Ophelia Storm was fucked.
"You...you knew?"
Unlike that time at the club, she wasn't pretending to be afraid.
How the fuck had he survived an atomic bomb with only a scratch on his forehead?
Alpha Xavier didn't stop walking until he was in front of her, his fingers slipping into the strands of her hair, and tipping her face.
Shit. She started to reach for a weapon, anything at all, when he spoke in that deep raspy voice,
"You are not good at hiding the fact that you aren't the one I paid for, so were you trying to cut a deal with me by coming to seduce me?"
Oh fuck.
He didn't know yet, and she would keep it that way until she discovered what was going on.
Ophelia relaxed her palm and batted her lashes, looking into those grey eyes for the first time that night.
Hell, it was the same reaction she'd had when she came to kill him.
His striking features of firm red lips and strong Aristocratic nose, tanned skin and a trimmed beard.
He wasn't just handsome, but had a wicked beauty as well as an alluring aroma that appealed to her wolf...
"You keep looking at me that way, and I might take your offer."
Fuck. Even his voice was a deadly whisper of sin, and she felt hungry from the pit of her stomach.
"Huh? I...I'm not..." She started to say, barely able to recognize the tremor in her own voice, when he cut her off,
"You aren't looking at me like you want me to take you right here?"
Damn it. She had to stand up now and get him out of her room so she could think.
And yet, as she took in the fresh bruise on his forehead, and perceived the aroma of ashes mixed with his fragrance, all she could think of was having him.
Those rough palms glided into her dress, parting her thighs and slipping into her panties,
And she felt drenched from a sudden heat that swept over her.
Fuck, she shouldn't want this, but she was parting her lips when he finally kissed her, her lips calling out his name as he entered her.
"Fuck, you should have told me it was your first time." He growled against her ears when she cried out in painful ecstasy.
But Ophelia was driven mad by pleasure, her legs wrapping around him, her hips rising and falling with him as her lips moved of their own free will,
"No, don't stop, continue, please."
Nothing else mattered except the satisfaction of this hunger, and when he finally reached the climax with her, their bodies tangled together, she felt a strange stir within her.
It was her wolf, leaping towards Xavier and burning to be marked by him.
No, hell no. He couldn't be her mate.
***
Ophelia would have liked to think that everything had been a dream.
But when she woke up, the other side of the bed was warm, and her muscles felt sore.
And when she took a step towards the bathroom, there were blood stains on her thighs.
Heck, she was doomed.
What would she do now?
An hour later, when she finally found the courage to go downstairs, she was met with none other than Xavier Valcourt seated at the head of the dining table.
The Delta stood beside him, holding a tablet in her hand.
Ophelia started to turn around in embarrassment when that deep voice rang out,
"I've already seen you. Come and sit."
Come and sit? Like his dog?
Since she still had to pretend to be the submissive omega, Ophelia gathered her long dress and made to take the seat at the other end of the table.
But to her surprise, Xavier stood and pulled out the seat beside his own, motioning her to it.
Even the Delta appeared surprised.
"Thanks." Ophelia muttered in a fake quiet manner, but her flushed cheeks were real.
As soon as the chef served her meal, Xavier turned to his chief of Staff,
"Vivian, I want you to have employ additional security. Six more, all female."
Now, that had Delta Vivian cocking her head to the side.
"But Alpha, I already increased yours after last night. I assure you that they are competent and..."
Xavier Valcourt cut her off, swirling the glass of water in his hand,
"They won't be for me. They will be protecting my wife. Also, hire a secretary and prepare a black card for her."
"What?"
"What?"
Ophelia and Vivian asked at the same time, both exchanging looks that spoke of different things.
Why was he suddenly acting strangely kind towards her?
As Delta Vivian started to protest, Xavier's phone rang, and he picked it up, pushing it towards his ears.
Seconds later, his eyes darkened, those grey eyes turning towards his wife.
"Leave us, Vivian."
As Ophelia's heart pounded in fear, the Delta walked away, leaving them alone.
Then, Xavier fired some instructions in French and hung up his phone, turning to his wife.
"I just wanted us to have some privacy. Eat."
Ophelia was no fool, and yet, she couldn't say anything at that moment, her thoughts divided.
Maybe he hadn't found out,
She had covered her trail well.
Perhaps he was just irritated by something and...
The doors opened, and a dozen security officers walked in, surrounding her before she could register what was going on.
Then, with a hardened gaze, Xavier pulled out a gun and pointed it at her, along with the armed security.
"I ask the questions, you answer or I blow out your head. Who sent you to kill me last night?"
