With Alpha Cain…there's just something with him that makes my blood boil to the hottest degree, my mind roaring with spite and disdain every time I look at him in the eyes. I often ask myself, "Am I really sure to be the Alpha's Pet or am I just looking at the fastest way to die?" Maybe I'll never know the answer. Maybe I also knew the answer already. But deep inside, one thing's for sure: I hate Alpha Cain. But I also like some part of him. And I hate that part of myself that liked the part of him. *** Anastasia is an I-don't-fucking-care type of Omega who, because she's already bruised outside and broken deep inside, just accepts whatever comes her way. But Alpha Cain somehow liked her wicked mouth. She's the only Omega who can talk back to him with enough sarcasm and wits that most of his pack members lack of. And in the tradition of most packs, whether in every year, months, or even weeks and days, the Alpha will choose among Omegas as his Pet: a more accurate term for his personal bed warmer. It is an actual title in a pack reserved to only one person, with benefits and privileges on its own. And because Anastasia accidentally became drunk the night Alpha Cain tested her skills in bed, she rode so wild and satisfied the Alpha more than he expected. And a hate-to-love, pet-to-lovers tale began to unfold.
View MoreHis laugh was like a midnight storm, yet it was still seductive and alluring. “Do you know why I invited you to come clean my manor?” I smirked. “Because you want to make sure the one cleaning your house has a pretty face?” Alpha Cain barked a laugh, the sound filling my ears like the music from pleasure halls. “Yes, but no. I invited you because the Omega in-charge of my laundry is in labor and the other Omegas in my manor are doing their own chores.” “Sweet,” was all I said. I almost asked him if he cannot do laundry and cleaning on his own when he doesn't look that busy today. “I am busy today,” he said as if he just read my thoughts on my face. “There have been some border problems according to the Beta in patrol. Some Rogues have dumped another body yet again—an Omega who was trying to escape from another pack.” “Which pack?” I found myself asking, and somehow I braced myself for sounding so serious all of a sudden. “
“Excuse me?!” The words tumbled out of me even before I could blink. “How do you think I eat? Using my feet?!” The Alpha choke on his coffee, spluttering some on the table and on his white three-fourth long sleeve. His hair was neatly combed to the side; his beard was shaved, though a few can still be seen. His sun-kissed skin was slightly pale with the clear glass roof above us. “You never fail to make me laugh,” his voice was stern and cold. One may think he’s not joking, that he’s sentencing me to death.Thankfully for me, I just jerked a chin to him, to his no-longer-white sleeves. “Next time, I’ll make sure it’s not just coffee.”His lips curved inward, his eyes darkening. He clicked his tongue and said, “I did tell you that you have laundry duties today.”Before I could huff a reply, he unbuttoned the dirty white apparel and tore it away from his body. And then he shoved it right to my face, to my gaping mouth.“You—”I swallowed the urge to not look at h
‘Gosh, Anastasia, you’re such an overthinker!’ I scratched my head. Ayana growling in agreement with my thoughts.I trailed behind Alpha Cain, his footsteps too fast for me to catch up. His long strides prompted me to give a quick run.Panting, I linked my arm with the Alpha. He arched his brow as if to say, ‘Really?’“Just practicing as you're soon to be escort, Alpha.” I grinned like a crazy horse.“Escort, huh?” he snickered and removed my grip. “You’re on a mission to interrupt my day, I see.”“I’m glad you’re catching up really quickly too,” I beamed back.Swinging the door open, two beautiful females, their dresses in warm colors, greeted Alpha Cain. Greeted us. “Good morning and welcome, Alpha,” the more beautiful female turned to me, “as well as to your companion.”Companion?Alpha Cain’s mouth quirked to the side as if he knew what I’m thinking.Companion. Escort. Pet. What else would I be called?I blew a breath and followed him inside.***The Alpha was exaggerating that he
Although being an Alpha’s Pet—and an Alpha’s Pet candidate—is technically his private and personal whore, the people made no sound about it.Either because they don’t want to disappoint the Alpha or perhaps there is more to being an Alpha’s Pet than serving him in bed and escorting him to whatever revelry he indulges himself to.Either way, I’m my usual self: a messy ray of sunshine with a smile that can summon thunderstorms.And I’m also wearing my usual shade of gray dress but a more provoking kind of attire. Beta Audrey lent me it. She basically can’t say no since it’s the Alpha that knocked on her apartment door and demanded. I also paid no heed as the Beta glared at me the entire time I changed in her room. Alpha Cain sadly tossed the clothes I was wearing to the open fireplace before running an eye all over me and this gray dress.I flashed a ‘too-sweet to be casual’ kind of smile to every passer-by. The streets are already packed up with people, stores and restaurants running t
