I kept my head down, gripping the hem of my worn dress as I moved through the crowded pack house, careful to avoid the warriors who stood talking in hushed, eager voices. Today was the annual summit—a day I had dreaded for as long as I can remember. Alpha King Xander Black was coming. The name alone sent a chill down my spine. Everyone knew of him. A warrior without equal. A ruler so feared that even the most hardened Alphas lowered their heads in submission. And the man whose family was destroyed by a betrayal that would forever stain my name. Traitor's daughter. Cursed. Unwanted. The whispers followed me everywhere, the scornful glances, the disgusted sneer. I had learned to live with them. I had learned to be invisible. But today, the weight of their hatred was suffocating. I forced myself to focus on my task, arranging the ceremonial plates on the long banquet table. The Alpha King and his highest warriors would sit here, drinking fine wine and discussing politics—deciding th
I stood frozen in the center of the great hall, my heart pounding so loudly it drowned out the silence that had followed Xander’s declaration. The weight of a hundred stares pressed down on me, each one filled with amusement, disgust, or pity. And then, like a dam breaking, the laughter started. It began as a single cruel chuckle from the Beta’s table, then spread like wildfire, a roaring wave of mockery crashing over me. Warriors smirked, pack members whispered behind their hands, and the she-wolves sneered, their eyes gleaming with malice. “She thought she could actually be Queen.” “Pathetic little omega.” “The Alpha King himself rejected her in front of everyone. Serves her right.” Heat burned my cheeks, humiliation clawing at my throat like a vise. I wanted to disappear. I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. My hands clenched at my sides as I forced my trembling legs to hold me upright. Someone stepped closer—a tall, red-haired she-wolf named Camilla. She was the Beta’s
Pain.That was the first thing I felt. A sharp, searing pain in my ribs as something—no, someone—kicked me hard in the side. My body jolted awake, my eyes snapping open just in time to see a thick boot retracting."Get up," a deep, gruff voice commanded.Before I could react, rough hands grabbed my arm and yanked me upright. A sharp gasp left my lips as pain flared through my body. My vision swam, but I had no time to recover.The man holding me was massive, his grip like iron as he dragged me forward without an ounce of care. My bare feet scraped against the cold stone floor of the great hall, my body stumbling as I tried to keep up.Then I heard it—whispers, muttered words laced with contempt."Thank the Goddess they're taking the disgrace away.""She doesn’t belong here.""An omega as the King’s mate? A joke."Their words stabbed into me like knives, each one deeper than the last. My heart clenched painfully as realization set in. I wasn’t just leaving—I was being thrown away.And
When I woke up I was confused at where I was until the memories came rushing back into my head. I met my mate, the Alpha King who hated me more than anything. The way he had looked at me, chained me up. I yanked at the silver chains, biting my lip as the metal seared into my skin. The pain was excruciating, but I refused to stop. Xander thought he could chain me like some helpless pet? He thought I would break?He had no idea who he was dealing with.I heard the sound of footsteps approaching. I froze, my breathing shallow as heavy footsteps echoed through the cell. The air shifted, thickening with his presence before I even saw him. My stomach twisted, every muscle in my body tensing.Xander.He didn't speak right away. Instead, he took his time, his slow, measured steps making my skin prickle. I refused to look at him, keeping my gaze on the chains digging into my wrists.The silence stretched.Then—A cold hand brushed against my cheek.I flinched.A dark chuckle rumbled from hi
Pain exploded in my throat as Xander’s grip tightened. My body convulsed against the silver chains holding me in place, the metal searing into my wrists like molten fire. My legs kicked out, but it was useless—he had me trapped, completely at his mercy.A shiver ran down my spine as I caught sight of his eyes.They were changing.The silver hue darkened, swirling like liquid mercury before shifting—burning into an eerie, predatory gold. The moment his wolf surfaced, the air thickened, pressing down on me like a physical force.I wasn’t just dealing with Xander anymore.His wolf wanted control.A slow, sinister smile curled his lips as he leaned closer, his breath ghosting over my skin. My pulse roared in my ears, the primal fear clawing its way through my chest.“I warned you, little omega,” he murmured, his voice deeper now, rougher.Then—Fangs.Sharp, glistening, lethal.I barely had time to suck in a breath before his mouth descended toward my neck. I twisted, thrashing wildly, my
The hours blurred into a haze of pain and exhaustion. My throat was raw from screaming, but no one came. No one cared. The scent of blood—my blood—clung to the damp air, mixing with the cold, metallic tang of the dungeon.But beneath the terror, beneath the mark still burning into my skin, something else stirred.Rage.It curled deep within me, coiling tighter with every breath I took. The bond tethered me to Xander, his power lacing through my veins like poison—but I would not let it break me. If he thought he could drown me in suffering, he was wrong.He had awakened something far worse.I would make him pay.The door creaked open, the harsh scrape of metal against stone jolting me back to reality. My head snapped up, heart racing. I expected Xander.But it wasn’t him.A man stepped inside—tall, lean, with dark eyes that glimmered with cruelty. He closed the door behind him, locking it with a slow, deliberate click.“Awake, are we?” he sneered, his gaze raking over my chained body.
