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
KiraSeveral pick-up vans arrived at the Omega camp, and mean-looking guards commanded us to pack our stuff. We were a maze of hands and feet and the heat from everyone's sweaty bodies did nothing to relieve the increasing discomfort I was feeling.As if that wasn't enough, my premenstrual cramps made me cranky. My stomach started to turn, and the truck's hard surface was hurting my body, making me feel even worse.Mom sat next to me, looking ahead. There were over twenty other vans, each carrying at least a dozen omegas. Alpha D'Angelo must be a joker if he believed he could include the omegas in the pack and grant them the same privileges and rights as the other members. We would never be equal, and he could never, no matter how hard he tried, overthrow the system.A small part of me relished the thought of living in the main pack. At the camp, our living conditions were worse than those of animals. But we could never be prepared for this huge shift.Silent, I stared blankly and was
KiraMom was mortified and fell into a chair. Her face was as pale as a ghost.My body felt like lead. I knew for sure that I couldn't marry Zion—heck, I couldn't even stand him. He smiled and reached for my hand, but I shrugged away from him.His face fell in disappointment. "Why are you silent?" he snapped. “Didn't we have a relationship before the alpha's bond?"I scoffed. I never loved Zion, but this bond was like an eye-opener. What I felt for Zion wasn't romantic, and I was no longer unsure of my feelings. Before meeting D'Angelo, I never understood the concept of chemistry and sexual lust.Zion's kisses were messy and I hated them. My heart didn't flip whenever I saw him, unlike D'Angelo.I turned away. “Bold of you to assume that I'd say yes to you after making such a mess."“What mess? he asked, scowling at me. I looked away, dabbing at the sting behind my eyes."I will never marry you. Though I appreciate your attempt to help, I'll be fine.”Zion's winced as though I'd just
Kira I paced back and forth across the room and bit my nails, wincing as my teeth sank into the tender skin. I pitied my poor nail beds but was unable to stop. Every few seconds, I stopped pacing and fixed my gaze on the door's handle, waiting for it to turn while also listening intently for any sound from downstairs.My hands clenched into fists, resisting the urge to bite my nails again. I whispered a silent prayer, pleading with fate that nothing bad had happened downstairs.An unsettling stillness filled the air. I pictured the timid omegas cautiously making their way to the quadrangle and Alpha D'Angelo standing tall and powerful while speaking and searching for me with his eyes.My mind sped up as I thought about my mom and the trouble she might face. My impatience grew with each passing moment. I checked the time, willing the hands to move faster. “Relax, Kira,” I whispered to myself, but my anxiety only spiked. I stood up, then sat back down.Relief burst through me when, ro
D'AngeloA sudden jolt of awareness hit me like a lightning bolt. I froze as my mind raced with the implications of my actions. Kira's eyes darted away, and a warm, apricot-colored blush crept up her cheek, spreading down her neck. Her gaze dropped to the floor and she rocked back and forth, transferring her weight from one foot to the other. Her eyes drifted to a spot on the floor, as if she'd found something fascinating. When she raised her gaze to meet mine, I fought the urge to kiss her nonsensically and never let go, but I also felt so damn guilty for nursing such feelings. They were wrong."I shouldn't have touched you. I didn't know what I was thinking," I said with a wince. My stomach knotted with nervousness, and my voice lost its volume.Kira's eyes clouded, and her face fell, revealing deep hurt and pain. She trembled, glanced around cautiously, and scanned the surrounding area before fixing her gaze on me. I couldn't explain the boldness that overcame her and why an alph
My mind fluttered away, anxious that D-Day had finally arrived. Aunt Helena didn't make it, and I was sure that I would see her on the mainland.Half in anticipation and half in dread, I prayed that everything would work out smoothlIt wasn't as exciting as a competition usually is, as the girls already knew the winner, but that was the least of my worries. All I wanted was for this to be over so I could live happily ever after with Adonis without anyone interrupting uOn D-Day, we were getting dressed, and the private helicopters were already outside to take us. I felt a little sad to leave this beautiful place, so full of peace and far away from the madness and complexities of lif"What's on your mind, my queen?" Natalia joked behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I need to make sure that your makeup is perfectMy stomach churned, and I grew anxious by the gazes that I would get from people, knowing that there was no way in hell my father wouldn't find out. I didn't know what
Sophia looked over her shoulder and shot Iris a glance from the corner of her eye.She hated her so much that anytime she saw her, her skin would crawl. Sophia didn't think she was capable of hating anyone that badly. Iris was an insignificant pest and would soon be crushed. She was blocking Sophia's path and stealing what belonged to her.The silly girl didn't know what was about to come for her, and Sophia just couldn't contain her excitement at the thought of watching her crumble when the truth came out.Let the show begin!A muscle tic jumped in her cheek, and she felt a flush of warmth spread through her body, making her lightheaded with thoughts of how the fool's lies were about to be exposed.Sophia had always known there was something off about Iris, and now her suspicions were confirmed—she was the Syndicate Alpha's daughter.The deceit made her blood boil, and she vowed to expose Iris for the fraud she truly was.How could she have the audacity, the sheer audacity, to partic
