I stood on the stage feeling exposed, ridiculed and ashamed.
Dressed in a daring blue gown that hugged my figure, the off-shoulder neckline revealing just enough to hold attention, I felt the heavy, revolting stares of the Alphas as they trailed over me. Their eyes lingered, dark with something sickening, and my stomach twisted in protest. I wanted nothing more than to turn away or throw up. But then I caught my father's silent, piercing look, a warning in his eyes that froze me in place. I knew that if I let him down now, there would be hell to pay. “ Look at them. They look delectable. Very sexy.” One of the Alphas said laughing as he walked up to us. He reached out for one of the other girls and squeezed her breast making the other Alphas laugh in response as they saw the girl's surprised expression. I could tell she was young and naive despite her beautiful body and it made me sick that my father would do this to his own people. To girls from our pack. He was the Alpha and no one dared to oppose him. Not even me. “ I like this one.” Another Alpha said as he walked up to the podium and my heart raced. Moon goddess, please let it not be me. A quiet sigh escaped my lips as I watched the frail young Alpha walk up to the stage, his eyes clouded with fever as he reached out, pulling yet another girl into his arms. She shoved him back instantly, defiance flashing in her gaze. A fierce determination to protect herself. But as I watched her stand her ground, I knew that her resistance was a risky move. We were only five so I knew that this wasn't going to sit well with my father or- “ How dare you?” The Alpha asked as he slapped the girl hard, making me fall to the floor, and my father did nothing. He didn't even help. After seconds of beating, the girl lay down on the floor, not moving, and my eyes widened. Was she dead? I felt tears gather in my eyes as I stared at her and I knew that could be my fate. The girl got carried away and only four of us were left on stage remaining. “ I want this one. You, in blue.” A man called out and I stared at him. My eyes widened as I realized he was the man I had rejected his advances a few months ago, Alpha Emmett of the Steelcrest Pride. Watching him walk up to me, I felt my head reel, and I stared at my father, silently begging him to help me. “Alright, gentlemen, the auction is about to commence. Please take your seats. Once it begins, the girls will be yours,” my father announced, cutting off the Alpha’s advance toward me. I held my breath, my heart pounding wildly as I closed my eyes. The first girl stepped forward, her fear was evident as she turned to display her dress and figure to the men seated beside my father. Their eyes lit up with desire, and I felt disgusted. “Twenty million,” The first one called out. “Fifty million,” Another countered, and I watched in horror as tears streamed down the girl’s face. “One hundred million,” The third Alpha said and my eyes widened in disbelief. “Is that the final offer? Going once... Going twice... sold! This exquisite lady now belongs to the Alpha of the Delta Pack,” My father shouted with a glint of happiness in his eyes. My legs trembled beneath me as the reality of the moment. After what felt like minutes, I trembled when I heard my name being called dragging me out of my thoughts. I stared around me and realized I was the only person left on the stage. All eyes seemed to be lingered on me. My father called my name, urging me to come forward, but I stood frozen. My legs wouldn't move. “ April, come forward.” My father said, gritting his teeth, and I took a step forward as I saw his threatening stare. Standing alone in front of the hideous men staring at me, tears instantly filled my eyes and I closed them. I clutched the sides of my dress, desperately trying to tug it down, but it clung stubbornly to my hips, refusing to budge. Then, my father's voice pierced through the haze of humiliation. “This is April. She’s an orphan, her parents having died when she was young. She just turned 18 and she is a virgin. Please remember that.” Each word struck like a dagger, making my heart ache with sorrow. My parents were gone? The realization that he could so easily cast me aside as his daughter in front of those men shattered something within me, and I began to weep uncontrollably. “Aww, look at her crying. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you,” Emmett jeered, his mocking tone slicing through my sobs as I stood there, exposed and vulnerable on the stage. “ Let's start.” My father called out and I stared at him. “ Fifty million.” One of the Alpha called out, and I felt my knees buckle under me, making me crash to the ground. “ Seventy million,” Emmett called and my heart stopped. “ A hundred million.” A voice called out making me stunned. Did I just hear correctly? A hundred million? The fact that someone was willing to pay a hundred million for me was beyond breathtaking. My surprise mirrored in the faces of the other Alphas as they stared up at the person who had made the bid. He was sitting far away so I couldn't see his face. “Two hundred million,” Emmett shouted, determined not to back down. I noticed a smile spreading across the lips of the mysterious man, and a wave of dread washed over me. Who was he? “Five hundred million,” he announced, and my heart stopped for a brief moment. “Five hundred million? Are you willing to raise the stakes, Alpha Emmett?” my father asked, and I saw frustration and disdain flicker across Emmett’s face. He was clearly not pleased. “Sold! April now belongs to... May I know your name, sir?” my father inquired as the mysterious man rose from his seat, striding into the light. Finally, I could see his face. “Duncan Blackwood, the Wolf King.” the man declared, leaving me breathless. My father and the other Alphas dropped to their knees in submission, shock etched across their faces. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized the stranger who had betrayed me was the Wolf King. What had I just gotten myself into? My thoughts raced with dread as the reality set in. I was now bound to the most feared and powerful man in the realm. Just as his piercing gaze locked onto mine, I knew my fate was about to take a dangerous turn.The Wolf King sat beside me, his presence imposing, his gaze sharp and unwavering, like a blade cutting through the silence in his home. I could feel his eyes on me, hard as stone, and it sent a chill down my spine, stirring a quiet panic within. Then, without a word, he reached behind him. My pulse quickened, my mind racing with whispers of the wild rumors I’d heard. I closed my eyes and silently took a deep breath. I needed to keep my head no matter what. He rose and moved to the table, his movements precise, commanding. When he returned, he held out a paper, his voice clipped and cold. "Sign this," Duncan said, his tone brooking no argument.My hand trembled as I reached for the paper. I couldn’t read. My father never let me learn. As a girl, he’d deemed it pointless for me to have any skills beyond keeping a home. The thought of him finding out made my skin crawl. If the Wolf King knew… Would he cast me out? I could already imagine the fury my father would be in if he had to retu
Duncan, the mighty Wolf King had a fiancee. I don't know why I never thought of the possibility but I was heartbroken and jealous the moment I had seen them kiss last night. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I glanced at my limited wardrobe, realizing how little I had to choose from. With a resigned shrug, I got dressed and made my way downstairs to tidy up the house. The morning light was just beginning to peek through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. My father's strict training had instilled in me the discipline to wake early, often enforced by his cold, ruthless wake-up calls that soaked my bed in ice water. The last thing I wanted was trouble with Duncan or his fiancee. “Good morning,” I said respectfully as she descended the staircase, her elegant robe flowing around her like a gentle wave. “I’ve already tidied up the place. What would you like for breakfast? I can make just about anything.” I offered, a genuine smile on my lips as she walked into the kitchen.“ W
The sharp ache in my neck was the first thing I felt as consciousness pulled me from the depths. Every beat of my heart seemed to pulse directly into the wound, a constant, throbbing reminder of what Duncan had done. I forced my eyes open, blinking against the faint light streaming through the curtains. I was still on the floor, curled up at the foot of the staircase, my skin slick with cold sweat. Memories of last night crashed over me, one after another. The full moon, the looming shadows outside, Duncan’s tortured form, and then… his bite. My hand flew to my neck, fingers grazing the faint indentations left by his fangs. It was barely a mark, yet it burned with an unfamiliar heat that felt as though it had seeped into my very blood. I pulled myself up, leaning against the wall to steady my legs. My emotions were a tangled mess of anger, confusion, and something else I couldn’t quite name. Did he even realize what marking me meant? Or had his wolf completely taken over? “Wait.” A