I woke up panting. Probably even screaming and thrashing hard. It wasn’t a nightmare. But it was enough to make cold sweats drip from my face. Enough to realize my throat dried up. The guard outside yelled something at me, and then I heard a growl of warning and a fist pounding on my prison-room’s doors. “Silence!” I only answered with silence as well. Judging by their guttural voices, it’s still dark outside. Their voices only lighten when the sun brightens the world outside, that’s so far I’ve noticed. “Fuck.” I wiped the sweat from my brow, my other hand on my chest.The sheer size of him remained in my head. Invading in my dreams, in my vision. Even when I close my eyes. Even when I open my eyes.“What in the Moon Goddess’ name is happening to me?!”My eyes darted to the farthest corner, where the Alpha drifted to me in a phantom wind. And kissed me. Passionately.I shook my head, hoping that everything in my dream would eventually disa
It took me a while to force my cheeks to stop blushing. Doing so almost made me drop one of the bowls when I hauled myself from the floor.It took me every shot of control of myself to not go back sprinting at Alpha Cain and kneel down before him as I slid him in between my lips.Going to the elevator and reaching the ground floor became harder than when I did it earlier. Even so, my head did not stop humming his name, my blood and bones awakening. Alpha Cain, Alpha Cain, Alpha Cain— He’s such an enigmatic male. A confusing, hot male. ‘Why the hell am I so into him tonight?’ My thoughts came to a halt when I reached the kitchen’s doorless archway. Thankfully, there was no Beta Audrey to greet me. “So how’s the Alpha?” Samantha did not waste time in asking for the details. I don’t know how her station is now assigned beside mine but...I’m thankful for it. At least from now on, I’m not going to talk to myself all the time. “Fine, as alway
I swallowed every memory I can swallow. I held on to every emotion I can hold on. I won’t be tempted. I won’t be seduced by the Alpha. Not now. I won’t. I won’t. I won’t. I— His lap was nothing compared to any furniture I’ve sat on, as if his lap was meant to be a seat for my very tired ass. Beta Audrey is probably already waiting for me by the kitchens’ door, ready for strike two. She very well knows that delivering food is quick and easy. But when it’s for the Alpha…one hour is the minimum time one can assume it takes. She damn well knows that. Unless she comes charging straight in the Alpha’s office, which is obviously something she wouldn’t dare. I know Beta Audrey might be sharp-tongued and steel-willed but…she cannot—will not—come face to face with the Alpha unless it's necessary. And I am not that necessary. Yet here I am. Not only am I face to face with the vicious Alpha Cain, I’m also sitting on his lap. Lookin
I need to breathe.Looking straight at the Alpha’s eyes made me feel like an egg being tossed in the frying pan. I can feel my soul drifting away. Every existence of me burning and changing into something. I can feel my flesh being slowly turned into a meal, my mind becoming yolky. That’s what I feel when I stare at him. And obviously, I was the first one to lower my gaze—one minute after that intense encounter.I cringed. Yes, I still feel like an egg being fried—except my soul has now returned to the abyss of my being.My eyes found the towel did nothing to hide the erecting masterpiece of his hand’s ministrations. It was beckoning me, waving in greeting as Alpha Cain stood and walked towards his chair.Where the table hid his friend from plain sight. From my sight. “Fascinating.” My smirk turned to a smile. I know my voice is shaking but I still yielded my I-do-not-give-a-fuck charisma. “Please wipe your hand first before you dig in, Alpha.
After that immensely intense breakfast during which I was unexpectedly invited by Alpha Cain, everybody hardly spoke to me. And by hardly I meant that Beta Audrey’s sharp shriek of scolding is exempted.First day is always a hard day. You’re still adjusting to the constant glares, constant scolding, and constant brush of the sharp edge of the knife that almost send you for medical attention because your fellow kitchen-assigned Omegas are gossiping who has the largest cock other than Alpha Cain while slicing carrots. My ears strained, yearning for some juicy and cock-y news. Yet even though I’m only listening, I’m always the one being pinched in the ear and not my fellow Omegas who are the ones voicing the gossips themselves.“You’ll get used to my fingers too, Omega.” Beta Audrey bared her teeth to me, ready to shift and tear me to pieces here and now.“I’m sorry. I don’t let other fingers in my pussy, Beta Audrey.”And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the reason why the back of my he
I stared at the place our fingers intertwined; they just looked the same.Two hands. One big, one small. Looking at them, you would never know that one of them belonged to a wild, hot Pet. The other? It belongs to the Alpha I am serving, our Alpha Cain.They were just hands for all one knew, yes. For a long time we lay beside each other in silence, listening to the rhythm of our hearts. The moans we unleashed earlier kept playing and playing in my ears as if they were a song on the radio being played again and again.The car’s windows are open, allowing us to exhale from our sexual encounter and inhale our scent.As we passed roads lined with the houses of our pack members and some stretches of shops, nothing but goods and bags that I once thought that I could never afford, silence only filled the car.I closed my eyes, too tired to keep them open any longer. Too tired to be contemplating.Even this early in the morning, the streets were packed in The City Above. Out the window crowd
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