DOMINIK's POV
Kill him.
Kill him now.
Break his fucking neck.
How dare he speak about my mate like that??
Those were the thoughts in my head while I squeezed harder against the neck of the man my mate called her father. Him wheezing in pain had my wolf growling in pleasure.
Kill. He seemed to tell me.
Snap his neck! He echoed in my head and I was so close to doing it.
“Please..”
I heard her voice again.
My mate.
My mate with the black shiny hair, with the bright blue eyes and some kissable lips that had me wanting to pin her against the wall until those lips turned from those light pink to red.
My mate.
My mate who was an omega.
Weak and certainly submissive to a stupor.
WEAK.
I did not want a weak mate.
A weak mate would not compliment someone like me. I really did not want her.
I could not go against the mate bond though, to want her or not. I had to keep her close to me as much as I could allow.
She was going to be a burden I did not want. I could feel it.
Just as much as I didn’t want her or feel she was suitable for me, I could still feel myself gravitating towards her, towards her voice. Towards her scent.
Flowers. She smelled like flowers, a mix of exotic flowers I did not know, flowers I knew I would spend time searching for.
I did not know I had gradually lessened my grip on the man till I heard his choking cough.
Pathetic.
That was what I was becoming. Because of an omega.
I thought the moon goddess had… more in stock for me. Guess not.
With disdain, I dropped the stupid man and he quickly bowed his head in silent and fearful submission.
I turned to her, my mate. Claire.
My eyes were cold and unseeing when I said. “We leave in five.”
I would not take any more hesitations and reluctance from her.
How dare she embarrass me this way?
I should have been the one hesitating.
She was the omega, I was the alpha.
She was not looking at me though. This omega. She kept staring at her father.
The bastard.
“How could you…” she muttered.
I respected her at that moment, even if it was grudgingly.
She was not crying, she still had her chin up in a proud pose. She would not break down. Not now.
At least not here. I could see that in her eyes.
A stupid part of me wanted to hug her and pull her behind me to protect her.
I blamed that on my horny wolf and shoved that thought away.
I looked her over once more before inching my head towards one of my favorite pack enforcer, Luis.
“Take her.” I muttered and turned to walk out.
The whole pack house was as silent as a graveyard apart from Luis who was whispering soft, comforting words to Claire, no doubt trying to get her to come with him.
She did not have a choice, she would have to go with us.
Just before I walked out again, I heard the voice of the alpha that was slowly starting to piss me off.
“What else… what else can we give?” He asked, voice a bit shaky. “What can we give in return… for her, Alpha?”
I looked back at him, I saw the way he looked at my mate, the longing, the sadness, the lust.
I fisted my hands so hard that I felt blood seep into my fingernails.
Kill him.
“Nothing.” I said instead. “I want nothing in return for my mate.”
I was not quite done, so I walked -or maybe stalked - towards him.
I felt him cower a bit in response when I leaned in close to his ears. “Question me one more time and I would take that as a challenge.” I paused and then on second thought, I said, “Look at my mate for one more second and your eyes will not belong to you anymore.”
Even though my words were whispered, I knew the whole pack heard my threat to their alpha and as I straightened, I smirked at the hushed silence in the house.
None of them would ever be brave enough to try to challenge me. They knew what the outcome would be.
It would not just end with the challenger alone. It would not end with just one pack house and the whole members burned to the ground.
It would be a lot worse than that.
I looked everyone in the eyes as I turned back again and without a word or a glance to my mate who I noticed was being held gently by Luis, I walked out of the house and towards the black jeep I arrived in.
The door was opened for me and I got in, silently amused at the fact that my mate was not kicking and screaming in protest at being led out, to be with me.
It was obvious she did not want to mate with me and while my wolf was furious about that, a very demented part of me could not help but be amused.
The little defiant omega.
Silently she was escorted into the car and beside me. I looked at her.
She did not look like she was silently accepting her fate, she also did not look like she was afraid.
I saw the look in her eyes and almost laughed.
Oh no, my mate looked like she could be planning several ways to kill me.
I gave a nod towards Luis to drive.
Then on instinct, I turned to Claire again.
She still would not look at me.
Instead she stared hard ahead, fingers clenched on her laps, lips bitten till it had turned a good shade of red
I almost groaned at the sight.
Why did she have to look so good even like that?
I wanted to hear her voice, apart from when she was pleading with me, she had completely dismissed me.
Not looking at me, not talking to me.
It made me want to murder someone.
How dare she??
She was supposed to be my mate! She was supposed to be dying for my attention.
Not this one though, such pride for a lowly omega.
Before I could think too much on the issue, I opened my mouth.
