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"He's so handsome!!!" "He's my prince..." "Ohh!!! He's gorgeous. I want him for myself." " I'm going to be His Luna..." "Alpha King Damien... " The conversations going on in the ballroom was enough to judge that the Alpha King Damien was handsome and there are women ready to kill for him to be theirs. Unfortunately among the hundred eligible women in this ballroom, I'm the only one planing to kill the Alpha King Damien. With the blood dagger hidden in my dress pocket, I strolled to the food court, hoping to relish every delicacy I could eat. Alpha Krist and Amanda were shooting galores at me from afar. Going over Amanda's lecture about me being compose, demure and mindful. I was once a princess and I should carry myself accordingly even though I literally spent a decade in Blackway Prison. I choose to ignore them and instead enjoy myself before I was caught for killing the Alpha King Damien or trying to. I doubt that I could pull it off. But failure to kill him would result to my death, as I should have been with my parents. "Now is for me," I muttered to myself as I reach for my third drink only to have someone bump into me and it's contents splash unto my dress. The dress Amanda have painstakingly fitted on my tiny frame. It looks gorgeous on me so I was not about to find out if Amanda would kill me if she saw the stain. I hurried down the corridor to search for the restroom. Wanting to explore, I opened the first door I saw and was met with a dumbfounding sight. There was a shirtless man and a gorgeous woman fucking with the intensity of a wild beast. I quickly shut the door but not without the man winking at me while still thrusting in wild abandon. My face heated as I hurried away. Luckily I saw the restroom that says female and quickly entered. My face was red. The only thing I know about sex is that it's a painful violations to your body. Of course that's why all the women in the prison hated the Warden that took advantage of them. But that man and woman makes it look enjoyable. The scenario flashed in my mind's eye and I shuddered. Goosebumps all over me. Sighing I pulled out the blood dagger from my pocket to the dress table. I let water flow down to wash the stain off my dress. Luckily it comes off quickly without hassle. Good thing I won't be shredded by Amanda over the dress. The door to the restroom opened suddenly and I turned to see the man earlier standing perfectly composed by the doorway. I gasped, instinctively reaching for the blood dagger, which was really stupid because it was supposed to be hidden and the flash in the man's eyes showed that I've been caught. "As I recall this is the ladies restroom and you aren't allowed here, " I explained, my cheeks flamed as I noticed the sweats on his face. It must be from his earlier tryst. He looks mesmerizing and handsome. His eyes are deep blue. Hypnotizing, one could swim in those endless blue. I quickly diverted my gaze from him and put the blood dagger back into my dress pocket. Gasping I looked up to see the handsome man already striding towards me. "Your scent is everywhere," he murmured. His voice is like a deep timbre of the ocean. I'm sure he could have every woman he wanted. "I don't think I've seen you before. What is your name?" "Freya...," I mumbled. I'm sure my cheeks were red. So uncomfortable with this new feeling, I made to leave but this strange beautiful man held my hand to stop me. "Freya... hmmmm... Freya, your name sounds like the ancient. Your scent is everywhere... damn." I watched him inhale me like he was enjoying it. Oblivious to the meaning, I thought it must be Amanda's perfume she literally dose me in before coming here. "A blood dagger? Funny thing to carry on a Bride Selection. If I may ask what's it's purpose for ? " I gasped when I touched my pocket and found the dagger gone, I didn't notice him taking it away. "Give it back," I yelled at him, and made to snatch it, only succeeded in bringing our body closer intimately. I could feel his hard-on already hard and poking my stomach. Making my insides to melt, I quickly stepped away from him. Eyeing him dubiously. One moment he's fucking a beautiful woman and the next he's occupying the female restroom with me with his dick already hard. "It's a family heirloom, " I burst out. Thinking that was enough to convince him to give me back. It worked because he handed me the blood dagger after a thorough examination. "Thank you," I said reluctantly as I tuck the blood dagger back into my dress pocket. Straightening myself up, I made to leave. "See you again Freya, very soon, " he called out to me but I ignore him knowing my purpose here was to meet the Alpha King Damien. And I'm not going to meet him by staying in this restroom with this exquisite man. *** "Where the hell have you been all this while?" Amanda quietly snapped at me as I came back into the ballroom, making sure she doesn't attract a scandal. Alpha Krist besides her, shot me a vengeful look. "Chill Amanda