She was bursted. And what was a trained assassin to do in that situation?Within a second, Ophelia kicked the officer beside her and took his gun, pointing it at Xavier, her eyes narrowed to slits.Gone was the pretense of a shy omega, and what they all saw for the first time, was the face she had hidden for three years."Tell your lackeys to get their toys off me, or I shoot." Her voice was cold, and a flicker of surprise crossed Xavier's eyes briefly. But it was gone as quickly as it had come, replaced by that coldness he had used to gaze upon her that night."Tsk tsk. I see you have no need to pretend anymore. Did you insert yourself as my bride to get close to me?" In response, the fierce omega let out a scoff,"Oh please, don't get delusional. I wouldn't have gone through a wedding with you just to get rid of you. You are not that special." A hard look crossed the Alpha's features, his jaw working in fury. Ophelia made to say something else when he took a step towards her,
Three Months LaterThe honeymoon was over, and it was finally the day of the long awaited inauguration ceremony of the Alpha and the Luna of the Night Hunters' pack. "No one has seen the omega in months, she must have already been divorced by the Alpha.""Well, what did you expect from a strip dancer? The Alpha must have seen that she isn't worthy to stand by his side..."All the side talks came to a stop as soon as the grand doors of the luxurious pack halls opened, lips opening in shock.Alpha Xavier Valcourt looked perfect as usual in a crisp Armani suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and tall hunky build, his coal black hair and piercing grey eyes dangerously beautiful. But he wasn't the only reason that the crowd gasped in shock.The woman in his arms who walked with the grace of a model, her exotic black hair flowing down her waist, her small delicate face framing her honey brown eyes.Tonight, Ophelia Storm was in a long red dress that was slit to the knee, exposing smoo
Alpha Xavier Valcourt took a step forward, calculative and dangerous, his aura that of a predator. "Get your hands off her. Now."His voice had become deeper, taking a dark beastly turn. In response, Lucien lowered his head to Ophelia's height, until his lips were almost touching her ears, then he spoke in a sonorous mocking tone,"Come on, brother. There are hardly any cameras here, you don't need to play the role with me. I am family, after all."Xavier's grey eyes darkened, his fists clenching,"I will count to three. If you don't let go of her, I will rip your head out..."Somehow, Ophelia felt dumbstruck, her body tingling at the sensation she got from Xavier going all predatorial for her.Even if it was all an act, her weak wolf leaped forward, and for some reason, she found herself unable to speak or move away.It was as though she wanted to know what he would do, how far he would go.However, the moment he started counting, a bolt of realization struck her, and she pushed he
Madly?Obsessively?But the enthusiastic PR Manager wasn't done yet. Adjusting those thick glasses he wore, his blue eyes glinted as he muttered in a whisper,"The two of you will move into one room."And what was a woman who had spent the night wondering whom her husband had gone off to kill, to do?Ophelia Storm rose to her feet, and turning to her husband, she replied in a voice the very opposite of a whisper,"Oh, hell n..."But she was cut off by Xavier himself, who rose as well, striding towards her, "Hell yes. I believe that is what my wife means. After all, she would have no reason to hate sharing a room with me, now, would she?"That conniving bastard!Ophelia was left standing like a robot as she watched Xavier step closer to her and place his callused palm on her shoulder, making her skin tingle. Then, he turned, looking dangerous with that five o'clock shadow that graced his cheeks. Leaning closer to her until his spiky jaw brushed against her ear, he parted those firm
"I'm starting a new job today." One week later, Ophelia sat in front of the vanity at the other side of the expansive bedroom, slowly brushing her long hair.She had stretched it today after having her bath, her face free of make-up and revealing her freckles.It was also the first time that she was seeing Xavier since that encounter. Whether he had gone out of his way to avoid her, if he had simply been busy, she had no idea.But one thing was clear,Xavier was intent on treating her like a doormat, and if she didn't take matters into her own hands, she wouldn't be achieving any of her goals.He had been busy knotting his tie with a dark pensive look on his face when she said that, and he stopped for a second, looking at her through the mirror. "You don't need one. The less people you meet, the better. If you need more money, I can..."That was all the push she needed to bring the anger that had been piling up, to the surface.Before he could complete those words, Ophelia slammed
He had never been tempted to lose his control this way, not since he was eighteen.The fucking little vixen who had her mound of creamy cleavage exposed before him, her chest rising and falling, was taunting him.He ought to wring that little neck and spank the shit out of her, right before he pushed his cock into her mouth and forced her to suck until she gagged...Xavier Valcourt shut his eyes briefly to regain control, his palms clenching into fists. When he opened them, those brown pupils were on him, and he could almost swear that he had seen a hint of desire in her eyes."You fucking pulled this stunt to get my attention?"The little witch shrugged, a glint of satisfaction in her eyes. He was tempted, driven mad with the urge to grip hold of that long luscious hair and fucking teach her a lesson.Damn it. This was exactly why he had avoided her for a week, the little brat got under his skin with that small delicate face and fucking stubborn mind."It worked, didn't it? So, no
