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 like me, but you never did,” Magda sobbed. “I tried everything, but still all you wanted was Lisa. I could smell it on you every time you were near her. Just like how I can always smell how much you want her daughter, Jessica," Luna Magda hissed, turning her attention back to Jessica. It was at that moment the Luna smelled something she didn't notice before. “Why does she smell like our son?” “Because he fucked her. I guess he has the same tastes as his father,” Conroy laughed. “You think this is funny?” The Luna snarled. “I think we should banish her and let her fend for herself as a rogue.” The Luna knew an omega wouldn't last one night alone as a rogue, especially one that was as beautiful as Jessica. The male rogues would have their way with her until her body went limp, and the female rogues would kill her on the spot just so their mates didn't get sidetracked by her looks. “No, Magda. I can't do that,” Conroy snapped. “Why?” Magda was irritated. She wanted to know what reason her husband had for keeping this mange around. “Because, I'll be taking her as a second wife,” he told her without a hint of sympathy in his voice. Those words seemed to have punched Magda in the face. She shook her head from side to side with tears pouring down her face. She focused on Jessica. “I hate you and that slut you called mother. Even after I had your parents murdered, they're still haunting my life because they left behind you. I should have had you executed, too.” She felt guilty after she murdered the poor girl's parents, so that's why she took the child under her wings, but the moment Jessica hit puberty, the Luna felt regret. “You killed my parents?” Jessica asked, with snot and tears gushing down her face. She wanted to slug the Luna. “Yes, I did,” the Luna said proudly. “And don't think you can go and run your mouth to the pack. No one will believe you. You're an omega who fucked my son and is also going to marry my husband. People will say that it's just crazy ramblings of the other woman,” the Luna stated. She sneered at the alpha before she left the office. Conroy offered his hand to help Jessica stand up. “Don't touch me,” she let out. “You knew your Luna killed my parents, and you did nothing. What kind of alpha are you?” “One who realized he was an outsider and needed to gain his new pack's trust and respect,” he hissed. “Killing their beloved Luna, the daughter of their previous alpha, wouldn't have been a smart move.” “Was my mother really your mate?” Jessica just couldn’t believe it. “Yes, she was. It wasn't until I rejected her and I learnt she found a second chance mate that I regretted how I treated her. I should have kept her as a second wife. Perhaps she would still be alive,” he said. “But don't worry Jessica, I will make sure Magda will not hurt you like she did your mother,” he promised. “Two months from now, we will celebrate our mating ceremony under the full moon.”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
“But I'm your mate!” Jessica yelled. Luna Magda stumbled back and fell into her chair. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her son — mates to this dirty omega trash! No, this must be a prank. “Cory! Is this crazy bitch your mate?” Chrissy demanded. “Not for long,” Cory answered. “What do you mean, Cory?” Jessica urged with teary eyes. "I love you, and even after I saw you having sex with her down by the lake,” Jessica sobbed. “I’m still willing to forgive you. We can work this out. Please — don't leave me and your child. We need you.” Jessica pleaded with desperate breath. She didn’t think she could survive without him. “Is what I'm hearing true?” A powerful voice came from the sideline. “Did you bed my daughter?” Chrissy's father asked, and Cory lowered his head to the
"I'M GONNA KILL THAT BITCH, THEN USE HER SKULL AS A PISS POT!" King Kanyon roared. Three days had gone by since he found out who was responsible for his wife Eleanor's death. After thirteen years of travelling to pack after pack, hunting down and slaughtering everybody involved in the brutal attack on his wedding, he lost hope. None of them wanted to give up the person who planned all of this. If he wasn't shopping for poison in the black market, he would have never caught the scent of that scammer, Retford. Although he did not participate in the attack on his wife and in-laws, he sold the poisoned bullets that were used to murder them. "MAGDA GRACELAND! This name is number one on my kill list. I’m going to fuck this bitch up.” "King Kanyon," Cameron bowed. "Please Calm down. We will get this crazy Luna who killed our queen. Don't worry." "You're right," Kanyon sighed. "I want y