“You are fucking your Alpha?” I asked and then winced internally.
That was definitely not what I had in mind.
“What?”
Her eyes zeroed in on me and it was not the look I wanted to see. I wanted to see sexy and pleasing.
She looked at me like I might be mad. Her eyes were wide incredulously.
“You are fucking Enzo, are you not?” I kept up my stupid flow of words.
Fucking brilliant if you ask me.
“What are you talking about?” Claire glared at me, not looking anything like a submissive omega. She looked insulted.
Or was it a mate thing?
Now curious, I leaned closer to her, lips almost touching. “I saw the way he looked at you… what is your relationship with him?” It was extremely hard for me to not brush my lips against hers, to taste her.
“He is a friend.” She seethed, looking like she could punch me.
“A friend that fucks you occasionally?” I was being a bastard, I could not help it. It was in the blood, it came with the name and family.
“What are you implying?”
“Alpha.”
“What?” She frowned and I clarified.
“What are you implying, Alpha?”
She looked away, a small scoff leaving her lips. “You are not my Alpha.” She argued.
At that, I felt my wolf gear up furiously. Such disregard. Such…
Such defiant eyes.
I grabbed her chin harshly and pulled her to look me in the face. “I am your mate, that makes me your alpha and you will recognize that.”
I poured in waves of my dominance against her and waited for her to shiver or cower in fear and submission. She did not.
“You will never be my alpha or my mate.” She spat, molten fire in her eyes. “Not with the way you disregard me with your eyes.”
“You are an omega, how do you expect to be treated?” I was genuinely curious at this point.
“I am a wolf, no one gets to tag me as an omega. I am your mate, you do not get to treat me like shit.” She fired back.
I chuckled, amused and dropped her chin before sitting straight again.
Such high dreams for a little girl.
For a little pretty girl.
“You should be honored, if anyone gets to reject anyone, it would be me.” Then I looked at her, growling. “You do not get to fucking reject me, you do not get to hesitate or feel sad about being with me. I am the most powerful alpha in the continent.”
“And the most deranged.” She muttered and a loud, shocked laugh escaped my lips.
“You have heard about me then.” I said.
“Who has not?” She rolled her eyes. “The world hears of everything you do, the killings, the trauma you release upon your enemies. The cities you burn to the ground. We hear everything.”
Her voice was bitter as she said those things and I could not for the life of me understand why she felt that way.
CLAIRE's POVI clenched and unclenched my fist as I talked.The slimy bastard.He took pleasure in knowing that I knew of his reputation? A reputation that befitted a psycho? Well, I would tell him what I thought of him.“Everyone knows of your psychotic tendencies.” I ended my rant and looked at him. He had a wide grin on his handsome as hell face, his eyes sparkly.I wanted to lick his lips.Oh shit.This mate business was so not for me.“Good, I like that you know of me.” He leaned in and I had to hold my breath so I would not try to taste his scent with the tip of my lips. I tried to appear as nonchalant as I could as he leaned in to whisper in my ear. “You know how I protect my people and what I do to my enemies. It would serve you well to know what I can do to you should you try anything funny with me.”“I don't even know you. I doubt I would like to try anything with you.” I muttered, ignoring the heat in my core.“I am your mate, your alpha and protector.” He scoffed. “We
DOMINIK's POVHoly fuck.She smelled so fucking good, it was all I could think of, it was all I could scent, it was all I could do to not wlose control and claim my mate right there and right then.And I would have claimed her even if she did not want it. She did not. I could feel it in the way she stiffened, in the little bursts of breath that came out of her lips.I tried not to be too annoyed, or hurt by that.My wolf, on the other hand, was in a killing mood.Claim.Claim.Claim what is yours. The horny dog seemed to scream at me every second Claire’s lovely scent perfumed the air.Reluctantly, very reluctantly, I licked down her neck, giving little nips and licks as I went. I pulled up the hem of her flimsy cotton top, showing the most perfect shape of breast on a human…wolf.I only knew I had stared reverently at it for too long when I heard the low growl that came from her throat and I chuckled.Such an impatient, definitely not submissive omega. I had never heard of a breed l
CLAIRE's POVI knew I was probably not going to be accepted. I was probably even going to be treated worse than I was at Enzo’s pack. I knew all of that but it still hurt, I still felt that pang in my heart when I saw the hostile looks I got from the Black Claws pack members, Dominik’s family. It hurt and I hated that it hurt.My wolf was baring her fangs at anyone that dared to dye across their boundaries.I did not know where it came from but I was not afraid, maybe it was the final awakening of my wolf but I finally decided that I was not going to be taken lightly or treated like trash anymore, omega or notI did not know how possible it was that word had already spread that I was Domink’s mate and that I was also an omega.All of their whispers, I heard it all.“Crazy bitch.”“She has got some guts, daring to want to mate with our alpha.”“Omega slut.”I heard it all but I held up my chin.I did not expect Domink to take my side against his pack members.The bastard had made me