She kissed him to teach him a lesson,To get some control.It had nothing to do with how fucking sexy he looked with the sleeves of his shirt folded to reveal rippling muscles and ripped biceps.But fuck, all the reasons she had laid her lips on his vanished the moment he let out a groan, pushed her against the wall and smashed his lips against hers.Damn.Xavier Valcourt kissed like a god of sex. He didn't fucking kiss, he ravished her lips with expertise, as though it was the last time he would ever have her,As if he had been starving for her.And fuck, he tasted like pure sin, addiction and bad bad decisions.Ophelia's lips parted like a flower, her entire skin burning from the inside as the sweet taste of her Aalpha threatened to consume her. Her Alpha,Hers. The thought sent a thrill down her skin, and before she could understand what was happening to her, she was wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders."Fuck," he growled against her lips as his large palm glided down h
Some things were naturally ridiculous,An exotic dancer was going to become the CIO of a multi-billion dollar Group with chains of companies under it?Xavier fucking Valcourt should have as well thrown her off the roof and asked her to fly instead!"Welcome, CIO, we look forward to working with you."Directors were shaking her hands, but there was a mocking glint in their eyes, and when she looked at Vivian, the Delta was suppressing a laughter as well.Her heart sank as realization washed through her.They were knew...thought, that she was going to flop at this.Wait, was that why Xavier had placed her this high? To watch her fall?Why? To punish her for last night?Damn it, even the mere thought of the previous night had her lips tingling where he had plundered them, and her clit throbbing. "This is your new office, you will be assigned an assistant today. Enjoy yourself."That bitchy Vivian Fletcher had a triumphant look as she walked out, leaving Ophelia alone for the first time
"Thank you, Jessica, that will be all." CIO Luna Ophelia made the picture of a boss lady in a white pants suit, her hair pulled into a ponytail. Her new assistant stood before her, clutching her tablet tightly in her palm, her blue eyes betraying her nervousness. It had now been a month since the Luna assumed her position, and she was already known to be a formidable business woman. She hired experts in IT and PR, boosting the public image of the company within the first two weeks of her stay. And right now, her brown eyes were narrowed to slits as she went through rows of documents. Suddenly noticing that her assistant was still in front of her, the Luna adjusted her glasses and looked up, "Any problem?" Jessica sank her teeth in between her cheeks and sucked in a deep breath, her fingers trembling as she turned the screen of the tablet, "This came to my mail this morning, it's..." She didn't need to complete that sentence, for Ophelia could see the picture on the scre
Luna Ophelia was admitted into the most expensive hospital in the country, and the VIP section swarm with the best pack doctors, flowers and prestigious wolves. "I'm sorry, Alpha, but we are doing everything we can to ensure that she recovers her memories, and gets better."Alpha Xavier paced the ICU, a pensive look of fear in his eyes. He didn't even care about the bruises on his body, but his voice was a growl of rage when he replied to the doctor,"I don't give a damn about the memories anymore, but if my Luna doesn't wake up, I will burn this hospital to the ground, do you fucking get me?"The hospital director came down herself to see to it that the Luna was receiving the maximum medical care, and the staff took pictures secretly, envious of the Luna who had an Alpha that was crazy about her. Two hours later, the Luna opened her eyes, and the country swarm with news headlines,'Insider reveals that Luna Ophelia May Never Recover Her Memories.''Alpha Xavier Valcourt Cancels Al
She was fucked,But she was screwed beautifully. Ophelia Storm stood in front of the mirror in an off the shoulder silver dress that revealed a peek of her cleavage and attractive collarbones. Her black hair was styled in waves, a nude make-up highlighting her high cheeks bones, long regal nose and full lips. However, her mind was a turmoil as she stepped out of the room, walking down the grand marble stairs. Tomorrow, she would have to present a strategy and she hadn't come up with one.She expected to see Xavier downstairs, but instead, she was met with that fucking witch who was always present, flaunting her bleached hair."Oh, you are still here? I thought you left already, and I told that to the Alpha when he sent a limo to pick you up. Oops, my bad."That fucking little...Ophelia Storm sucked in a deep breath.One day, she would knock out all the teeth of that Delta, but it wasn't going to be tonight. She had more important things in mind.Gathering her long dress, she wal