Disbelief hit me like a cold wave as I stared at Duncan. Melissa, his fiancée, was outside kissing his cousin, Alpha Emmett on the day of their engagement, no less. And Duncan? He seemed to know about it the whole time. But as his eyes shifted to the pair, his expression changed. It wasn’t the face of someone who already knew. It was shock, pure and real. Duncan let go of my hand without a word and walked straight toward them. Melissa and Emmett, still caught up in their moment, didn’t even notice him coming. I stood frozen, feeling empty as I watched him walk away. “Melissa? How could you do this to me?” Duncan’s voice cut through the air, laced with disbelief as he stared at her. Melissa jerked back in shock, shoving Emmett away, but Emmett didn’t budge. Instead, he smirked, holding her close, clearly enjoying the chaos he had caused. “Duncan, it’s not what it looks like,” Melissa stammered, her voice shaky as she stared at Duncan. “Not what it looks like?” Duncan’s tone s
The evening's chill nipped at my skin as I stepped out of the car, brushing away the remnants of my earlier tears. Crying had done nothing but leave my eyes sore and my spirit heavier. The only thing keeping me moving forward was Duncan’s promise that someday, I would be free. For now, I had to endure. The emerald-green off-shoulder dress I wore shimmered under the soft glow of the lights, fitting me like a second skin. Outwardly, I looked poised and graceful, but inside, I was fragile, barely holding myself together. When the grand doors opened, their polished surfaces gleaming under the lights, Duncan stood by my side waiting, his gaze piercing and unreadable. He reached out, his fingers grazing my arm. The simple touch sent an unexpected shiver through me, but I quickly composed myself. I couldn’t let him see how much power he had over me. Standing beside him felt unreal. Duncan, the feared and respected Wolf King, was my mate. My hair was swept to one side, deliberately expo
The relentless vibration of my phone broke through the pounding music of the club. Even though the noise was deafening, I couldn’t ignore the insistent buzz against my leg. With blurry eyes, I glanced at the screen and saw Duncan’s name flashing in bold. Fiancée. He’d insisted on saving his name like that, never giving me a choice. Duncan owned me. He’d bought me, and until I returned his money, I was his to control. But where would a wolfless Omega like me ever find that kind of cash? A part of me hated the thought of staying with him. Yet another part buried deep down knew I wasn’t ready to let him go. “Looks like the entire world is weighing you down, Omega,” the bartender remarked, appearing suddenly behind the counter with a sharp gaze. “Yes, I’m just an Omega,” I replied, each word stabbing at my pride like shards of glass. “That’s not what I meant,” he said quickly, but I raised a hand to silence him. The alcohol was taking over, making my mind foggy. Despite my tipsy
“Where have you been, April?” Duncan’s voice was low, firm, and tinged with an edge that sent a cold shiver racing down my spine. It wasn’t just a question, it was a demand. My hand curled into a tight fist at my side as I faced him. Fear had been my first instinct, worrying over what he might do or how he would react. But then I remembered. Remembered what he did in front of everyone. And just like that, my fear melted into simmering anger. How dare he? “I went to have some fun,” I said, tossing my shoulders into a nonchalant shrug. My tone was casual, but my words were deliberate. “It is my birthday, after all.” Duncan’s brow arched, his expression darkening. His wolf-like intensity practically crackled in the air between us. But I stood my ground. I wasn’t afraid. Not this time. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. At least, not physically. “You went to have fun?” His voice dropped even lower as he took a deliberate step closer. “You reek of another wolf,” he said, stepping closer.
