Jessica was on cloud nine, she had just lost her virginity to her mate, the man she intended to spend the rest of her life with.
She remembered the night she found out that Cory was her mate, and even though she didn't have her wolf, she felt the sparks when he touched her and kissed her lips. He kissed her like he was dying of thirst and only her lips could quench his thirst. Jessica was scared at first, because Cory had always been a bully to her, just like the rest of his family. His younger twin sisters, Margret and Margarita were just as bad. They wouldn't only beat and belittle her. They would also break stuff around the pack-house and then blame it on poor Jessica and the Luna would always punish her by whipping her in the fields. Alpha Conroy, however was a different kind of bully. The type that turned a blind eye to the abuse she was enduring, but ever since she turned sixteen, she didn't appreciate the way he would stare at her whenever he was in a room with her. A loud ding-ding sound echoed off the walls of the pack-house. "Oh dear Moon Goddess!" She panicked. Hearing the grandfather clock hollering Jessica knew she was late. It was her day to clean the alpha's office and since she spent more than the twenty minutes she originally would spend making out in the closet with Cory she was more than half an hour late. The alpha was pissed when he saw her rushing inside his office. "You're late, little girl." His brown eyes dropped to her heaving chest as he spoke. Jessica fell to her knees with her nose practically touching the ground. "Forgive me, my Alpha. I've been a bad servant," she apologized. Her heart thumping in her chest like drums. "Stand up and close the door," he commanded. Jessica's limbs wobbled not only from how weak and fragile she was but also from how terrified the alpha made her. His powerful aura was overwhelming her. She slowly got up, keeping her head down she pushed the door shut. Her back was to the alpha while her face was to the door. She might have not had her wolf as yet, but the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, signifying that something terrible was going to happen. "Come here." The alpha's voice vibrated off the walls and her skin causing goosebumps to appear all over her body. "Don't be scared, Jessicaaa," his tone was low and the way he said her name made her tummy sink. She hesitated, but eventually turned around and walked over to the alpha who was sitting in his big, black leather spinning chair. He patted his thigh. "Come sit." She tried swallowing the lump in her throat but her mouth was so dry, she didn't have much to swallow. "Don't think, little girl. I gave you a command so I expect you to follow," the alpha growled. Jessica quickly scurried over to him and sat on his lap. "Hmmm," he hummed, his hands circling her waist from behind. He used one hand to move her brown hair over her shoulder so he could see the side of her neck. Like a frog catching flies to eat, his tongue darted from his mouth and he licked the side of her neck, just below her left ear. Jessica closed her eyes tight as her body tensed. Her fists clenched while they rested on her thighs. She felt helpless, she wish she could mindlink her mate so he could come rescue her from his tyrant of a father. But she couldn't, because she didn't have her wolf as yet. "You know you smell like him." Her body tensed even more. "Smell like wh-who, Alpha?" She asked, knowing exactly who he meant. But lately she had so much hope that she was hoping the alpha wouldn't say his name. "You smell like my son, Cory," he chuckled against her skin, sending shivers down her neck, but it wasn't a shiver that your lover caused but one that came from a pervert or a creep. "Did you fuck him, Jessica? Did you give him your sweet, little virgin pussy?" The alpha's hand slipped lower and lower until they were crawling up beneath her skirt. Jessica wanted to close her legs, but she knew if she did the alpha would see this as defiance. "Open your thighs for me, little one," he commanded and with tears leaking out her eyes, Jessica widened her legs for her alpha. Why me, Moon Goddess? She screamed on the inside. The alpha carefully rubbed his finger over the crotch of her underwear, which was soaked in Cory's juices. "You still have my son's cum leaking from your hole," he gritted his teeth, pressing his fingers harder against her tender flesh. "Are you sore from his fucking?" He asked, and Jessica knew she couldn't deny it, so she confirmed by nodding her head. "How old are you now, Jessica?" "Seventeen." "That's a ripe age," he spoke as he rubbed her clit through her panties. Jessica felt awful inside and her body couldn't help but to react by trembling. It made her feel sick. He wasn't her mate, he was her mate's father, her alpha and he was touching her like this. It made her angry. "I guess my son beat me to the punch. I've wanted to fuck you for over a year now. Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" "Yes, alpha. Cory tells me that all the time." Jessica wanted to tell her alpha that his son was her mate, but she decided not to due to not wanting to get Cory upset. She thought it was best he told his parents. "Of course he does," he chuckled. "I really wanted to wait until you turned eighteen, but since you've already given yourself to my son, I guess I can't wait any longer." Jessica's body started to tremble violently. This didn't sound right or safe for her. “Please, Alpha,” she started but was cut off by his powerful voice. "Relax, I'm not gonna force myself on you," he began and her body relaxed a bit upon hearing this. "At least not until the night of our mating ceremony." "What?" Jessica's head swivelled aground to meet the powerful gaze of Alpha Conroy. "Yes, little one. I'm taking you as a second wife.""No!" Jessica gasped. Maybe she didn't hear him right. How could the alpha even consider making her his second wife? He must be mad. Luna Magda would probably kill them both before she would be able to even make it to the aisle. Plus, what about Cory? There's no way he would just stand back and let his father marry his mate. "Yes, little one," Alpha Conroy chuckled. "Don’t look so surprised. You heard me right. I want you to be my wife." "But you already have a wife and the pack already have a Luna," Jessica tried to reason her way out of this. "I know all of that, little one and certain things won't change," he explained. "Magda will continue to be Luna of the pack. You will simply be my wife. The one I bring to balls, functions, holidays and such. Magda's place is to stay here and solve various pack problems and make sure the schools and hospi
Magda's face went pale. “Wh-who told you?” She gulped, terrified that her husband was going to kill her now. She thought she had everyone involved taken care of. No one was supposed to know that it was her and not hunters who killed Jessica's parents. "No one had to tell me. I knew the moment I heard Steven and Lisa were murdered,” Conroy admitted. “It took everything in me not to skin you alive back then.” Hearing her parents' names made Jessica lift her head as she tuned into the discussion between the alpha and Luna. “I saw how you looked at her, Conroy. She was beautiful and young,” Magda scoffed. “When I found out she was your true mate, I despised her.” “But I rejected her to be with you,” Conroy explained. “She found a second chance mate in that farmer.” Jessica was there in shock. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. “Oh please, you only married me for my father’s pack. I knew this back then, but I thought after being with me, you would at least grow to li
In a state of turmoil, Jessica fled from the alpha's office. She didn't care if she looked a mess, with blood staining her face. She needed to find Cory and tell him he had to admit to his parents that she was his mate and that he wished to be with her. Before she made it to the corridor that would take her to her mate's room, the two younger girls with red hair and brown eyes intercepted her. One caught her by her hand and the other grabbed her by the hair. "Look, sister. It's the slave girl," Margarita laughed. Her red hair was curly like that Disney princess, Merida. Her brown eyes were dark with specks of green in them. "I see that, sis. What is the little omega doing running around our house like this? She knows better than to be seen in this part of the building," Margret pulled harder on Jessica's hair, causing her to wince. "Oh, she's got a busted l
Jessica lacked the strength to continue her search for Cory. He must have been out for a run because he wasn't in his chambers or training in the fields. The small omega girl went back to the barn and used a bucket to draw water from the well. It was difficult and painful since her left rib was bruised and broken. She stripped naked, and stood behind the shed where she previously placed the bucket of water, then she used the fragments of crushed soaps she gathered while cleaning the bathrooms in the pack-house to take a quick bath, making sure to wash herself thoroughly. She didn't need another werewolf to smell that she had lost her virginity, even though it was to her mate. It was still embarrassing. All she longed for was to be with Cory and have him hold her in his arms. O
The day of the ball arrived, but Jessica was feeling a bit under the weather. She was having fainting spells and an upset stomach. She kept vomitting out all the meals she had ingested. Yes, she wasn't a stranger to illnesses, but she thought since the beatings had stopped, and she had access to a little more food she would be getting stronger instead of feeling like complete crap, so she took a trip to the pack hospital to do a routine checkup. She entered the hospital, trying to ignore the pain in her body. This wasn't like her. She had been sick before but not like this. She couldn't pinpoint the cause of it. The white corridors and smell of ammonia were driving her insane. "Let's just get this over with," she said to herself. ******** Half an hour later, the doctor was giving her the news of her test results. "Well Miss T
