Kira Unease crept into me like a silent snake slithering through the grass. Alpha D'Angelo's gamma drove my mom and me in the eerily quiet car. I sat in the backseat, grasping my mom's hand. My hands couldn't stop trembling, and the moisture in my palm made my grip slippery.I tightened my grip, trying to still my tremors. My eyes darted up to the gamma. He was focused on the road and I kept glancing at him every few seconds, searching for any sign of danger. He turned on the radio, filling the car with the sound of the six-p.m World News, where the anchor headlined financial reports and anticipation of the full moon.Mom made me lean my head on her shoulder. I still didn't trust the gamma, but I preferred him over the cruel and heartless beta.She leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "Eat, Kira.”I turned to her and wiped the faint sheen of sweat on her forehead before whispering, "You need food more. You still have a bit of a fever, and I don't want you to get weaker.""I'm fu
D'AngeloResponsibility burned within me as I sat at the head of the marble table in the community center. Despite my recent coronation, I had been groomed for this alpha position since I turned eighteen, and my dad had prepared me well. But now, I couldn't bring myself to listen to the council members and elders arguing.My mind kept wandering back to my Omega mate. I hadn't slept well since my coronation night, all because she consumed my every thought. My body ached from hours of fighting the desire to be with her, and it was nearly impossible to shut out my thoughts.Seeing her again made me rock hard. It was a different experience from seeing her on the terrace at night. She was a small, beautiful goddess of desire, and her curves bent and trapped my mind.Every detail in her body was clearer. The freckles dusted across the bridge of her nose were the cutest I'd ever seen. If she weren't an Omega, I'd have considered myself the luckiest male alive and imprinted my mark on her the
A/N: Please don't be a silent reader. Comment and vote. Thank you!KiraThe harsh whispers and murmurs began. A few women, among whom my mom got along with, kept making fun of us.“Look at her,” one of them said. “What a beautiful airhead! Imagine going naked on the alpha's terrace to seduce him."Amari's mom's reaction hurt the most. "She's a complete nuisance. I've told my kid to avoid her so she doesn't contaminate her.""That's not fair, Grace,” my mom snapped. “You’ve known Kira her entire life. She's not a troublemaker. She's already distressed, so keep your opinions to yourself."I looked away, feeling horrible for putting my mom through this.They criticized me while ignoring the fact that their children were worse. I'd never been caught stealing, lying, or messing around, but all of a sudden my head was on the block, and I was the worst person alive.No friend visited my tent, not because they didn't wish to, but because their mothers had threatened to chop off their legs if
KiraMy heart was constantly hurting from the realization that the alpha would never accept me. I was, after all, a dirty Omega.Mom had no idea about my problems.The woman had a lot on her plate already. It was going to break her heart to tell her that Alpha was my mate. I turned to face the wall while lying on my thin mattress as her footsteps drew near."Kira, honey, are you okay?" My mom's voice pierced through my thoughts. She held a bowl of soup."I'm fine, Mom," I lied, forcing a smile, but she knew me too well to believe it. She touched a fading scar on my arm.“Talk to me, sweetie. Are you having issues with Zion or Amari? Did anyone make offensive remarks to you? She asked, trying hard to guess the reason for my sadness."No, Mom, nothing like that.”“Don't give me that,” she said, opening the window to let in fresh air. “Since when did you start hiding things from me?”She launched a mini-rant about how I had become so sad and secretive."Please stop, Mom,” I groaned, turn
KiraEvery weekend, omegas were usually divided into several duties. This week, I received my assignment to work at the dog shelter. The owner was a prominent, high-ranking member of society who had an unhealthy passion for rescuing stray dogs.Rumor had it that she was also a vet and had a gigantic vet clinic in the main pack. Although I had worked at the shelter several times before, I had never seen the owner in person. Except for the smell of dog piss, I'd grown to love working at the shelter and loved dogs myself, preferring it to work at the farm, where I would spend hours laboring under the scorching sun.To start the messy work, I pulled on my apron and gloves, then got a roll of paper towels, covered a few damp areas, and broom-swept them all before using the enzyme cleaner spray.Fortunately, the omegas had managed to move on, and nobody had recalled the previous week's incident. And my punishment was over. Thank the goddess for that. Hungry as a bear, I yawned, eager to h
KiraWhen Grey turned the key in the ignition and the car roared to life, my knees began to wobble uncontrollably in the back seat. My throat constricted, and I felt a strong urge to scream, but I suppressed it, unable to muster the courage to let out a sound.They weren't physically harming me. I had willingly gotten into the car and surrendered to their control.Goddess, help me.Zina's eyes locked onto mine in the rearview mirror. She seemed eager and excited to lead me to the Alpha. I quickly turned my head to stare out the window at the passing scenery. My heart raced furiously, and I felt its impact in my chest as we crossed the border, the milestone marking a point of no return. Worst-case scenarios began playing out in my head, each more horrible than the other.What if the Alpha took an instant dislike to me and ordered me thrown out, or worse yet, broke the mating bond? What if his cruel beta laid eyes on me? I couldn't explain why I had agreed to follow these strangers.Re
D’AngeloWith fear in her bright blue eyes, Kira studied me. She had every right to become afraid and defensive. She remained silent and I watched her. The amount of control this girl had over me was insane. She was making me change rules that were never meant to be altered—a century-old tradition that would make my father recoil in his grave."You can't do that," she repeated softly. “Please.”Kira and I belonged to different social classes, but I could see that she wasn't as shy as I'd assumed. Even in the face of intimidation, she exhibited common sense, boldness, and even a hint of resistance.“I won't warn you again. I can do as I want because I am the alpha. Don't challenge me."She swept her hair over her shoulder and looked directly at me. I suspected Zina got her the new clothes she had on. Her hair even looked better. Seeing her in a better state squeezed my heart with guilt. “What's your fear?” I asked after a long silence. "You cannot put the omegas and my family in dan
KiraAfter that strange encounter with the alpha, Grey and his wife apologized and took me back to the shelter. I headed home, wondering about my fate. Most importantly, I couldn't understand why a powerful and influential alpha would be interested in omegas or want us to live among higher-ranked wolves. It was both beautiful and strange at the same time.I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, so I remained in my tent and was relieved that neither Zion nor Amari came looking for me.That evening, there was a small feast made of leftovers from the harvest, including apples, rice, carrots, and other vegetables. Zion and his pals killed and roasted a stray cow.I felt better when I smelled the aroma of the food, but I refused to join them. I was content to watch the scene from the shade of my tent until mom walked in with my food. The flames from the bonfire cast a worried look over her face.Her brows knitted as she observed me intently, obviously curious. "Kira, what are you not tel