I tried to resist, I tried to fight it but I wasn't strong enough. Because I found myself slowly going down on my knees.No! I fought with my wolf. Please don't be stupid! I growled in my head. We're supposed to be equal. But the whore of a wolf was ready to go down.I was almost face to face with Xander’s cock when I got back control and then I jumped up.“No!" I said and if he was surprised he didn't show it.Before I could say another word, my back hit the wall harshly, almost knocking the breath out of me and the next thing I knew was that Xander held my hands above my head and chained them. I hadn't even noticed there was something like this in this room.“What are you doing?!" I growled in anger as he went to my legs and then spread them apart before chaining them.I was seething with anger but that wasn't any of his business.When he was done with his work he came back up to me as he leaned to my ear.“I'm going to show you what you'll never get. I'm going to torture that body
“Show?" I croaked out as I tilted my head, smirking despite the pain that was going through me.“You call that a show?" I couldn't help but laugh,Adriana ran her hand on Xander's chest as she kissed his shoulder, her eyes locked on mine.“All I saw was a man trying to fuck a woman but failing miserably,” I sneered, my voice laced with mockery. “Tell me, Xander, was that supposed to be impressive? Because from where I stand, it looked like you were trying to convince yourself you still have it.”Xander's eyes darkened but I wasn't done, if he thought that he could break me with this little show then he had something else coming for him.I leaned forward despite the pain, smirking. “Let me guess—you had to fake it, didn’t you, Adriana?” I tilted my head.“Watch your tone!” she snapped as her eyes narrowed in slit."Oh my bad, you were a little loud and extra and I thought you were trying to fake it not to offend the King,” I said with a wicked smirk on my face,Xander slowly stood up f
“Are you sure about this dress, Dante? It's a little…provocative,” I asked as I looked at myself in the mirror. The dress was beautiful, hugging my curves in all the right places, but it left very little to the imagination. It was a deep, sultry red—the color of temptation. The fabric clung to my body like a second skin, dipping low in the front to reveal a teasing amount of cleavage, while the back was entirely open, held together by thin crisscrossing straps that barely did the job. The thigh-high slit revealed a dangerous amount of leg with every step I took, and the satin shimmered under the light like liquid fire. Dante stepped up behind me, his eyes meeting mine in the mirror. “That’s the point,” he said smoothly. “You’ll have every man in that room watching you—and every woman hating you.” He grinned as he tilted his head. “And do you know what that means?" “What?" I asked, “That would have a certain man who claims to hate you boiling," he said with a wicked smirk, “We'
“What do you mean Matteo?" I asked as I slowly stood up from my chair, and despite the cold look on my face, he didn't flinch or cower. “I found out that the only person who had access to the clip before I got it was Adriana which means she must have tampered with something, purposely or by accident,” he said and I remained quiet as my mind tried to process what he just said. Why would Adriana want to delete an audio from a security clip? Raven had accused her of telling the guards to rape her. Could that be it? Was Adriana capable of something like that? No, I shook my head as my eyes turned to the screen. Raven could be accusing her out of hate. But I wasn't going to just sit down and assume things. “I want you to get to the bottom of this? I need to know the activities Adriana carried out when she logged into the system,” "I already checked that but it only showed that she was reviewing the list for the border patrol team,” my hands clenched. I have never doubted Adriana e
I stood on the balcony, watching them as my hands clenched tightly around the railing until they turned white. My chest was boiling with anger, my eyes filled with fire and I was ready to burn them. Why the fuck does she always try to get attention from any man like an attention seeking whore? My jaw clenched as I stepped forward like I wanted to jump the railing when he touched her hair and put it behind her ear. And she smiled, laughing at something he said. How they fuck are they this close? Acting like some lovers. Dante took her hand in his as he took a flower and fixed it behind her ear and she smiled, linking her arm with his. The sight of them like this made my heart boil with anger. No, it wasn't jealousy. No. I was mad at the fact that she was throwing herself at my cousin. I don't know why he would even be close to someone like her when he clearly knows who her mother is. I feel betrayed by him. She laughed again at something he said and my jaw ticked. What the fuc