I was in the restroom. Or I'm not allowed to take a piss? " I shot her a daring look. "The Alpha King Damien would soon address us and I want you in my sight," Amanda said ignoring my little spitfire. "I don't want you wandering off at this moment, it's crucial that he perceived your scent." I nodded absentmindedly, my mind already occupied with a certain man. Wishing I was a normal girl, I didn't even get to know his name. Sighing I took my position back at the food court but staying clear of drinks to avoid another disaster. " It's the Alpha King Damien..." " I see him ohh..." " he's so handsome..." I turned at the sudden commotion at the appearance of the mysterious Alpha King Damien and gasped as recognition hit me. The Alpha King Damien was no other than the beautiful man from the restroom. How come he didn't say anything? I could literally still feel his hard-on poking my belly. The thought that the Alpha King Damien wants me was thrilling. " Ohh!!! " I breathed. I can't believe I'm going to have to kill him with the same blood dagger he held a few moments ago. He looks so perfect in his new black suit. I guessed he changed right away after our encounter. I wondered if the lady he was fucking earlier was a contestant. Looking at him, I wouldn't blame the numerous ladies that wants a piece of him. I obviously do too, with my blood dagger to crave a piece of his heart and watch him die. I sighed. That would be harder than I thought. Killing him when I only wanted to feel if his thrust would be as wild intensity with me as it was with that lady he fucked earlier. "Greetings great wolves of Moonshine Pack. I welcome you all to the Bride Selection. After the revolution ten years ago against the tyrant Alpha Adios of Black Moon Pack and eradication of his entire family. We the moonshine pack welcome a new systems and changes that favoured our pack greatly. The Bride Selection would further strengthen our pack as I take a Bride from the most powerful bloodline here. The bond and allegiance would benefits the moonshine pack and the heir born from this union would be mighty and feared in the future. Then Moonshine Pack would be unstoppable force and feared by our enemies." The wolves nodded in agreement to the Alpha King's decree. Hearing my father called a tyrant and the compulsory death sentence issue on my entire family made me cold. If the Alpha King finds out that the daughter of Alpha Adios was alive and participating in the Bride Selection, would be the end of me. I wondered what would happen if he caught the tyrant Alpha Adios' daughter trying to kill him with a blood dagger. Maybe his dick should have sensed the upcoming danger. "I have sense five great bloodlines here today and I would love to spend some quality time with these women to enable me choose the future Luna of The Moonshine Pack. There will be elimination each week till I choose my one and only Luna. They are, Adriana, Maya, Leah, Ire and Freya." I gasped as my name was mentioned. I was hoping I won't be choosen. How am I supposed to cope with him being the Alpha King Damien I was meant to kill? Few feets away Alpha Krist and Amanda were whispering to each other. They were happy no doubt. I wonder what they intend to gain by ordering the death of the Alpha King Damien."I can't believe that bastard didn't choose her already, he needs to play his numerous games. " Amanda screamed in anger when we got home.I was still reeling the fact that I have come really very close to Alpha king Damien and I wasn't even thinking of killing him the entire time only fucking him. My insides squish at the memory of our encounter. Killing Alpha Damien would be hard and I didn't need to let my doubts out because Amanda is already spiting fire. "I'm sure she's going be the choosen one, " Alpha Krist said obviously trying to calm his beta."How can you be so sure about that, well she's barely attractive and wolf less. What's a Luna without a wolf? She's basically useless. We are going to lose this." "No, we are not going to lose, Amanda. She's his mate. He's going to choose her and we'll get what we want. "I was momentarily stunned. I'm the Alpha King Damien's mate? I'm speechless. My mate. How... Why didn't I recognize him. I thought I was supposed to know when I see
I was halfway down the stairs to the dinner hall when the commotion happened. A redhead girl all fiery temper suddenly tear at me without no warning. "You thief," she shouted angrily. She's a lycan. And from all I've heard about lycans is that they were extremely dangerous and vengeful. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself, you slut," she went on. Confused by the sudden assault I looked around to see if there was someone to help, unfortunately we were alone. I turned to face her. "I don't understand why you are attacking me. I did nothing to you," I said. "You should have thought of that before you stole from me," the lycan bit out. The tone she use was very degrading. "Stole from you? I did no such th... " I was unable to finish my sentence before a resounding slap hit my right cheek. "What the hell? Are you crazy?" My cheek sting so bad it was going to bruise. "You criminal, if you are so poor you can't afford your own dress, as least don't steal mine. " "Steal your dress