Some things were naturally ridiculous,An exotic dancer was going to become the CIO of a multi-billion dollar Group with chains of companies under it?Xavier fucking Valcourt should have as well thrown her off the roof and asked her to fly instead!"Welcome, CIO, we look forward to working with you."Directors were shaking her hands, but there was a mocking glint in their eyes, and when she looked at Vivian, the Delta was suppressing a laughter as well.Her heart sank as realization washed through her.They were knew...thought, that she was going to flop at this.Wait, was that why Xavier had placed her this high? To watch her fall?Why? To punish her for last night?Damn it, even the mere thought of the previous night had her lips tingling where he had plundered them, and her clit throbbing. "This is your new office, you will be assigned an assistant today. Enjoy yourself."That bitchy Vivian Fletcher had a triumphant look as she walked out, leaving Ophelia alone for the first time
She kissed him to teach him a lesson,To get some control.It had nothing to do with how fucking sexy he looked with the sleeves of his shirt folded to reveal rippling muscles and ripped biceps.But fuck, all the reasons she had laid her lips on his vanished the moment he let out a groan, pushed her against the wall and smashed his lips against hers.Damn.Xavier Valcourt kissed like a god of sex. He didn't fucking kiss, he ravished her lips with expertise, as though it was the last time he would ever have her,As if he had been starving for her.And fuck, he tasted like pure sin, addiction and bad bad decisions.Ophelia's lips parted like a flower, her entire skin burning from the inside as the sweet taste of her Aalpha threatened to consume her. Her Alpha,Hers. The thought sent a thrill down her skin, and before she could understand what was happening to her, she was wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders."Fuck," he growled against her lips as his large palm glided down h
He had never been tempted to lose his control this way, not since he was eighteen.The fucking little vixen who had her mound of creamy cleavage exposed before him, her chest rising and falling, was taunting him.He ought to wring that little neck and spank the shit out of her, right before he pushed his cock into her mouth and forced her to suck until she gagged...Xavier Valcourt shut his eyes briefly to regain control, his palms clenching into fists. When he opened them, those brown pupils were on him, and he could almost swear that he had seen a hint of desire in her eyes."You fucking pulled this stunt to get my attention?"The little witch shrugged, a glint of satisfaction in her eyes. He was tempted, driven mad with the urge to grip hold of that long luscious hair and fucking teach her a lesson.Damn it. This was exactly why he had avoided her for a week, the little brat got under his skin with that small delicate face and fucking stubborn mind."It worked, didn't it? So, no
"I'm starting a new job today." One week later, Ophelia sat in front of the vanity at the other side of the expansive bedroom, slowly brushing her long hair.She had stretched it today after having her bath, her face free of make-up and revealing her freckles.It was also the first time that she was seeing Xavier since that encounter. Whether he had gone out of his way to avoid her, if he had simply been busy, she had no idea.But one thing was clear,Xavier was intent on treating her like a doormat, and if she didn't take matters into her own hands, she wouldn't be achieving any of her goals.He had been busy knotting his tie with a dark pensive look on his face when she said that, and he stopped for a second, looking at her through the mirror. "You don't need one. The less people you meet, the better. If you need more money, I can..."That was all the push she needed to bring the anger that had been piling up, to the surface.Before he could complete those words, Ophelia slammed
Madly?Obsessively?But the enthusiastic PR Manager wasn't done yet. Adjusting those thick glasses he wore, his blue eyes glinted as he muttered in a whisper,"The two of you will move into one room."And what was a woman who had spent the night wondering whom her husband had gone off to kill, to do?Ophelia Storm rose to her feet, and turning to her husband, she replied in a voice the very opposite of a whisper,"Oh, hell n..."But she was cut off by Xavier himself, who rose as well, striding towards her, "Hell yes. I believe that is what my wife means. After all, she would have no reason to hate sharing a room with me, now, would she?"That conniving bastard!Ophelia was left standing like a robot as she watched Xavier step closer to her and place his callused palm on her shoulder, making her skin tingle. Then, he turned, looking dangerous with that five o'clock shadow that graced his cheeks. Leaning closer to her until his spiky jaw brushed against her ear, he parted those firm
Alpha Xavier Valcourt took a step forward, calculative and dangerous, his aura that of a predator. "Get your hands off her. Now."His voice had become deeper, taking a dark beastly turn. In response, Lucien lowered his head to Ophelia's height, until his lips were almost touching her ears, then he spoke in a sonorous mocking tone,"Come on, brother. There are hardly any cameras here, you don't need to play the role with me. I am family, after all."Xavier's grey eyes darkened, his fists clenching,"I will count to three. If you don't let go of her, I will rip your head out..."Somehow, Ophelia felt dumbstruck, her body tingling at the sensation she got from Xavier going all predatorial for her.Even if it was all an act, her weak wolf leaped forward, and for some reason, she found herself unable to speak or move away.It was as though she wanted to know what he would do, how far he would go.However, the moment he started counting, a bolt of realization struck her, and she pushed he