with this myself. You just take the food up to the pack. They're ravenous." Silas bows his head in respect for his Alpha and quickly leaves as my breath seems to leave my body out of pure terror. "Leena, how many times do I have to keep doing this?" In an instant flash, fur came towards me, pinning me down to the ground. "I should have killed you the moment you were born. It's the least I could have done for your mother's sake."My mother Aleena was a petite she-wolf. Her stature of 4'10" and extra small features made her seem like a child. That paired with Lancaster's enormous 6'7" body made for larger pups. The pack doctor knew this with my brother and was able to perform a cesarean to keep them both safe.That wasn't the case for me. They measured me to be smaller than what I was, but even with the knowledge of how big Silas was, they didn't take that precaution. By the time the doctor realized, it was too late and my mother hemorrhaged internally, staying alive long enough to deliver me.Even though it was the pack doctor's fault for not taking the proper steps, Lancaster blames me. After I was born, he couldn't stand the sight of me. I was a heavier baby and constantly crying from what I was told.It wasn't long before he handed me off to the Beta's family to feed me as an infant as they had a pup around the same time. It wasn't much longer after that before his resentment sunk in and made itself known.They claim this is where he went from that loving and charming Alpha to cruel and cold-hearted. While he still led his pack in compassion for them, I only saw the dark side of him. It had become commonly known amongst the pack that I was fair game for any mistreatment and everything was eventually blamed on me.His wolf's breath is hot and moist as I hear a taunting growl come from its throat. I shut my eyes and brace myself for more pain. Lash after lash, I propel my body to the one place I hate within this pack--my basement.I make it to just beyond the threshold before my father slams me on my back. I'm trying hard to protect myself, but pain is radiating from all parts of my body and I feel myself weaken.A big part of me wishes this man were dead, him and Silas. It's bad enough that Lancaster treats me this way and blames me for mom, but to give Silas, my older brother the actual job description as my personal slave driver and punisher, well it's just unnecessarily cruel. If he keeps this up, I may actually succumb to my injuries this time.Leena's POV I leave Nalia to do what she needs to do to prepare for the upcoming battle. I can't actually believe it. She's pregnant too! And married to Torrance? This week just keeps getting stranger, it's giving me whiplash. She asked me to keep her marriage and pregnancy a secret for now, so I will do just that. Nalia has given me a friendship I never knew I needed. However, she did tell me of her plan to put a magical barrier around my womb to help protect my pups from any damage to my body that may occur in the battle. I was at least given the go ahead to let Damon know since it pertained to me and not just her. So that is just where I'm headed. I made sure to wear my sexiest lingerie underneath my silk robe just for him. I'm hoping for a seductive tryst in his study again before I let him know.I knock lightly on the door, just to make sure it's okay to come in when the door opens. I walk in to see the generals of the royal army sitting around the desk and Damon is sitting b
Nalia's POVI'm starting to think that King Damon doesn't understand the limits to my influence on witches as a seer. I get that I have trained under a powerful group of witches to obtain the magic that I have, but there are still many that think of me as a lowly maggot. However, if what Leena says is true, I have to try my best to convince them. Who would have ever thought that those banished witches from a thousand years ago were the ones responsible for this carnage we're seeing today. Finally, I have arrived back at the first village of those who don't want to meddle in werewolf affairs. Unease hits me immediately, and so does the smell of smoke and blood. There's a deeply dark feeling that's overwhelming my senses and I can't pinpoint it's exact location until I start looking all around me. That's when I notice the bodies lying in heaps amongst the heavy smoke. So many eyes are open and glassy from what seems to be a sudden death. Tears fall from my eyes heavily as I'm holdin
Damon's POV I can hear the screaming all the way down to my study. Apparently, so does Nalia, Torrance, and the rest of the royal army. I bound out of there so fast that I nearly knock everything and everyone over while doing so. I can feel my blood boiling as Dixon and I find out that the agonizing scream belongs to our mate. I push myself to go quicker but the pain she's feeling is now transferring to us. So this is what a mate bond on both sides feels like. What will happen once I finally mark her, completing the mate bond? Will the pain be even more agonizing for the other when one of us gets hurt? I shake those thoughts from my head. I can't let myself be distracted while I'm trying to get to her. When I finally get to the royal chambers, I see that Nalia and Torrance have beaten me. They must have transported after I left. Nalia is standing next to Leena who is writhing in pain, fresh marks around her wrists and blood pouring out. She has her hands hovering over Leena's bod