***** I went upstairs to change out of the torn dress with the intention of having my petty revenge. I drop my luggage on my bed, searching through my clothes for the perfect dress to wear. "Yes," I exclaimed as soon as I saw it. The perfect sexy black dress. The sexy dress is designed to captivate and flatter my figure while exuding elegance and allure. It hugs my curves in all the right places, crafted from a luxurious fabric of silk, it shimmers against the night light. I could kiss Amanda right now for this. The dress have a daring plunging neckline, that adds a touch of boldness and recklessness. While the delicate lace ran along the sides and create an enticing glimpse of my soft breasts, without being too revealing. A thigh high slit run along one side, allowing for a playful flash of my full legs with every step I take. A bold move, but Alpha King Damien called for it. I was going to ignore him throughout the dinner. Feign lack of interest in his affairs. "Watch out, A
***** I straightened my sore back. Tonight was fun. The best I've had in years. After dinner, dessert was served shortly. Ire and I munch on the fluffy chocolate cakes and drank a bottle of red wine, while discussing on our views about dancing. Alpha King Damien and Leah were no where to be seen. They'd disappeared shortly after dinner without staying for dessert. Maya suddenly complained of headache and had retired to her bedroom. Adriana followed suit. Since Ire and I have formed a semblance of friendship, we decided to enjoy the night eating cakes and tarts. The time struck midnight when Ire and I decided to retreat to our rooms. Ire's bedroom was at the east wing. Mine was at the north wing, so we both parted ways, promising to attend the dance class together tomorrow. I strode down the hallway to my room feeling the best I've been for a while. My stomach is filled with fresh foods. A foreign state from my time in the prison. I try to always remind myself of my past, a litt
***** My dreams were filled with intense lovemaking with Alpha King Damien. I woke up feeling arousal and giddiness, my memories still fresh from his passionate kiss. I touched my swollen lips and smiled. I can't wait to see Alpha King Damien today. My mate. I quickly refresh myself before heading to the dance class. I'm sure Ire was already waiting for me. I'm wearing a striking red leotard, paired with a short layered skirt that added free movement to enable me dance freely. The dance hall was stunning, bathed in natural light streaming through the tall windows. The walls were painted snow white and the polished wooden floor reflects the elegance of the space. Tall mirrors lining one side of the hall, created an illusion of endless space. Excitement course through me. I love it already. Alpha King Damien sure have everything incorporated into his palace. Ire was already there, along with the other three contestants. I suppose we’re all having dance lessons today. "Freya,
***** The dressmaker was a young woman of twenty. My room was filled with an arrays of colourful dresses with different styles, each have a unique style of its own. Alpha King Damien sure knows how to make a woman swoon. Fifty new dresses. Some are flowing maxi dresses with floral patterns, there are silks, satins, and cotton blends, that glitters and catch the eye. I test try each of the dress, assessing how they fit and flatter my shape. Just a few days in Alpha King Damien's palace have accentuated my curves. Beatrice was helping me organize the dresses I had tried on. "I have a message for you from Amanda. It's in your dress pocket,"whispered the dressmaker as she fastened the endless straps on the corset dress I was wearing. I froze, momentarily stunned and fear ran down my spine. Amanda sure know how to pick her spies. I wondered who else works for her. I looked at Beatrice, fearing she would overhear the conversation. She'd betrayed me once, I don't want her overhearing
**** "Alpha King Damien is fucking Leah." After last night encounter with Alpha King Damien, I was half surprised by the whispering going on in the library where we were excepted to read a book today. Apparently, a Luna should be a book lover, well versed in knowledge. I was only half pretending to read the blasted thing. I didn't expect King Damien to continue with his sex escapades with Leah. We're mates for crying out loud, he should fucking respect that. I am seething with anger while scrolling the pages of Harry Potter, barely paying attention to the written words. I am fuming with jealousy. Yes. After last night vulnerable moment in my room, I'd thought Alpha King Damien and I had grown a bit close. Yes. He's my mate and he could fucking hear my emotions through the bond that we haven't even honour. It should be a good