Evening descended quickly, and the moonlight added a serene beauty to the dark night. The ball was about to begin as the guests arrived one by one and sometimes two by twos. Jessica still hadn't seen Cory, so she figured he must have been down by the lake with his friends. She wanted to see him and tell him the wonderful news. Though she was nervous, She really believed that he would make everything better for her. Holding the front of her dress tightly, she dashed through the forest and headed to Blue Water Lake. She didn't care that her wounds still ached, or that she was getting muck all over the hem of her dress. Cory would still find her beautiful regardless of her fresh scar, courtesy of his mother and the mud stains on her dress. She continued on her journey. She had only been down by the lake once, and it was a gorgeous sight. It's usually where teens from the pack sneak away to have sex. A blush crept up on Jessica's face when she imagined Cory taking her by th
THIRTEEN YEARS AGO With sweaty palms, Kanyon Coldblood waited for Eleanor to make her way to him. All the lycans within a thousand-mile radius gathered to witness the king's wedding to Princess Eleanor. The king's heart went into overdrive when his ears picked up the sound of the door opening. "She's here," his inner beast spoke excitedly. From the high podium of the chapel, they watched her walk in. With a stunning and magnificent smile, she grasped her bouquet and strolled down the aisle adorned with rose petals. In just a few minutes, they exchanged their vows and sealed it with a kiss as they became husband and wife. It was rare for a lycan to meet their true mate. Only the mightiest and most favoured lycans found mates, which is why King Kanyon Coldblood couldn't hide his happiness upon meeting his mate in Princess Eleanor Blackwood. The couple dedicated years to planning their wedding due to the wars and economy, but they didn’t care, it was worth the wait. No
Jessica had no idea how she made it to the ball, but she managed to get there in one piece. Without even thinking about the child in her tummy, she grabbed a cup and loaded it with rum punch. She gulped it down and then threw the plastic cup to the ground. Nobody seemed to notice her even when she wore such muddied clothes. They were all grouped according to their ranks. The alphas and betas gathered in one corner, while the zetas and gammas positioned themselves in the center. The omegas were just there by the sideline looking like fish out of water. Jessica spotted the twins clinging to a very tall alpha's arms. He carried them toward the door that leads to the backyard. Jessica knew what they were sneaking off to do. The alpha and Luna were sitting on their high chairs, watching their guests with smirks on their faces. The ball appeared to be successful. When Jessica noticed Cory coming in with the blonde she-wolf, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. The alpha stood up
"WEREWOLVES! Out here!" Jessica panicked. "Shh, keep your voice down," Kanyon shushed her. "I think these could be the same ones who left you out here to die.""What do they want? But why are they back?" Jessica was worried. "I don't know, but I'm going to find out." He grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed her in front of some bushes. "I will need you to hide over there," he pointed to the ferns."But —," Jessica bit down on her bottom lip. She glanced between the bushes and Kanyon. "I know you're scared, but I promise in the Moon Goddess's name I won't let no harm come to you," he assured her. "Before you hide, I'm going to need your permission to do something.""What's that?""I'm going to have to cover your scent with mine."Jessica arched her brows. "How will you do that unless you mark me or —" she paused, a blush creeping on her face.With a smirk, the king declared, "I must lick you all over."Jessica turned her gaze away and clutched the coat more tightly around herself.
As the sun rose, it chased away the fog up the mountains, casting its warmth and golden glow over the meadows surrounding the Warmblood Pack. After dinner last night, Jessica decided to go to bed early, while the king, Cameron, and the alpha remained in the study discussing strategies for border protection. Kanyon shared his knowledge on handling rogue lycans. Cameron even offered to hunt for the she-lycan since he was a lycan himself, which meant she wouldn't detect his presence if he masked his scent.Jessica awoke to the delightful aroma of pancakes and eggs. Her muscles felt tight, but once she stepped into the shower, the warm water worked magic to relax the tension in her joints. After washing her hair, she dried it thoroughly before wearing baggy jeans and a green sweater. With the cold outside, it wouldn't be long before the snow started falling. She put on her coat and wrapped her scarf around her neck, then went to the door. When she opened it she saw Kanyon coming toward
"We're almost there," Cameron whispered to the King as he walked from the cockpit. The pilot told him they were just a few miles from the Warmblood pack. Kanyon decided to fly to their territory and then borrow a vehicle from Alpha Daniel so he could take Jessica to the spot where he found her. "You think I should wake her up?" Kanyon pulled the blanket up to Jessica's chin. She was lightly snoring with her head resting on his lap. "Give her a few more minutes," Cam replied as he sat down in the seat before the king. "She's going through a lot, isn’t she?" "Too much for one person to bear," the king sighed. Out of nowhere, Cam and the king sensed a shift in the atmosphere when Jessica's body started to tremble. "Please, Luna! Please, I didn't mean to sleep in!" Jessica screamed, putting her hands up in a defensive position. She flinched. "It hurts. Please stop, Luna. I'm so-sorry," she shrieked in fear. "Wake her up!" Cam roared. "Hey, Jessica. Wake up." Kanyon s