Leena's POVI'm too stunned to say anything. All I can do is cry. What if I'm not good enough for them? And three pups?My head is spinning and so are my thoughts. I feel strong arms pull me into a hard, muscle-defined body and my mind instantly clears. I can feel Sheera purring inside and she's murmuring something. It's quiet at first, then gradually she's screaming one word over and over again. MATE. MATE. MATE. MATEMATEMATEMATE!Suddenly this overwhelming scent of cedar and allspice floods my senses. Any electricity I felt slightly when touching Damon is now intensified. Moisture pools in between my thighs and my breath becomes thready with need. I feel Damon tensing up around me once he realizes what's going on. We must look as startled as we feel because someone clearing their throat pulls us back to reality. Nalia and Mistress Lana are just standing there staring at us, worry etched on their faces. "I found my mate." It comes out as a whisper, but the thick and heavy silen
Damon's POVI continue reading this book on the history of witches while Leena sleeps. I'm trying to distract myself from this nagging feeling about her fear over becoming a mother. Why am I so mad about it? I never thought once about having a mate, let alone a family. I can feel Dixon rolling his eyes at me. Damon, you moron. You may not have thought about any of this, but I found our mate. As for the family, you're bred to carry on the royal lineage. We are a direct descendant of Tyrian Lycanus, the first Lycan king. It's in your blood to breed the Lycan line. You may not be immediately wanting it, but subconsciously you do and that's why what she said upset you. Damn it, Dixon. I don't have time for your shit right now. I have to figure out how to stop these witches. I get it Damon, I do. I need you to listen to me though, because I'm about to tell you something completely out of my character. I laughed quietly. Yeah, Dixon may be my beast, but he's not much like me. He's abra
Leena's POVDamon has officially lost his mind! Maybe we had too much sex this morning and he's in this heightened sense of euphoria and that's why he's got this through his head? I mean, a mating ceremony, I'm not that shocked by it. We've discussed him marking me when I'm ready for it. But pregnancy? I'm not completely sheltered. Lancaster made me stay with the females in heat and help them when they went through their births. I wonder if Damon thinks that I don't know anything. It's his turn to snap me out of my own thoughts. When my eyes focus back to reality, I notice the look of concern on his face. "I'm sorry, just, I, huh... what?" He brings me into a loving embrace and rubs my back to help calm me down. I can hear his beast trying to communicate with my wolf. "It can't be possible right?" I can feel his energy shift from comforting to sad, now to annoyance. "I mean we don't know how far into the future these dreams are Leena. So it doesn't seem to be that far fetched
Damon's POVMy study is a complete disaster from Leena's and my sexual rendezvous, so I let a maid know discreetly on our way to our bed. When we get back to our chambers, I lay Leena down onto the bed and cover her up. She fell asleep on the way over, her mind and body exhausted from the several times we went at it in the study. I'll have to work slower on building up her stamina. Once we complete the mate bond, we'll be at it for an entire night, if not for days. She hasn't had her first heat since she technically hasn't shifted, so she hasn't experienced the type of starvation of elation that most she-wolves go through during that time. Now that I think about it, it's possible that she knows nothing of it. Between not having her mother around to teach her about these things, Lancaster kept her hidden away in that basement most of the time, so she may not have experienced it with other she-wolves in her pack. I guess it's up to me to start finding out what all she knows and does
Leena's POVI wasn't expecting to give in so soon. I really did go to Damon to apologize for my earlier behavior. It really wasn't fair for me to explode like that on him last night. Since my partial shiftings, Sheera has been more present to me. I'm more aware of her thoughts and emotions. She's been on me all morning about making up to him and his beast. The damn traitor. She bails out then makes me feel guilty about my actions? Whatever. I couldn't help but give myself to him though. What he said he would do... it just set a fire within me that could only be quelled with only he could give me. Now we're here together after satiating each other's physical and emotional needs resting. His breathing is deep and even, letting me know he's dozed off. I try to fall asleep myself, but Sheera's anxiety is keeping me awake. So I just lay here and relax with him, bonding in quiet intimacy. An hour passes by and I can feel him moving beneath me. His small movements turn into violent thra
Damon's POVI was in a restless, fitful sleep all night long. Dixon spent the entire time letting me have it about angering our mate. To be fair, it didn't take much. The woman is like a ticking time bomb. She did have a point though. I've been smothering her and forcing her to be strong. I never stopped to think if she was ready or even willing, I just threw her into it all. Despite being the ruler over the entire race, I really am a stupid mutt. The sun finally peeks in through the window and I give up on sleeping. I turn over and see my mate sprawled out across her side of the bed with the blanket thrown haphazardly over her naked body. I can see one of her luscious breasts peering out of the top and her legs are draped over top each other, uncovered. Under any other circumstances, I would totally give her quite the awakening, but this morning would have to be different. Instead, I carefully climb out of bed and get myself ready for the day and give her the space she so despera
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