CLAIRE's POVI groaned and turned, looking for the softest, freshest spot to lay in, but then as I turned, rays of sunlight hit my eyes and I groaned.Someone put it off!Take it away!I turned again but it seemed since the moon goddess had abandoned me… the goddess of the sun had also proclaimed vengeance on me.I frowned, a bit confused. Why did I think the moon goddess had abandoned me?Also, something was wrong…I could not quite place my hand on it.I took a small, careful sniff.Too peaceful, too quiet.What the fuck?How come I was not hearing the mistress from hell snap her dreaded whip at me?My hands instinctively moved across the bed and my frown deepened. Too soft, way too soft and bouncy for it to be my bed. Where the fuck was—Oh fucking goodness!!My eyes snapped open and I jerked to a sitting position as all the memories from the day before rushed into my head.Instinctively, my hands went in front of me in a defensive position. Ready to fight or hurt if need be.But
CLAIRE's POVI was almost convinced I was being lied to, that someone was playing a dirty, dirty trick on me.A mate was the most reverent topic in the land of wolves. Mated wolves were the happiest and the ones who died were said to be unfortunate and not blessed by the goddess. It was a thing of joy. True love.Everlasting and eternal lover.That was what a mate was supposed to be.Why was mine a tormentor?Why did he keep making me feel pain?I looked into his eyes, looking for any sign that he actually did not mean all that he was saying now. I looked for all the signs that he was just being an asshole on purpose. I looked for any telltale that would show me that he was just a little bit sulky because his mate turned out to be the weakest of the omegas.I saw none. Not a telltale or a giveaway.I watched him look at me with so much disdain. So much hatred.“Why?” I whispered. Tears streamed down my face. “Why? If you did not want a mate, if you did not want me… why did you bring
CLAIRE's POVFrustrated and agitated, I huffed towards the bed, still not bothering to drop the sheets I glitched to my chest. My instincts told me that there was a possibility I was being watched by my stupid mate. Stupid, stupid mating bond.I sat on the bed, eyes tired and angry.What was the use of all his secret drawers and doors?? Was he trying to be mysterious and shit? They all held nothing of importance! All I found were investment notes, and more shit on crypto than I ever bothered to want to know.It told me that my mate really was a normal everyday Alpha wolf.I snorted at that.Normal everyday wolf my ass.He was a normal wolf if I was the chosen one of the wolf world.A small, frustrated laugh bubbled out of me at that thought. Such absurdity. But if there was nothing of importance here, where in the world did he keep his dirty secrets?More like, what did I want to do with his dirty secrets?It was not like I cared about what he did or did not do.My wolf humphed in a
CLAIRE's POVI waited patiently for the door to open, not looking anywhere a camera could be in the room, I hoped that was as effective as any dismissal in the world of dismissals.Almost tentatively, the door opened and a big, hulking figure walked in back first, as if trying to protect something from the swinging door.I frowned but then he turned and a small smile graced my face for two reasons.One, he had come in with a tray of food! I tried not to let my mouth water and my stomach grumble at the sight and scent that filled my senses. I tried not to think about the fact that I had not eaten anything for hours. I clenched my hands tightly against my sides as I watched the enforcer set the tray beside my bed. It was all I could do not to jump on him and eat him plus the food; i was that hungry.Instead, I watched him and my lips managed a small smile when he set the table and straightened to look at me.He gave a small respectful bow and my grin grew wide. I also smiled when I re
CLAIRE's POV"Yes, that is exactly what it means." I deadpanned, trying not to act like his words affected me.Was this it then? Was this how my life would be? I would be with a mate that could not give two fucks about me... I would live forever in a pack that would always be out to kill me. I would not be accepted.I sighed and rubbed my face. Then I turned to Luis. "Well thank you for the enlightenment." I hoped he got my message and when he gave a long suffering sigh and stood up, I knew he did."I will see you again, Luna." He said and left.And then I was alone, with my thoughts, my agitated wolf that clamored to be out and running, and a hidden camera that watched my every move. I did not have it in me to be sassy anymore. The weight of what my life was to become had sunk in and it ate at me.An outcast.I was supposed to be an outcast in a place where I was supposed to be valued. I was never to be loved even though I was supposed to give out all my love... and body. I was nev