DUNCAN I slammed the door behind me, the sharp sound echoing in the silence. I didn’t look back. I couldn’t. If I stayed any longer, I would lose control. And that wasn’t something I could afford right now. As I walked away from the house, the cool morning air hit me like a slap in the face. I welcomed the sting, letting it clear my head. The contract I handed April was supposed to restore order, to bring balance to the chaos she’d dragged into my life. It wasn’t about power. Itwas about balance. But as I gripped the steering wheel, trying to steady myself, I knew the truth. Her scent still lingered on me, maddening and soft, reminding me that she wasn’t just a problem to solve. She was a complication I didn’t need. And yet, I couldn’t ignore the pull. April would never follow the rules I’d set out. And me? I wouldn’t stop until I uncovered every secret her father was hiding. The man who had betrayed everything I stood for. Experimenting on rogue wolves, striking deals with dang
APRIL Is love supposed to be like this? I never imagined that the reason he had left me was because of Melissa. Again. When I had gone to find him, I was surprised to see him sleeping beside her on her bed. It seemed like I was no one to him still. I decided to leave. The sky suddenly changed, and rain started falling, drenching me. The cold soon enveloped me and I rubbed my two hands together as I walked through the forest. The sound of the chipping birds echoing in the forest made me scared and amused at the same time. Suddenly, I heard someone step on a branch and quickly hid. Running away when we were still in the vampire's territory seemed like a bad idea but I couldn't find my way back. Soon, the sun began to go down making me worried. I had to find somewhere to rest before nightfall or even escape. But where could I go? " April!" A loud voice echoed. "April, where are you?" I heard Duncan's voice, and I immediately turned, trying to head toward where I had heard t
DUNCAN The heavy scent of garlic hit me the moment I returned back to my room. I was covered in blood and my wolf was distressed after leaving April alone by herself. I didn't like the effect she had on my wolf. She was the reason why I could control my wolf despite it being the full moon. She was like his drug, his lifeline. "April?" I called out as I entered the room. "Are you okay?" I asked as I searched around the room and headed to the bathroom. Empty. My eyes widened as a flurry of questions raced through my mind. Had she been taken? Had a vampire sneaked in and abducted her? I closed my eyes, letting my inner wolf surface, howling loudly in the room. Just then, I heard a noise coming from the closet. I approached it, taking a deep breath as I sensed her presence nearby. Was she inside the closet? Leaning forward, I grabbed the handle and opened it. "April. April, are you okay?" I asked as I saw her squatting down with her head down to the floor. She looked visi
APRIL Oh, my holy moon goddess. I had not thought things through when I had insisted on going with Duncan. He was angry with me for borrowing his grandmother's hands but maybe he had a point. Was I dreaming? The Vampire King was so handsome that I couldn't believe he had for a thousand centuries. His hair was black, silky, and beautiful. His eyes, on the other hand, were red, and his skin was pale. He said he wanted me. Duncan's words earlier about my hybrid blood didn't seem like a lie like I had thought. Duncan's hands wrapped around my waist, " April is my mate. I'm sorry but she is out of bounds." I looked up at Duncan and saw his eyes. His wolf had come out to the surface already. Glancing at the curtain, I could see the moon already shining high up in the sky. It was already night. Was that the reason why Duncan had tried his best to delay our arrival? "What a smart move." The Vampire King said as his gaze followed mine to the curtain. "You delayed your arrival
DUNCAN I couldn’t shake the tension as I approached the meeting room. My grandmother, a staunch supporter of Emmett’s claim to leadership, had called this meeting the moment she realized I’d been missing. I hesitated outside the door, cracked it open slightly, and listened. “Has it been confirmed that the Wolf King is dead?” Emily, the Luna of the Redfur Pack, asked. “We shouldn’t discuss a successor until we know for sure.” My grandmother’s voice was firm as she stood. “The Wolf King hasn’t appeared in ages. According to our laws, if he doesn’t report to the elders, we have the right to remove him. He’s neglected his duties for too long.” Leon spoke up in my defense. “That doesn’t mean he’s dead. Our strength comes from the Moon Goddess and her vessel.” “And what about Duncan?” Emmett’s voice was filled with disdain. “His wolf is unstable. Can he really lead?” Rachel shot back, sharp and direct. “Are you any better? We tried with you, and the Moon Goddess rejected you. Ho