reason for him to stop fucking Leah. I bid the time when I will get to see him. I plan to lash out my anger on him. It is strange. I was supposed to be hating
***** I am the feast, Alpha King Damien was munching on with a skillful art of a lover. Lying stark naked on his gigantic bed, I didn't know when he pulled away my robe and my night dress as they lay on the floor. I slid my arms around his shoulders, caressing his tongue with my own. He groaned into my mouth. I'm on fire, I pull at his pants zipper but he caught my hands, imprisoning me, with only his lips touching mine. "You're wild, Freya," he murmured against my ears. I moaned. It wasn't enough. I want all of him. I deepened the kiss, hooking my legs around his back, drawing him closer. He tore his lips away from mine and trail them to my neck. I arched my head towards him. I need more...more. "Damien," I moaned, my long hair splayed on the plush bedsheets. He dragged his teeth from my neck to my breasts, grazing his sharp teeth on my sensitive nipples, causing me to arched my back to meet his onslaught. "Damien... Don't stop," I told him softly, my entire body raking with fi
***** When I opened my eyes, the familiar green forest had transformed into another realm of silver trees. The strange beautiful woman was nowhere to be seen, but the jade hair clip she pinned to my hair remained, a tangible proof of our encounter. I touched the clip, assurance flooding me, it was real. She had given me the heirloom. Now, I just needed to find my way back home. To Alpha King Damien, my mate. Gazing around, confusion and dread crept in. Threads of doubt entwined my thoughts. That strange woman, minutes ago, she sought to drain my blood, calling me a traitor. And yet, she gifted me the heirloom. It must have been one of her plans to get me to lose control so she could drink my blood. I sighed, lost and vulnerable. Without magic and my wolf, I was a prey to the forests dark creatures. "There you are," a voice suddenly spoke out, shattering the eerie silence. I spun around and let out a terrified scream. The sound echoed through the silver forest. Fear clawed its way
***** "You're blushing," Ire teased. "No, I'm not," I said with a pout, struggling to conceal the lingering flush of last night's intense encounter with Alpha King Damien. "You're blushing, no doubt about it," Ire declared, her piercing gaze scrutinizing me intensely. "I'm just excited about the quest," I told her. Her keen eyes narrowed as she studied me, as if searching for a hidden motive behind my blushing. Yes, the hunting quest. Beta Smith, our magic instructor had dropped the bombshell this morning, revealing to us that we are to embark on a hunting quest for the lost moonshine pack heirlooms. Lost deep within the magical forest where ancient artifacts lay hidden. To succeed, we need both magic and our wolf, which I'm evidently lacking in both. And Beta Smith takes delightfulness in reminding me of this. "To succeed in finding the magical heirlooms, you must be equip in mastery of both magic and harnessing your wolves. All of which Miss Freya is terribly lacking. The Al
***** I am the feast, Alpha King Damien was munching on with a skillful art of a lover. Lying stark naked on his gigantic bed, I didn't know when he pulled away my robe and my night dress as they lay on the floor. I slid my arms around his shoulders, caressing his tongue with my own. He groaned into my mouth. I'm on fire, I pull at his pants zipper but he caught my hands, imprisoning me, with only his lips touching mine. "You're wild, Freya," he murmured against my ears. I moaned. It wasn't enough. I want all of him. I deepened the kiss, hooking my legs around his back, drawing him closer. He tore his lips away from mine and trail them to my neck. I arched my head towards him. I need more...more. "Damien," I moaned, my long hair splayed on the plush bedsheets. He dragged his teeth from my neck to my breasts, grazing his sharp teeth on my sensitive nipples, causing me to arched my back to meet his onslaught. "Damien... Don't stop," I told him softly, my entire body raking with fi
**** "Alpha King Damien is fucking Leah." After last night encounter with Alpha King Damien, I was half surprised by the whispering going on in the library where we were excepted to read a book today. Apparently, a Luna should be a book lover, well versed in knowledge. I was only half pretending to read the blasted thing. I didn't expect King Damien to continue with his sex escapades with Leah. We're mates for crying out loud, he should fucking respect that. I am seething with anger while scrolling the pages of Harry Potter, barely paying attention to the written words. I am fuming with jealousy. Yes. After last night vulnerable moment in my room, I'd thought Alpha King Damien and I had grown a bit close. Yes. He's my mate and he could fucking hear my emotions through the bond that we haven't even honour. It should be a good reason for him to stop fucking Leah. I bid the time when I will get to see him. I