Iris I struggled to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt heavy, and my vision was blurry. When I finally managed to pry them open, the world around me was hazy.Confused, I closed my eyes again, trying to clear the fog from my mind. I opened them a second time, and my vision was clearer, but I realized that something was amiss.I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my back, making me gasp. I reached around and felt a thick layer of sterile dressing covering my skin.Then the memories of that horrific moment came flooding back: the scorching acid pouring down my back, the pain that seemed never-ending.Damn it, I couldn't believe that this wasn't just some nightmare in my head—it was all too real. My back would never be the same again, all because of some jealous psycho's twisted actions.My heart broke miserably, and I swallowed hard. Whoever was behind this was heartless, and all for what? Adonis, who would never choose them anyway?They had no shame. It was disgusting how l
AdonisI was furious when I discovered that some sick bastard dared to douse Iris's body with acid.It felt like a cruel joke, a sickening slap in the face—and I couldn't wrap my head around something so despicable that could happen to a pure, harmless soul. I blamed myself for letting her leave the safety of my sight. If only she had stayed a little longer, this terrible act could have been prevented.The thought of what she must be going through filled me with rage beyond words.Machines were beeping, and medical staff in scrubs were working quickly to attend to her. My mind was chaotic as I paced around the small clinic."Dammit," I swore, breathless with rage. After they had gotten her out of danger, I was allowed to see her.I gently brushed a hair off her face while the highly skilled medical staff efficiently attended to her wounds."We've identified that the acid used is a mild form, and fortunately, it didn't affect her internal organs. She will recover quickly," one of them
🔞🔞🔞Adonis and I lay side by side on the grass. It had been over twenty minutes since the power outage had enveloped the mansion, and boy, did we love it. We had all the privacy we needed to explore our bodies. I stifled my laughter when Adonis wrenched my skirt up around my ass. He was inordinately pleased with himself at that moment, which only intensified my smile as I pulled his shirt off and kissed him softly on his chest.'Surely you're not thinking about having sex here in the open,' I said playfully into his mouth as he pulled me tighter against his naked body. He smiled as he nipped my jawline softly before kissing me harder.“Who's going to try and stop us, right? There's nowhere else I'd rather be than right here with you.”“And what if someone sees us? What if there are guards patrolling the house? Or if the power comes back on?”Adonis covered my mouth hungrily before pulling out a pack of condoms. 'Well then, I guess we'll have to hurry because I have no desire to le
The girls were fuming with envy toward me, and I noticed how they would frown and sulk whenever I walked into the room.They were unnecessarily rude, talking behind my back and giving me fake smiles, and even those who were nice enough were just putting on an act.Jealousy couldn't be hidden, no matter how hard they tried to mask it. The way the girls were acting toward me was unsettling. Their envy consumed them so much that I worried they might do something to hurt me.I hoped they wouldn't attempt to poison my food.Sitting cross-legged on my bed, I pulled out a classic literature book I had taken from Adonis' study and tried to ignore the subtle insults from the other girls.The trick was to act like I didn’t hear them, but I couldn’t deny that their words stung. It was hard to remain calm.“Let’s be real,” one of the girls, who seemed the most spiteful, spoke up. “Alpha Adonis might have flirted with other girls too. He’s probably testing to see who’s the best before making his c
The sound of footsteps outside her cell drew Helena’s attention back to the present. She tensed as Victoria, Alexander’s whore, approached her, clasping her hands together in a tight grip. The hatred Helena felt for Victoria surged to the surface, burning hot and fierce. She had never known she could hate anyone more than she hated this woman. Victoria needed to be punished for causing Mona so much pain, even up until her death.Victoria’s smirk was malicious, her satisfaction evident as she raised her chin high, wild-eyed. She looked down at Helena with a smug expression, as if relishing in her suffering.“So, how is the confinement?” Victoria asked, her voice dripping with false sweetness.Helena shrugged and turned away, refusing to give her the satisfaction of a response. “What do you think?”“You should eat,” Victoria said indifferently, setting a tray of food on the floor. “We’re just trying to find your niece.”“I won’t touch anything from you,” Helena spat back, her voice full
Helena sat on the cold, gray stone floor of the dank cell in Alexander’s house. The bastard had locked her up for three days. The stone was rough and unforgiving beneath her, seeping its chill through her thin clothing. She leaned against the damp wall, the smell of mildew and decay filling her nostrils, wondering when this madness would finally be over.Her thoughts kept circling back to her husband, Bruno. A spineless coward, that’s what he was. It angered her to no end that he hadn’t come for her. But even more than her own predicament, she was worried about Iris. The girl’s safety weighed heavily on her heart.Helena sensed danger closing in. She needed to warn Iris to flee before it was too late. She had seen the evil in Alexander’s eyes, the way he relished in others’ pain. He was capable of anything. Her greatest fear was that Alexander would drag Iris back into his cruel world, the same world that had nearly destroyed her.History was repeating itself. Helena’s sister, Mona
When I entered Adonis’ room, the lighting was dim, just bright enough to reveal his sleeping figure. The heavy curtains barely let in any light.Adonis lay still, his powerful frame resting under the covers. Despite his powerful Lycan nature, he looked fragile, as if strong medications had knocked him out.I stood there, my mind confused. How could someone as powerful as Adonis fall ill? His blood was stronger than most werewolves', making him more resistant to illnesses and diseases than any of us. Fred’s gaze lingered on me, as if he could read my thoughts. His smile was gentle, but it didn’t reach his eyes. There was surely something behind it."Don’t worry about him," Fred assured me. "It’s just stress. I’m sure when he wakes up, he’ll feel a lot better.""Stress?" I echoed, trying to make sense of it. "What’s causing him stress? He seemed fine the last time I saw him."Fred ran a hand through his hair, looking uncomfortable. He looked away and his eyes avoided mine as if the ans