APRIL "What's going on? Hybrid blood? Vampire King?" I asked as I stared at him, stunned. I had gotten a tray of water for Damon. I thought it was the least I could considering the fact that he had accompanied me and could possibly get into Duncan's trouble. That's when I heard it. Vampires. I had heard it clearly. Isolation curse. My blood. " April, when did you get here?" Duncan asked, standing up, and I knew just what he was asking. How much did you hear? "What's going on, Duncan?" I asked watching as Duncan got up from his seat. "Calm down. I won't let anything happen to you, I promise." He said as he placed his hands on my shoulder and suddenly, I couldn't help but feel calm. There was just something about the way he talked that reassured me. " Damon, you can leave now," Duncan ordered making Damon leave. Once Damon was gone, I was stunned as Duncan walked closer to me wrapping his hand around my waist. His head buried deep in my neck and I tensed. My hea
DUNCAN "You didn’t have to match outfits with me," I said, my tone flat as I steered the car toward Melissa’s parents’ house. Melissa leaned back, her lips curving into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. "I just felt like it. What’s the big deal? Can’t I wear what I like anymore without you making it an issue? Or..." She turned her head slightly, her voice dripping with mock innocence. "Are you worried about your wife?" Her words hung in the air, but I refused to rise to the bait. Melissa was calculating—always had been. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of a reaction. When we arrived, I strode up to the door and rang the bell, Melissa trailing closely behind. It opened to reveal Enforcer Michael, a man who exuded strength even in his middle years. His piercing gaze softened when he saw Melissa, his daughter, and then settled on me with a prideful warmth. Michael had fought beside my father in countless battles, earning my respect long before I became Wolf King. If anyone
APRIL I ran. Slamming the door behind me, I leaned against it, my chest heaving as I clutched the doorknob. My heart pounded wildly, but it wasn’t just from running. Duncan… something was happening to him. He was changing, and I’d never seen him like this before. Writhing in agony, sweat slicking his brow, his eyes clouded with something far beyond rage. I had seen his wolf before. Powerful, wild, and dangerous. But this… this wasn’t the same. Something was wrong. Gathering what little courage I had, I slowly opened the door again. Duncan was already in his wolf form. “Oh my god,” I whispered, the words slipping out before I could stop them. My voice wavered as I took in the sight. His wolf lay still, almost lifeless, its massive chest rising and falling weakly. “Duncan? Can you hear me?” I knelt beside him, my hand trembling as I reached out to touch his fur. The moment my fingers brushed his coat, I felt it—the overwhelming wave of sadness and despair that coursed throug
Duncan Vampires. It always came back to vampires. And this time, it had to be April’s father. Only he could be so vile, so heartless as to capture rogue wolves and send them to vampy. I’d known he was a greedy man, ruthless in his pursuits, but this... this was a depth of depravity even I hadn’t expected. “Make sure the boy survives,” I said to Damon, my tone hard as steel. “Once he’s stable, move him to the safe house. And Damon, be careful. Don’t let Emmett follow you.” I grabbed my suit jacket from the chair, my mind swirling with anger and plans for retribution. But as I opened the door to leave, I froze. April was walking toward me, her delicate frame framed by the dim light of the hallway. Her expression was soft, her concern evident, but right now, her presence was the last thing I needed. “My love, what’s wrong? Where are you going?” she asked, her voice gentle, almost soothing. I stepped forward, trying to sidestep her, but she reached out, her hand grazing mine.
Duncan’s grandmother’s sharp eyes were locked on us, her question cutting through the tense silence. “Is this your wife?” She asked. The room felt suffocating, and I couldn’t bring myself to look up at her much less answer. Duncan’s hand slipped into mine, squeezing gently. His touch stunned me as he whispered, “Yes, she is.” The silence in the room after he admitted that I was his wife was long and deafening. “Grandma, don’t make her more nervous than she already is,” Duncan’s voice was softer than I’d ever heard, surprising me even more. “She’s my mate.” “Your mate?” The disbelief in his grandmother’s voice was palpable. Why was she so shocked? “If she’s your mate, then welcome to the family,” she said, standing and surprising me further. I blinked up at Duncan, my heart racing. “Really?” My voice was barely a whisper. My eyes drifted to Melissa’s face and I could see her emotions written all over her face. She was hurt, but she didn't dare to lash out in front of