I woke up with a yawn, stretching my hands as I slowly sat up but I stopped mid stretch when I noticed the space beside me was empty. He left. I sighed as I climbed down from bed. I needed to get ready for the day, I couldn't dwell on last night but no matter how I tried, the thought of his vulnerability wouldn't leave my mind. The look in his eyes, the pain. I don't know why he was fighting so hard with himself. Why was he stopping himself from being happy? I got into the bathroom as I took my toothbrush and applied toothpaste on it. My reflection stared at me in the mirror and I could see the look of distress and worry in my eyes but it wasn't for me. It was for him. I shouldn't care about what happens to him right? Especially since he's always a jerk. I sighed as I put the toothpaste back in the holder. I made a promise to protect him which means that even if he's being a jerk I have to protect him. Taking a quick shower I got dressed in my maid's uniform as I picked my
I woke up to the feeling of arms around me, holding onto me tightly. I groaned, slowly peeling my eyes open as I turned my eyes to the body beside me.Raven. Her scent engulfed me like a chain. Calming, yet poisonous.Why did the Moon Goddess have to do this to me? Why? Why give me a mate I was programmed to hate?It could have been any other woman and I would have loved her with all my heart, treat her like a goddess, but it had to be her.I slowly peeled her arms around me not wanting to wake her because I don't even know what I would say to her if she woke up. Will I be the cold bastard or will I be the mate she wants?Why I came here I have no idea, but the moment Adriana started her trouble, I just felt the need for some closure with my mate, whether I hated her or not.I ran my hand through my hair with a sigh. As crazy as that sounds, I had the best sleep of my life since that incident happened.And it's all thanks to the enemy's daughter.I didn't have a nightmare or wake up i
I removed his cock out of my mouth with a pop, my eyes still on his. The look in his eyes had me shivering but not because of the cold. But because of the raw, unfiltered emotions in his eyes.I slowly sat on his lap and Xander growled when my clothes pussy touched his hard length as he drew me flushed against him. For a moment neither of us spoke, we just stared into each other's eyes.Without warning, Xander tore the shirt I had on and I gasped, shooting him a glare.I don't have many clothes and he was tearing the one I have.But before I could complain, his lips claimed mine in a wild kiss and whatever I wanted to say was forgotten.I moaned into his mouth as I rubbed my boobs on his chest and Xander groaned, dragging his fingers through my hair.I heard the sound of tearing again and this time it was my panties. “What the hell Xander, I swear you'll…hmm,” I moaned when he held my ass and grinded my pussy against his cock as I threw my head back in pleasure.We kissed as I cont
I laid down in bed unable to sleep, I kept turning and turning yet sleep wouldn't come. There was this tightening in my chest and I felt an indescribable sadness hit me from nowhere. I know my life wasn't going the best way but there was nothing at the moment that could make me this sad. I sat up as I rested my back on the headboard. Why did I feel so overwhelmed with emotions? Confusion. Anger. Frustration. What was happening to me? “Why do I feel…” I stopped as my hand quickly went to my mark. That was when the realization dawned on me that the emotions I was feeling might not be mine. Just then I heard a knock on my door and I froze. Who could it be at this time of the night? Dante? No, he wouldn't come to bother me by this time. Xander? He would never knock, he'd just push the door open and enter. The knock came again bringing me out of my thoughts. I quickly climbed out of bed as I walked to the door and tried to listen. I was shocked when a familiar scent hit my nose a
Chapter 51 “I'm calling your Dad and telling him you're here," I said as I stormed into my office with Dante following behind me, “You wouldn't dare, I told you I'm not ready to face any of them," Dante said, his eyes narrowing at me as he sat down on the chair in front of me. “Well, you're not being of any use to me, since you've decided that sitting around is what is more important than helping me,” I said a I sat down on my chair glaring at him, "I wasn't just sitting around, I was talking to…wait a minute? Don't tell me you're jealous?” He asked as he titled his head, "Why would I be jealous?" I asked, “She's your mate, which means…” "She's not my mate, she's the last thing I want to be talking about right now," I warned but Dante never seem to get a warning, “You've always been so crazy about getting your mate when we were younger, what changed?" He asked in confusion and my hands clenched on my lap. “Try getting mated to the woman whose mother caused the death of your p
“Oh my goodness, you? How…how come I didn't recognize you?” I asked in shock as I moved back taking a good look at him and he just shrugged in response. "Maybe because I now have muscles,” he said as she flexed his muscles and I shook my head facepalming. He was still the same old Dante. But he really changed to the point I didn't recognize him. He was the lanky annoying boy that used to get on my nerves. But he was also the only person among the thousands of people who hated me that treated me like I was human. Dante is the Alpha's son of the pack I grew up in. The Silver fang pack, he was so different from the others. He would insist on helping me finish backbreaking tasks that were given to me. No matter how I try to push him away, that I could manage on my own, he'd stay all night helping me. When I was hungry and didn't get any food to eat or steal, he'd bring me food. He was the only good person in my life that treated me like a person and not like I was trash or carrying