plan to lash out my anger on him. It is strange. I was supposed to be hating
***** The dressmaker was a young woman of twenty. My room was filled with an arrays of colourful dresses with different styles, each have a unique style of its own. Alpha King Damien sure knows how to make a woman swoon. Fifty new dresses. Some are flowing maxi dresses with floral patterns, there are silks, satins, and cotton blends, that glitters and catch the eye. I test try each of the dress, assessing how they fit and flatter my shape. Just a few days in Alpha King Damien's palace have accentuated my curves. Beatrice was helping me organize the dresses I had tried on. "I have a message for you from Amanda. It's in your dress pocket,"whispered the dressmaker as she fastened the endless straps on the corset dress I was wearing. I froze, momentarily stunned and fear ran down my spine. Amanda sure know how to pick her spies. I wondered who else works for her. I looked at Beatrice, fearing she would overhear the conversation. She'd betrayed me once, I don't want her overhearing
***** My dreams were filled with intense lovemaking with Alpha King Damien. I woke up feeling arousal and giddiness, my memories still fresh from his passionate kiss. I touched my swollen lips and smiled. I can't wait to see Alpha King Damien today. My mate. I quickly refresh myself before heading to the dance class. I'm sure Ire was already waiting for me. I'm wearing a striking red leotard, paired with a short layered skirt that added free movement to enable me dance freely. The dance hall was stunning, bathed in natural light streaming through the tall windows. The walls were painted snow white and the polished wooden floor reflects the elegance of the space. Tall mirrors lining one side of the hall, created an illusion of endless space. Excitement course through me. I love it already. Alpha King Damien sure have everything incorporated into his palace. Ire was already there, along with the other three contestants. I suppose we’re all having dance lessons today. "Freya,
***** I straightened my sore back. Tonight was fun. The best I've had in years. After dinner, dessert was served shortly. Ire and I munch on the fluffy chocolate cakes and drank a bottle of red wine, while discussing on our views about dancing. Alpha King Damien and Leah were no where to be seen. They'd disappeared shortly after dinner without staying for dessert. Maya suddenly complained of headache and had retired to her bedroom. Adriana followed suit. Since Ire and I have formed a semblance of friendship, we decided to enjoy the night eating cakes and tarts. The time struck midnight when Ire and I decided to retreat to our rooms. Ire's bedroom was at the east wing. Mine was at the north wing, so we both parted ways, promising to attend the dance class together tomorrow. I strode down the hallway to my room feeling the best I've been for a while. My stomach is filled with fresh foods. A foreign state from my time in the prison. I try to always remind myself of my past, a litt
***** I went upstairs to change out of the torn dress with the intention of having my petty revenge. I drop my luggage on my bed, searching through my clothes for the perfect dress to wear. "Yes," I exclaimed as soon as I saw it. The perfect sexy black dress. The sexy dress is designed to captivate and flatter my figure while exuding elegance and allure. It hugs my curves in all the right places, crafted from a luxurious fabric of silk, it shimmers against the night light. I could kiss Amanda right now for this. The dress have a daring plunging neckline, that adds a touch of boldness and recklessness. While the delicate lace ran along the sides and create an enticing glimpse of my soft breasts, without being too revealing. A thigh high slit run along one side, allowing for a playful flash of my full legs with every step I take. A bold move, but Alpha King Damien called for it. I was going to ignore him throughout the dinner. Feign lack of interest in his affairs. "Watch out, A
I was halfway down the stairs to the dinner hall when the commotion happened. A redhead girl all fiery temper suddenly tear at me without no warning. "You thief," she shouted angrily. She's a lycan. And from all I've heard about lycans is that they were extremely dangerous and vengeful. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself, you slut," she went on. Confused by the sudden assault I looked around to see if there was someone to help, unfortunately we were alone. I turned to face her. "I don't understand why you are attacking me. I did nothing to you," I said. "You should have thought of that before you stole from me," the lycan bit out. The tone she use was very degrading. "Stole from you? I did no such th... " I was unable to finish my sentence before a resounding slap hit my right cheek. "What the hell? Are you crazy?" My cheek sting so bad it was going to bruise. "You criminal, if you are so poor you can't afford your own dress, as least don't steal mine. " "Steal your dress