"She's healing," Doctor Peterson nodded as he examined Jessica. He found himself somewhat intrigued by how Jessica treated the king, as though she was his equal. Doctor Peterson didn't appreciate that. She was filth. Even though he didn't normally discriminate, he wanted the King to let this wolf know her place. "So can I start training now?" Jessica urged, hoping she would get the answer she so desired. "I can't wait for our one-on-one sessions, King Kanyon. I want to see what you got," she joked around, and Kanyon smirked. He was loving her enthusiasm. "So doctor, what's the verdict?" Jessica demanded again. Instead of responding, the doctor focused on writing his notes. "Well, can she?" Kanyon grunted, finding the doctor's actions rude. Dr. Peterson curtailed his head, his voice came out shaky. "She can do some light exercising, like speed walking and stretches, but nothing too rigorous."Jessica frowned in displeasure. She was excited to start training so she could enhance her
Jessica was back inside her bedroom. Although she had an amazing day with King Kanyon, her joy didn't last long, because now that she was alone, all she could think about was her innocent child. Steven didn't deserve to die like that. He was entitled to a life filled with love, happiness with his true mate, raising their pups, growing old together, and eventually dying when he was old and gray. Jessica cried as she recalled that she never had the chance to hold her child. She never experienced the scent of his skin, looked into his eyes, or discovered who he looked like the most. Magda along with the entire Graceland Pack deprived her of that. In a hurry, Jessica pulled off her gown, almost damaging the zip. Visiting her baby's grave again reminded her of the pain and anger she felt. "That's it! I have to get my revenge," she muttered as she got dressed in a sweatpants and a t-shirt. She decided she was going to see the King. She needed to request a favour from him. *******"Camer
An hour of walking and Jessica was feeling the burn in her calves. She felt exhausted and struggled to find a way to inform the King. He was just talking and walking, enjoying himself as he showed her around. She remembered what Lucy had said, that he hadn’t been the same since his wife died. She observed him as he opened his mouth and shared stories about the bakery, expressing how much he enjoyed visiting it on Sundays during his childhood. But the manner how he spoke told her he was way older than he looked. He explained that they would bake bread and place it in the chimney for protection during the winter months. The king finally took a hold of her palm. He only became aware of his actions when he noticed her hand stiffen. He froze. “Forgive me, I got carried away.” “Don’t be,” Jessica smiled. “I’m enjoying the history of your community.” The King noticed the flush on her face. “You look exhausted. Do you want to sit? Are you thirsty?” Jessica sighed. “I could use a s
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Lucy forced Jessica to sit down in the chair before the vanity. "Now let's tame this mane," Lucy frowned as she grabbed some of Jessica's tangled hair. "When last did you run a comb through this?" "This isn't necessary," Jessica protested, but Lucy had already started combing through it. Jessica flinched as Lucy tried to get the knots out. "Look, I got strict orders from the top to have you look perfect for the king," Lucy admitted. "Now hold still and let me make you prettier." Jessica wondered. "Strict orders from whom?" "Someone who wants to see the King smile again," she answered. "Ever since his wife died, he has not been the same." "His wife died," Jessica repeated. "That's so sad." "Please don't tell him I told you that," Lucy cleared her throat. "The king doesn't like talking about it. Nobody here likes to talk about it. It was such a tragedy." "Don't worry, I won't tell him you said anything," Jessica assured her and Lucy relaxed and continued styling her hair
Jessica wondered to herself while drying her body, "Did the King actually lick my chin?" She was careful with her c-section scar. The medication she took reduced her physical pain, too bad it couldn't alleviate the pain in her heart. She ensured she kept the wound dry while washing herself to promote faster healing without complications. Jessica wrapped a towel over her hair and then another around her body. She came out of the bathroom and made her way to the bedroom. She almost jumped out of her skin when she saw the tall woman standing by the bed. "Goddess!" The woman approached her gracefully. "Forgive me, madam. I didn't mean to startle you." Jessica gulped, resting a hand on her chest. "It's OK, I just wasn't expecting to see someone in here." "So the King didn't tell you he was sending up some clothes from storage?" The woman gestured to the dresses on the bed. "Yes, yes!" Jessica giggled. "He did." The woman laughed, stretching her palm for a handshake. "I'm Lucy, the